Zombie Movie

*Franks POV*
He needs to wash his hair. That was Frank's first thought seeing Gerard. He was going through another “kick” as he liked to call them. What his therapist called them was “depressive episodes” but that was neither here nor there. Frank couldn't help but notice, that although this dark haired worker looked like he hadn’t showered, or even slept, in about a week, he also had an adorable upturned nose and a little mouth that seemed to perk up in one corner. Frank was hooked. While “looking” at comments, he heard Gerard speak, albeit a bit grumpily, to some customers. He was definitely a mumbler.
“Gerard! Get your ass back here and straighten these books!” The manager of Zaps shouted from the back of the store.
“Jesus fucking christ how the fuck did I end up here.” Frank heard the worker mumble. He giggled, not only was this guy filthy, but he had a filthy language too and Frank could definitely relate to that.
For two weeks after that Frank would stroll up and down the aisles of the comic shop for about 15 minutes, would observe Gerard some more and then leave. He wasn’t surprised that Gerard never noticed him, not many people did. Frank tried his best to be friendly and positive with anyone that would give him the chance, but after 20 years of living in a household where he wasn’t even a second thought, he soon realized that it was easier to just slink away in the shadows. Gerard however, made Frank want to be in the light again.
When Frank first moved to New Jersey, it was the sole purpose to get away from his shitty parents. He started renting a low pay apartment and enrolled in some courses at the local community college. Art was his thing. He didn’t think of himself as the next Picasso, but he was big into doodling. Mainly on his skin. He wanted to become a tattoo artist. He had a couple of interviews lined up for next month but until then he made some new friends in class. Mikey, Ray and Bob. He soon found himself volunteering to do the zombie make up for Mikeys film. Later on he realized that Mikey was comic store boys brother. It was meant to be, he liked to tell himself. Frank also started to notice that since visiting the comic book store and seeing Gerard, he had less of his “kicks.” And that was nice.
*Time lapse to Mikeys film set*
Frank saw Gerard walk towards the sets lightings.
“Boo!” He jumped onto Gerards back, making the taller boy gasp and making Frank laugh. He couldn’t help but notice the new clean scent Gerard had now that he took a shower. Frank reminded himself not to start sniffing the taller boy. That would definitely be considered creepy.
“Ah! You prick! Haha get off!” Gerard squeaked. The sound was music to Franks ears.
“Only if you say please!” Frank replied, suddenly being thankful for his small stature.
“Please!” Gerard gasped in between laughs. Frank jumped down and Gerard spun around and looked down at him. His piercing gaze gave Frank shivers. The good kind of shivers.
“So I was wondering...what are you doing tonight?” Frank realized that he was going to have to the one to initiate things with Gerard, the taller man was definitely a shy one. Luckily, Frank wasn’t.
“Probably just going to watch a movie and go to bed.” Gerard nervously said, while rubbing his neck.
“Great! I’ll join you! How about beers and Donnie Darko?” Donnie was always Franks go to film.
Gerard seemed momentarily surprised, but, to Franks delight, he seemed to be into the idea.
“Ok..sounds good. But don’t pull any moves, Frank!” The blush on Gerard's face made Frank want to squeal and squealing was not something Frank was prone to.
“What kind of moves are you talking about Gee?” Frank tried to make innocent eyes at the taller man. It seemed to work.
“You know what I mean...” Gerard stuttered “You’re only interested in one thing. I know your type.” Now we are getting somewhere Frank thought. He closed the space between him and Gerard and looked up.
“Well you’re right about some of the things that I’m interested in, but I’m interested in other things too. Like maybe a date.” Frank waited expectantly for Gerard who seemed momentarily distracted by Franks hands that started to caress his torso.
“Oh-yeah-ok! That sounds...that sounds good then. Good.” Gerard stuttered out. Frank pressed closer, loving the feel of Gerards denim clad thighs touching his own.
“Perfect, how about tomorrow? I can stay over your place tonight and we can get going in the morning.” Frank said with a shit eating grin.
“I guess that sounds reasonable, but you’re sleeping on the sofa, I ain’t no hussy!” Gerard smiled.
Frank almost melted as he gave a short laugh.
“Fine, I’ll sleep on the sofa. But let’s get back to that other thing I’m ‘interested’ in.”
Frank pulled Gerards head down to his, enjoying the feel of Gees wet hair against his hands.
Their mouths touched and Frank almost exploded right then and there. What started out as a simple kiss turned into something a little more heated as Frank pressed Gee against the shed where they were hidden. He kicked away some of the chords that were getting tangled between their feets and the lights until he heard Gerard mumble “Fuck it.”
Frank was suddenly lifted up by Gerards subtly strong arms. He wrapped his legs around Gerards torso and deepened the kiss.
Unfortunately, the two had to come up for breath and back down to reality.
Gerard let Frank down.
“That was...” Frank started
“Yeah” Gerard said.
“I can’t wait for tonight, Gee. But uh...You still have to bring the lights over to Mikey” Frank giggled.
“Fuck!” Gerard yelled, he quickly grabbed the lights and started to run. Right before he was almost out of site however, Gerard looked around and quietly said
“I can’t wait for tonight either, Frank...but you’re still sleeping on the sofa.” And with a quick wink, turned around and ran over to Mikey.
Frank smiled to himself. Things were finally starting to look up.

Notes

So fuck waiting once a week to upload new chapters. I'm so excited about this story that every chance I get, I write a new part!
Thanks again for the lovely comments, it is making me so happy!