31 Days

(Gerard's pov)

Friday morning. 5:30 am. I am not only woken up by the cursed beeping of my alarm, but also by my 17 year old brother dumping ice cold water on me.

"MIKEY!!! What the hell?!?" I screech, shooting straight up out of bed and lunging toward the bent over, hysterically laughing, twig I call my brother. Caught off guard, he falls onto the floor with a thud. I stand up, and scowl down at him, "why did you decide to soak me at 5:30 in the morning?" I ask, water dripping from my long black mop of hair and on to the carpet.

He smirks and gets up. "Because, the guys are coming over, and you need a shower." He explains before quickly walking up the basement steps.

"Asshole!" I reply loudly, combing my fingers through my wet hair. Okay, maybe I do need a shower...
"Love you too" Mikey yells down the stairs. I roll my eyes, then, ignoring the puddle on my bed and floor, I walk to my cluttered closet and pull out a pair of black, ripped skinny jeans and a fairly clean Smashing Pumpkins T-shirt, then walk into the attached bathroom.

I turn on the shower and strip. While the shower warms up I look at my self in the mirror.
I hate everything about my appearance.

Everything.

My black, stringy hair makes my complexion almost white, which then brings out the dark circles around my eyes. And I'm fat.

I have many scars running across my my thighs and lower stomach, it's gross, but it makes me feel better, at least for a little while. I don't have any on my wrists, Mikey would notice something's up if I always wore long sleeves. I don't want to burden him with my problems, and I don't need him to take care of me. I'm the older brother, I should be caring for him.

I snap out of my thoughts and self-loathing and step into the shower. I proceed with general showerly activities before stepping back out and slipping on my clothes.
I walk back into my room, put on some dark grey converse, load up my school bag with the essentials along with my sketch book, then slide on a Black Flag hoodie. I then make my way up the steps and into the kitchen.

Blinking a couple of times to allow my eyes to adjust, due to my room being so dark and kitchen being so light, I finally see Frank, my best friend, sitting on the counter. Ray and Bob laughing at something and Mikey scowling.

"Oh my God guys, run, the vampire is out of its cave!" Frank exclaims, pointing to me.
I scowl at him, before turning to Mikey and asking, "Hey, why'd you let the munchkin in here?"
"Because, he's your best friend... And even if I didn't he'd probably sneak through the window or some shit," he replied simply. I look back at Frank to see him nodding in agreement then look down at his phone, his perfect hair falling in his eyes slightly but he doesn't seem to notice.

Yes. I like Frank. A lot. We've been best friends since we were 8, and I've liked him since we were 12. I've always known I was gay, I've never had a thing for girls. Mikey and the guys know. And everyone except Frank knows I like him. Which has its ups, and downs. In other words.... When Franks not there, I have to deal with endless teasing.

"Gerard..." Mikey says, and it's only then tnhat I realize I've been staring at Frank for a while. Thankfully he hasn't noticed nor has he looked up from his phone.

I turn to Ray, Bob, and Mikey with raised eyebrows, "what?"

All 3 are smirking and trying to contain snickers. I feel heat rush to my pale cheeks as I roll my eyes and flip them off. This causes Ray to giggle and Frank to finally look up from his phone.

"Hey guys, my mom has to work late tonight and she said you can come over and stay the night if ya want?" He asks, hopping off the counter.

"Sure, I'll just text my mom during lunch" Ray states, then grabs his bag and so does Bob and Mikey.
We walk out the front door and wait while Mikey locks it.

"It could be like an early graduation party," Bob suggests. We only have a month left of school until we graduate, well, except Ray and Mikey. The still have another year.

"Yea, we'll come. I don't think gerard would ever miss an opportunity to be with Frank." Mikey says, the last part only loud enough for Ray, Bob, and me to hear. All three of them burst out laughing while I stand there and glare daggers at them.

"Great, hey... What's so funny?" Frank asks, completely oblivious about the whole thing.
"Nothing, they're just being morons.." I growl.
"Well, let's go or we'll be late," Bob finally says.

We walk down the sidewalk, talking about new comics and such. Well... They were talking, I was admiring Franks face.

Five minutes later we arrive and separate to our first classes, Frank having English with me.

Notes

Okay, so this is my first, ever, fanfic. So.... Yea... it's pretty bad.
i apologize in advance for any mistakes I may make. So here's how I am planning to go about this...
im horrible at plot so if you have any suggestions just comment or message me.
I post at random, but I post often...
Pill let you guys know if I won't be able to post for more then 3 days.