Happiness in Havoc

*Frank*

"What's going on Ray?" Some kid from the table asks.
"Well," Ray pauses, looking at me. "we seem to have Frank Iero in our presence." There were murmurs around the table, so Ray waits for those to die down. Eventually they do, and so he continues. "Yes, that, right there, is the Frank Iero everyone."
There are more murmurs around the table, some people just staring at me in awe, and some people looking quite frightened by me.
"You're really him?" The guy sitting next to me asks.
"Well, I think so." I answer, causing more murmurs around the table, so Ray speaks up from the head seat.
"Frank is suffering from amnesia. We think he is the real Frank, since Bert recognized him during his attack at Belleville if anyone remembers. So here are the options, as well as the ups and downs. We could take the supposed Frank in, thereby saving someone who is very important to the survival of the killjoys, but putting ourselves at risk for if he is not, this could mean our sure destruction. The other option, is we could make him leave, saving ourselves, but putting Frank at risk on his own in the desert with a price on his head."
There were more murmurs until someone stood up quickly, slamming his fists down on the table.
"He has to stay!" The kid shouted. "As the Killjoys, we shouldn't put anyone out on their own. After all, this would give us at least a good adventure, and we haven't had one of those in a while. Either way, we get a new fighter, and he really is Frank, then there we go! We're all set! You can't turn him down Ray! We wouldn't turn down any other innocent person right? He hasn't done anything wrong, so is there anything really against him?"
"Holden..." Ray starts.
"Don't you freaking 'Holden' me!" If you don't take him in, I'm leaving with him!"
There were more murmurs around the table and lots of head nodding, until Ray finally spoke up again.
"Okay then. He will get a tour by you then, Holden, and afterwards you are to take him to the armory to be fitted, then to the training room to see what he's got."
"Yes!" both Mikey and Holden cheer in unison, Mikey running out the door yelling "Come on Frank!" behind him, with the supposed 'Holden' right behind him.
I ran to catch up, the door almost hitting me in the face on the way out, and see that Holden and Mikey have already turned a corner, leaving me lost outside the conference room.
Eventually I walked up around the corner, and even though it helps that he's the only one left in the hallway (Mikey's fucking fast) I could spot Holden's half bleached half black hair from anywhere.
Deciding to make a final sprint down the hallway, I make it down to Holden in record time (I didn't know I was that fast either wow) I jump and tackle Holden before he can even turn the corner.
We both end up in a laughing giggling head on the floor, me eventually rolling off of him to lay beside him.
"Damn Neon. Got caught by the new kid." Mikey says, walking over to us.
"Hey it's not my fault he's fast!" Holden points out defensively.
"Wait... Neon?" I ask.
"Yeah," Holden/Neon/Whatever says, reaching down to help me up off the ground. "My real name is Holden, but my killjoy name is Neon Venom. Most of us give up our real name as soon as we come here, but I like my old name too, so my names are kinda interchangeable. Ray only uses 'Holden' though when he's pissed."
"Oh.. okay." I reply.
We end up continuing down the hallway, Neon talking with Mikey the whole way, and me staying back a little bit. I also end up spending the whole time studying Neon, and how his hair is the perfect length, and how his eyeliner is on point and he looks so hot with it on. I also love the way his lip ring curls up when he flashes that wonderful smile. Ugh what is he doing to me I've known him all of five minutes damn it.

Notes

Oh Holden, what about Gerard... god I'm fucking evil the way I planned this out.
Yes yes yes yes yes, I know Gerard isn't in here yet, and so the frerard is taking a while, but this book is more like a story with a hint of frerard instead of FRERARD with a hint of a mediocre story line. At least I'm going to upload Holden's character picture cause DAMN Holden's fucking smoking! And I don't even like boys!
But is it weird that I feel really awkward when I write cute fluffy stuff though, and I can write hardcore smut with a straight face...
Either way,
Till next time
frank.is.love.frank.is.life