Maybe This Could Work...

It was finally Halloween. And my birthday! I finally turn 18 and I can get out of the hell hole I for the moment, still call home. And it’s also THE day! The day, I can finally taste Gerard again. That is, if he didn’t change his mind, but judging by the text he sent me first thing in the morning, I assumed for the better.
Now, let’s start at the beginning of the day.
I woke up to the sound of my phone beeping, only two minutes before my alarm clock went off, announcing that I had gotten a text. I rolled over in my bed, realising a loud moan whilst doing so, checking my phone. The text was from Gerard.

GEE <3 (6.58): Happy Birthday Sweetheart <3
Can’t wait for tonight. Have a big surprise for you

I smiled widely. I knew I won’t see him till the school Halloween party, because I didn’t – sadly – have art today. But I did have two hours of chemistry. The joy...
I rolled out of bed, pulling on a fresh pair of boxers, ripped jeans and my favourite Misfits t-shirt combining the cloths with a black leather jacket.
I grabbed my bag and basically ran outside, heading for school.
Like every year, Gina was waiting for me in front of the school, a big smile on her face.
“Happy birthday Frankie!” she shouted, hugging me tightly. I hugged her back, trying not to crush her lungs. Honestly, Gina was always more excited about my birthday then I was.
“Here” she said when we pulled apart, handing me a small box wrapped in blue wrapping paper. I quickly tore apart the paper, then opened up the little box, revealing a black and red guitar pick.
“Oh my god, GG, it’s beautiful, thank you” I say, hugging her again. It was really a beautiful guitar pick.
“You are very much welcome” she giggled, earning another hug.
“Come on, let’s get to History” I smirked and we headed off.
The classes went on smoothly the whole day, even lunch wasn’t that bad.
School ended early, so everyone could get ready for the Halloween party that would later go on in the gymnasium.
When I got home, the house was empty. Hallelujah!
I crashed down on the couch, not being able to do that for about six months, so this was kind of a treat for me. I just sat there, watching TV, completely relaxed, my mind already at the party later where I can finally be with my man, finally after two freaking weeks.
As time passed by, it was soon time for me to get ready. First I was deciding between going as a vampire, a classy choice, or going as the Frankenstein’s monster, which is probably a big cliché, since my name is Frank, right? But after a while, I decided to go with the vampire, because honestly I wanted to wear the black cape and have fake blood in the corners of my lips.
It took me about an hour to get ready. Dressing up in a puffy white shirt and black pants, then covering my shoulders with the cape, clasping it in the front so it stayed in its place. The toughest part was making my hair stay pulled back, for which I used a shit tone of hair gel. Then I applied the dark makeup and the blood. Just as I was doing the finishing touches, the door bell rang.
I ran downstairs, opening the door for Gina who was dresses as the Joker.
“Greetings inside madman” I greeted her with a bow and a pore Dracula imitation.
“Sup bloodsucking creature of the night” she said with a very much creepy grin of her face.
“Ready to go?” she continued to asked, masking up her green dyed hair.
“Yap” I smiled, slamming the door behind me when we left.
We walked slowly, I again carrying Gina’s oxygen tank, she had now named Billy.
“Where’s Mikey on this joyful event?” I asked, trying to keep the Dracula act a float.
“He’s waiting at the school. He came with umm... eehh... Mr. Way” she stuttered. I looked at her with my eyebrow raised, surprised how she was lost for words for a second. She noticed me surprised expression, immediately frowning.
“I just don’t know what to call him. Mikey keeps calling him Gee or Gerard, and I just awkwardly stand there, always saying Mr. Way and it’s starting to sound really creepy to me” she explained. I started laughing, seeing her creeped out face.
We finally reached the gymnasium, where the party was already in full swing. Everyone was dressed differently. Monsters, sexy this and sexy that, pirates, fairies, ghost, zombies, etc. And as expected, Mikey was waiting outside by the steps that led inside the gym, dressed as a very convincing zombie. When he saw us he immediately came to Gina, giving her kiss on the cheek, making sure not to ruin her makeup.
“Looking good Frank or should I say Frankula?” smiled Mikey, then helped Gina up the stairs aka her biggest enemy, with me following them close behind.
We spent the first 20 minutes together, then Mikey and Gina joined a group of people I honestly didn’t want to be a part of. So I moved to the back, to where the display of non-alcoholic drinks and crispy treats were, right beside the bar that served the alcohol, but for that you needed an ID that showed you were 18 or more. Well, would you look at that, being 18 is already paying off.
I walked to the bar, showing my ID and ordering a big glass of Cuba Libre.
Then I moved even further back, back in to the shadows where the disco lights couldn’t reach me, calmly sipping my drink.
“Bit early for alcohol, don’t you think?”
I looked to my right upon a tall, dark figure, a man, keeping his look to the dance floor. I frowned, wondering what this strange person wanted. The left side of his face was covered with a white mask, he was dressed completely in black and his black hair was pulled back by a tone of hair gel like mine.
The man then turned his head, revealing the other side of his face that was somehow familiar to me. Especially his eyes.
Then I figured it out! My eyes widened, my mouth slightly opened. He might have dyed his hair, but his beautiful hazel eyes gave him away. That and his voice, of course.
“I don’t think it is” I shrugged taking another sip.
