31 Days

I wake up to the oh so pleasurable sound of 3 idiots puking their guts out. I groan, not daring to open my eyes. That's for many reasons, one being I would rather not see my brother, his best friend, and my close friend puking, and another being even though I only had consumed maybe a shot of tequila or two... Or three, my head hurt, I lot.

I roll over, hitting something hard and warm with my shoulder. I groan, slightly in annoyance, and slightly in utter tiredness. I hear a similar groan to mine, and then suddenly feel a warm arm wrap itself around my waste. I snuggle into the warmth, at this point not caring who it is, just wanting to fall back asleep. Who ever I was cuddling with was extremely warm and extremely comfy to say the least. I take a deep breath, inhaling the scent of this said person, cigarette smoke, citrus, and a mix of sweat and alcohol fill my nose, and it is possibly the best mix of smells ever.

Footsteps approach me and Mikey's voice soon rings out, "if my head didn't feel like It was being smashed repeatedly with a hammer I would by 'awing' at you two."

At this point, I now want to know exactly who in the hell I'm snuggled up against, why this said person is snuggling back, and why my brother would have been 'awing' at us. Why hadn't I been asking these questions as soon as I woke up you ask? Because, an 18 year old, slightly hung over, and extremely tired Gerard Way who still has yet to have his 4 cups of coffee of the day does not think nor ask questions.
I slowly sit up, pry my eyes open, rub them with my fingers to wake me up a little more. As soon as my eyes focus, I'm met with a very interesting picture.

Mikey is sitting on the arm of the other worn couch, a blue mug in hands, looking at me with a grin and raised eyebrow. Ray is lying on the floor, chugging what I suppose is coffee, and watching a rerun of the powerpuff girls. Bob on the other hand is nowhere to be seen.

I return my gaze back to Mikey, only to be met with and even wider grin.

"Gerard, do you remember anything, interesting, from last night?" He asks innocently. I think, which is highly uncommon in the morning, and piece together scenes running through my head.

"Some of it... We got here, watched some movies... You were bored and said we should play truth or dare.." And that's when everything came back. My eyes wide, I slowly look to my right, towards the said person I had been so involved in cuddling with, and see Frank. My best friend, my crush, is lying on the same couch as I am, propped up slightly on the arm, looking down at the carpet before looking back up at me. His face breaks out into a happy smile as our eyes lock and I can feel my lips twitch upwards into a smile as well.

"Hey..." I say, giggling at how stupid I sound.

"Hey to you too.." He bites his lower lip, playing with his lip ring. God that's hot.

Our little cute moment is interrupted by both Ray and Mikey laughing. We both turn our heads to see them smiling at us innocently. I get up, and walk to Mikey. He just smirks in response, then says "So, you gonna thank me for getting you two together or no?"

"Technically I did but whatever..." Ray corrects.

"Yes dear Ray and Mikey, thank you oh so much- " I then flick Mikey's temple hard, he lets out an 'owww' and almost spills his coffee, "-and that's for telling him,"

"How was that bad? It got you a boyfriend!" Mikey asks, rubbing where I had flicked him.

"Because, you had no clue he was going to say yes, that coulda went really fucking badly,"

"Actually I did know because he's Frank fucking Iero, he's had a crush on you since you started having a crush on him, " I look at Frank to see him blushing madly at the unintentional confession.

"In all honesty, Bob Mikey and I , we always said how good of a TV love story this would be, 2 best friends, 10 years of history between them, fall in love with each other, neither have a clue of the others feelings except their 3 awesome friends, " Ray states, I roll my eyes and I see Frank doing the same.

"Alright whatever, I'm getting coffee, and some Advil, don't stop me, or ill punch your fucking face, " I threaten to no one in specific.

I'm sitting on a stool at the bar counter, cradling a hot mug of coffee, when Frank walks in, rolling his eyes.

"Mikey Ray or Bob?" I ask, referring as to which one was being stupid now.

"All three, " he answers, pulling out a stool for himself and sitting beside me. I sip at my steaming coffee, and gaze out of the window.

(Omg finally it's Franks POV)

Gerard seems to zone out, gazing out the kitchen window. I take this chance to just look at him, I do this a lot, but the way the sunlight streams though the window makes him look... I don't know... Brighter. (Someone give this author a Grammy plz)

His hazel eyes are so pure and beautiful, call me cheesy but it's true. His long black hair, how wether it's combed and nice, or messy and unkept, it always works for him. His pale skin, although he gets made fun of for it due to his resemblance to a vampire, is so soft and clean. I love how his teeth are so small just like his nose and when he's self conscious he always looks down and tucks his hair behind his ear.
In general, everything is perfect about him, even his flaws, if that makes sense. (Wow, just standing ovation for that one author...) That's when I realize, last night didn't really count as a 'hey I like you, wanna go out?' Kinda thing. I mean, we were both drunk, and it started with a dare....

Soon he turns his head, and catches me looking at him. I blush horribly red and play with my lip ring, looking at the counter in front of us.

"What?" He asks, blushing as well.

"N-nothing..." I dismiss it.

"No, really, what?" He insists, looking slightly worried.

I sigh, and look up at him, " I kinda just noticed that last night didn't exactly count... You know, cause we were both drunk, and it was a dare..."

"What are you saying?" He says, the look in his eyes telling me he's scared that this is some stupid form of a break up.
"Gerard, w-would you g-go out with me? Like, for real, no dare, no being drunk when you answer...." I stutter.

"That's like asking me if I want pancakes and then a couple hours later asking me if I still want pancakes. I'm Gerard Way, I always want pancakes." He says, giving me a look of 'I've liked you since we were like, 12, of fucking course I want to go out with you'. Even though that was a bad comparison, I understood very well.

"Oh, well then what kinda of pancakes am I? Because if I'm some really shitty kind then that would suck."

"Your the best kind." He giggles, getting up and walking over towards the sink, setting his empty mug in it and turning back to me, leaning against the counter.

I rest my elbow on the counter, and mess with the sleeves of my hoodie,"So, that's a technical yes right?" I ask.

"Yes Frank Iero, I will go out with you," he says, then his eyebrows furrow, as if he was thinking about something, and all of the sudden he bursts into a fit of giggles.

I raise an eyebrow, "what's so funny?"

"Nothing, just never thought I'd ever be able to say that " he blushes.

"Well, you just did, soooooo.... What do you wanna do?"

He raises an eyebrow, slightly confused,"what do I wanna do for what?"

I roll my eyes and shake my head playfully, "Our first official date"

His eyes widen slightly, then bites his lower lip in thought. "Nothing special, those are always way to fucking cheesy... How about... Nah it's stupid...." He fades off, self doubt visible on his pale face.

"Nothing's stupid, just depends on who's seeing it and their opinions... Plus, I highly doubt anything from someone like you is even considered stupid." My face heats up slightly as the last part slips unintentionally from my lips.

Notes

HEY WASSUP

okay, so I'm still on vacation, but I found a spot with wifi, so whoop woop.

I might be able to update again tomorrow but it's not a promise.

So so while I still have wifi, let me introduce myself., mostly because I'm bored... But whatever.

Hey, I'm Sam, aka xXBands.And.BloodXx, I'm female, I have a high vocab level, but I never use it, so don't expect anything grand. I'm completely new to this whole fan fiction writing so bare with me, I'm terrible with plot, and I procrastinate, a lot. I have severe Anxiety, take pills for it, all that jazz. So yea, nothing special. ILL TRY TO UPDATE AGAIN!!!



xoxo -xXBands.And.BloodXx