It's Not a Fashion Statement

franks pov
“What do you want to eat?”
Turns out I’m looking after Gerard in his own house. I’m okay with it though, I don’t mind.
“Anything, can I have some water as well? Please,”
I nod and leave the room; I get a glass of water and bring it to him. I walk back into the kitchen to decide what to make him. I’m not exactly experienced with cooking, so I just stare back at the fridge. I’m too small to even see half the contents in the fridge. Can I just order pizza or something?

“Gerard, can I order pizza? I can’t cook for shit,”
He nods in approval, then passing me his mobile with the number on screen for me to call.
Oh yeah, we also found his phone; it was left in his car.

I order a large plain pizza, because one, I’m a vegetarian, and two, because I don’t know what Gerard likes, and he isn’t really in the mood for talking.

We sit on the sofa, well, lie, and watch TV quietly. Gerard has a pretty bad headache, so it’s on really low, I can barely hear it to be honest. Gerard isn’t even watching, he just has a pillow over his head and his body is wrapped in several blankets.
He looks like shit. I’m not going to lie. He has huge bags under his eyes and his skin is unusually pale. He can barely stand up and keep his eyes open. I feel really bad for him. He says he’ll be better tomorrow; he just needs to ‘sleep it out’. But I don’t know, I don’t think he can just sleep something like this out.

He has arranged to go into work tomorrow, which in my opinion is fucking stupid. He says he still needs three more outfits shot in the next two days, and he is determined to hit the deadline. Andy and I told him he should just hold the date back, but he won't listen. Good for him I guess, if that isn’t dedication I don’t know what is.

The doorbell sounds throughout the house, I jump up and practically sprint to the door. I’m fucking starving. I grab a 10-dollar bill from the side on the way there, recalculating the cost of the pizza and delivery in my head.

I open the door and take the pizza from the small girl stood outside. She smiles shyly and shows me her notebook. $8.20. I give her the 10 and tell her she can keep the change. She smiles and turns around, getting back into the little smart car parked outside the gates. I wave and shut the door.

I walk back and open the box, absorbing the smell through my nostrils. I put the pizza box on the coffee table, picking a slice and taking a huge bite. Man, it’s so good. The cheese oozes and melts in my mouth; the rich tomato base mixes with it so well. I know it’s only a slice of 8$ takeaway pizza, but I haven’t had pizza in so long it’s like fucking heaven. My god, it's orgasmic.

“Enjoying that?” Gerard chuckles, smiling as much as he can. I blush a bit, suddenly aware of the breathy moans I was making.

“Hope you enjoy my pizza porn,” I laugh it off, picking up another piece and pretending to sensually lick it. Gerard joins in laughing and picks a slice himself, biting into it. I’m actually surprised he’s eating; he looked fucking dead a minute ago, like he couldn’t bring himself to do anything. I’m glad he’s eating though.

We finish the pizza and I feel like my stomach is going to explode. I’ve defiantly eaten the majority of the pizza. There were 12 slices to start with, and Gerard only had three, and now there’s none left, which means I had nine whole slices to myself. I feel accomplished.

I was actually planning on sleeping in a bed tonight, but I literally can’t move I’m that full, so once again, I result in just sleeping on the sofa. I don’t mind though; it’s a comfy sofa.

-
I wake up having something thrown in my face.
“RISE AND SHINE SUGAR,”
I nearly choke on the cloth over my face, like I was being suffocated.
I’m surprised to see Gerard up and rushing around after the state he was in yesterday. He said he was going to make sure everything is back to how it was, but I didn’t think for one moment that was actually going to happen.

“I swear you were like… dead yesterday-,” I laughed, peeling myself off the sofa and running a hand through my greasy hair.
I need a shower.
“Yeah, well, I told you I’d be up and running. Gerard always sticks to his words,”

I tell him I’m going to get a shower and he just tells me to be quick. I hurry up the steps, almost tripping over. I bring the suit up with me and hang it up, then picking a towel out.

I turn the water on and step in, letting it drip around my body, soaking my hair. I squeeze some shampoo in my hand and rub it into my hair, leaning my head back and letting the suds wash off. I get some shower wash and rub around my body. It’s coconut scented, like the shampoo.

I finish and get dressed in the black suit. I swear I have I slightly different suit to wear every day, though Gerard is a fashion designer so that doesn’t exactly surprise me.
I hop down the stairs, finishing pulling my left sock on. My hair is still wet, I only had chance to dry it with a towel. Plus, I don’t really like using a hair dryer; it burns my hair and it’s extra effort.

Gerard leads me to the cab outside. He usually has a limousine, but not today. In fact, I wonder why he doesn’t drive. He does have like three cars.

I slide to the end seat, whilst Gerard gives directions.

“Just wondering, how come you don’t drive?”
“Traffic, parking. It's just a pain.” That makes sense.

I nod, understanding, and it’s quiet for a minute until Gerard starts.
“I have three outfits, then I’m going to take you somewhere for lunch, Frankie. I want to really get to know you, well more” I nod and smile at him. He smiles back and bites his lip. The car stops and we are forced to get out quickly, so other customers can get in and use the taxi after us.
Gerard pulls his large sunglasses down and pulls me with him across the road towards his building. It must take a lot of strength to do what he’s doing, to deal with the day like nothing has happened and that he is perfectly okay. I know he must be struggling, I don’t think he slept at all last night, and every so often he has to take a break because his head is hurting to much.

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