“Some might think that it’s very irresponsible behaviour for a little vampire such as yourself” he hummed, crossing his hands on his back. I smirked, but remained silent, turning my look to the dance floor myself, but I was still able to see him with the corner of my eye. I smirked to myself, thinking how hot he looked. The puffy shirt, unbuttoned at the top, loosely falling over his shoulders and the tight pants, which made the bulge in his quite visible.
“What’s funny?” he asked clearly noticing my smirk.
“Oh, nothing, I just thought about a guy” I said looking up at his masked face.
“What guy?” he proceeds to ask.
“Just a guy”
“Is he here?”
“Maybe”
“Well, you should go find him”
“Maybe you’re right” I smirk yet again, shoving my hands inside the pockets of my pants: “But maybe I’ll stay here and enjoy your company a little longer”
“And why is that?” he asked, looking at me again with a raised eyebrow. I shrugged, trying to seem casual, turning my look back to the crowd, seeing Gina and Mikey dancing to the slow song that was playing. They looked so happy and sweet.
I saw ‘the guy’ smiled widely, his look still on me.
“What’s so funny?” I asked, looking back at him.
“Nothing” I hummed, turning completely to me.
“Then, why are you smiling like that?” I asked, the corners of my lips curving slightly.
“Because I’m looking at a gorgeous guy and all I want to do to him right now is press him against that wall over there...” he nodded to the wall behind us: “And kiss him for the rest of the night”
“Then why don’t you do it then?”
“He’s thinking of another guy” he stated, leaning in closer.
“Then maybe you should try putting his mind off this guy”
And just like that, he pushed me against the wall, his lips immediately on mine. He cupped my face with his gloved hands, his body harshly pressing against mine, his lips so soft and moving against mine own.
He was the one to pull away first, his face still only two inches away from mine.
“I’ve missed you sweetheart” he breathed out, brushing his lips over mine. In answer kissed him, letting my hands wrap around his waist pulling him closer to myself. He released a quiet moan of pleasure, his left hand sliding to the back of my neck.
“Isn’t this a little risky?” I asked when we pulled away, trying to catch my breath.
“Maybe... But honestly, right now I don’t give a fuck if the whole world sees” he breathes out. I frown at his statement.
“Don’t say that” I said as serious as I could while staring in to those gorgeous honey coloured eyes.
“Sorry, I just got a little carried away. You don’t know how hard these two weeks were for me” he smiles, letting his hands gently fall on my waist.
“Oh, come on, it’s not like you had to jerk off every five minutes” I rolled my eyes, a small smile creeping on my face. Even though he was taller than me, he still managed to look at me from under his forehead, biting his lower lip.
“No... You didn’t...” I breathed out in disbelieve.
“Well, technically not every five minutes” he giggled. God, I love his giggles! When he giggles he sound like a child on a sugar rush. I laughed at his innocent expression.
Gerard tried leaning in again for another kiss, but we go interrupted, when I heard Gina calling me.
“Frankie! Where the fuck are you?” she yelled, dragging Mikey behind her. She clearly didn’t see me, but how could she since Gerard was standing in front of me cloucing me with his body. I looked up at him, and without saying a word, he smiled in understandingly.
“Go, have fun, we can catch up later” he smiled.
“Thank you” I smile, giving him a quick pat on the cheek, then ran off after Gina, who was making her way out to the back, to the football field.
“Hey!” I yelled after her.
“Hi, where did you disappear to?” she smiled like a crazy person (well, she was the Joker after all, right?).
“Oh, I just... I went and got a drink” I say, knowing it’s not technically lying. I really didn’t like lying to her, truth be told, I really wanted to tell he about Gerard and I (if I can call ‘it’ that), but I feared her reaction. So far she was always understanding. When I told her about what happened to my mom, when I told her about my dad, when I told her I was gay, when I told her about my suicide attempt, I told her everything, and she didn’t look at me differently, she still saw me as her best friend. But this... Having, whatever this is now, with my art teacher, who just happens to be her boyfriends older brother – that just might be something she wouldn't understand.
“And you didn’t share?” she sighed. She actually didn’t drink alcohol. Not because she could because of the cancer, but because she choose not to. These choices all started after she read her favourite book – which I also had to read, because she wanted me to – The Fault In Our Stars, because she got obsessed over this hamartia thing, that means ‘a fatal flaw’. Sometimes it drove me crazy, but I respected her decisions and didn’t complain about them... to her. In my mind I complained all the time.
“No, if you want to drink, send him” I nod towards Mikey.
“Okay, what do you wanna do?” then asked Gina, completely changing the subject.
“I don’t know, whatever I guess” I shrugged. Then she looked up at Mikey, asking him the same question, and him giving her the same answer as me, which led to her calling us both idiots. But after a while we ended up on the football field by the bleachers, with two bottles of Jack Daniels in hand. It was mostly me and Mikey drinking and mixing the alcohol with the free punch that was for the minors (including Gina), but even Gina took a small sip from time to time.
Screw the hamartia, right?

Notes

Hey sweethearts :) so here's the new chapter, hope you like it and I hope you like the story so far...
Now, I don't really know when I0'll be able to post Part 2, because I have a shit tone of school work to do (have to get 10 freaking grades in two weeks)
So, I'll do my best and try to update in about a week :)

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