We're reckless but it's okay
Chapter 9
{Frank’s POV}
After the tub filled up with hot water I turned and looked at Gerard who was sitting cross-legged on the floor. He was messing with his hand in his lap. I got up and plugged in my phone to some speakers and played a playlist full of Blink 182 and Misfits.
“You’re pretty, you know that?” I said and he looked up at me. He smiled and stood up. “Come on, this’ll help with you being sore and shit.” He got undressed and I did the same. He had bruises littered all over his body. I climbed into the tub and he did too and sat in between my legs. He shifted around a little and then laid back and set his head on my shoulder.
He traced his fingers over the tattoos on my arms and my hips. He messed with my fingers and studied the letters and little designs.
“Why H-Halloween?” he asked and looked up at me. I kissed him on his nose causing him to blush.
“I was born Halloween. I have a pumpkin on my back.” I explained
“That’s c-cool.” he said and hummed along to ‘All the Small Things’. He slowly began to sing aloud, probably not noticing it. “S-say it ain't so, I w-will not g-go, turn the lights off, carry me-me home. Keep your head still, I'll b-be your thrill, the night will go-go on, my little windmill.” he muttered quietly but still audible. I chuckled lightly and kissed the top of his head.
“You’re adorable when you stutter while you sing.” I said quietly. He chuckled and looked up at me again. “Does that mean you have your anxiety pills again?” I asked and raised an eyebrow.
“Y-yeah. It-it sucks but I-I feel better.” he said and kissed me softly. He moved so he was closer to me and kissed me neck. There was an abrupt bang on the door and it didn’t take me long to guess who it was. Gerard jumped and moved even closer near me.
“Frank! Get your ass out here! We’re talking!” the familiar voice of Ronnie yell through the door. I wrapped an arm around Gerard who was shaking slightly. I kissed the top of his head comfortingly before replying.
“Ronnie, don’t be an ass! I’ll be right out.” I yelled back.
“We could just be friends.’’
“You know you can’t do that! Do not drag him into your mess. He’s just a kid!’’
“I can do that. If it gets anywhere past a friendship, I’ll stop.’’
I fucking forgot about that conversation with Ronnie. I was sitting in a bath, naked with Gerard. This was obviously more than a friendship. I didn’t want to end things with Gerard. I couldn’t end things with Gerard.
“Come on baby. I have to talk to him.” He nodded and slowly got out. I took out the bath plug to let the water drain and got out. I gave a towel to Gerard and wrapped one around my waist. He dried off and slipped on his clothes. I grabbed my phone and opened the door. I told Gerard to go to my room and he did. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see Ronnie.
“We’re talking. Now.” I swallowed hard and followed him to his room.
After the tub filled up with hot water I turned and looked at Gerard who was sitting cross-legged on the floor. He was messing with his hand in his lap. I got up and plugged in my phone to some speakers and played a playlist full of Blink 182 and Misfits.
“You’re pretty, you know that?” I said and he looked up at me. He smiled and stood up. “Come on, this’ll help with you being sore and shit.” He got undressed and I did the same. He had bruises littered all over his body. I climbed into the tub and he did too and sat in between my legs. He shifted around a little and then laid back and set his head on my shoulder.
He traced his fingers over the tattoos on my arms and my hips. He messed with my fingers and studied the letters and little designs.
“Why H-Halloween?” he asked and looked up at me. I kissed him on his nose causing him to blush.
“I was born Halloween. I have a pumpkin on my back.” I explained
“That’s c-cool.” he said and hummed along to ‘All the Small Things’. He slowly began to sing aloud, probably not noticing it. “S-say it ain't so, I w-will not g-go, turn the lights off, carry me-me home. Keep your head still, I'll b-be your thrill, the night will go-go on, my little windmill.” he muttered quietly but still audible. I chuckled lightly and kissed the top of his head.
“You’re adorable when you stutter while you sing.” I said quietly. He chuckled and looked up at me again. “Does that mean you have your anxiety pills again?” I asked and raised an eyebrow.
“Y-yeah. It-it sucks but I-I feel better.” he said and kissed me softly. He moved so he was closer to me and kissed me neck. There was an abrupt bang on the door and it didn’t take me long to guess who it was. Gerard jumped and moved even closer near me.
“Frank! Get your ass out here! We’re talking!” the familiar voice of Ronnie yell through the door. I wrapped an arm around Gerard who was shaking slightly. I kissed the top of his head comfortingly before replying.
“Ronnie, don’t be an ass! I’ll be right out.” I yelled back.
“We could just be friends.’’
“You know you can’t do that! Do not drag him into your mess. He’s just a kid!’’
“I can do that. If it gets anywhere past a friendship, I’ll stop.’’
I fucking forgot about that conversation with Ronnie. I was sitting in a bath, naked with Gerard. This was obviously more than a friendship. I didn’t want to end things with Gerard. I couldn’t end things with Gerard.
“Come on baby. I have to talk to him.” He nodded and slowly got out. I took out the bath plug to let the water drain and got out. I gave a towel to Gerard and wrapped one around my waist. He dried off and slipped on his clothes. I grabbed my phone and opened the door. I told Gerard to go to my room and he did. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see Ronnie.
“We’re talking. Now.” I swallowed hard and followed him to his room.
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@Do or Die
4/9/15