Romanticize Eternal Damnation

Frank’s P.O.V.

8:30 AM
I wake up to the sound of the alarm but now it doesn’t seem to bother me. I feel great and powerful. I jump out of the bed ready to start my day. I take one look at my phone, remembering I should text Gerard, but not so early... Imma wait at least until 12.
I go to the kitchen,mom left for work and there’s a note on the table. ”Businiess trip, may not come home for a few days. If you need anything I left some money on my nightstand. Take care! Love you.” And then a bunch of phone numbers . Cool, a few days for me. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love mom and she’s super understanding but I feel like I needed some time for myself.
I go upstairs to mom’s room to get the money. Woah 200$ sweet!
I look at the clock. Ahh I’m not patient enough to wait till 12. Fuck it! Imma text him right now.

TO: Gerard(◕‿◕-)✿
Hey, Frank here :D

5 minutes later i hear my phone beeping

FROM: Gerard(◕‿◕-)✿
Hey. Sup?

TO: Gerard(◕‿◕-)✿
Nothing much, I was wondering... Do you wanna hang out? Like.. you don’t have to if you don’t want..

FROM: Gerard(◕‿◕-)✿
I think my phone is broken, I can’t really read your text.. Call me?

Well, fuck. Is this some strategy to easely reject me? Is his phone really broken? Does the universe hate me? Well, Imma take my chances.
I press the call button. It rings once and the he answers.

”Hey, Frankie! What’s up?”
”Hey, Gerard. I’m fine.. How bout you?”
”Oh, well, I’m good. What was that you wanted to tell me in your text earlier?”
Shit.
”I was gonna ask you if.. you wanna go out later?” I did it, I said it! Shit what if he says no?
”Yeah sure. Have anything in mind?”
”Not really..”
”Well I know this place... Want me to come pick you up?”
”You don’t have to.”
”It’ll be my pleasure.”
I’m blushing so hard you can confuse me with a tomato right now.
”Oh.. alright than.” I say, my voice giving away the fact that I’m smiling from ear to ear.
”I’ll be there by 3. Is this ok? Oh and where should I pick you up from?”
I give him my adress and then end the call.

I’m making noises nobody should ever hear. Fangirl noises as I like to call them. Demon sent from hell noises as Jake likes to call them. What how do I know this? Oh my God, am I getting my memory back... Maybe I will be able to recover completely! Well, I shouldn’t get my hopes so high..

Anyways, I have 5 more hours until my date with Gerard. Did I say date? Fuck is it a date? No, I don’t think so.. But maybe it is? Okay I’m just gonna go with the flow, anything happens, happens.

Notes

Hey, guys. So I'm sorry my posting schedule is so fucked up. I will probably post rarely until 20th of june and then post really fast after. That's when I finish school. I don't know.. I hope you're not mad at me. Let's play a game. I want you to go and read and subscribe and rate this fic (Can I Be Your Dying Wish) because it's fucking awesome and it only has 4 subscribers. That's a shame. Go and read it and find out yourself how awesome it is. If this fic gets to 8 subscribers in 6 hours I will post another chapter tonight. I'm not doing this only to promote that amazing fic, but it will give me motivation to write. Also if you know someone who would be interested in my fic, please suggest it to them. I really wanna get to 50 subs. If I reach 40 subs by tonight (right now where I live is like 4PM, tonight would mean 9 or 10PM) I will give you the next chapter from both Frank's and Gerard's P.O.V. Thanks a lot! I love you!
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