Love and Guns

It was the night of their date and Frank was freaking out. He had only ever been on a few dates in his life, and they all went horribly. This, of course, was before he knew he was gay, so all of these dates were with girls. But still, Frank was very nervous. He really liked Gerard. Everything about him made Frank's heart flutter. He wanted the date to go smoothly. He had no clue what they were doing for the date. All he knew was to dress nice, because that's all Gerard had told him. Frank let out a long sigh as he finished tying his tie. He gave himself a small smile in the mirror hoping he looked nice. He was wearing a black button up and dark skinny jeans and black vans. He felt a little bad for not wearing dress shoes but then quickly remembered that this is Gerard and he probably will not care. The sound of the doorbell made Frank jump. He gave himself one more look over before making his way to the front door. He opened it, and his breath hitched in his throat, because man did Gerard look hot. His black hair was messy and sticking up in different places, and he had a black leather jacket on with very tight black jeans. The side of Gerard's mouth pulled up into a smirk. "Are you checking me out, Frankie?" Frank's face heated up rather quickly. "Oh.. Umm... I.." He was cut off by a high pitched giggle from Gerard. "Don't even worry about it. You look nice too." Frank grinned at him and let out a small "thanks" before stepping out of the house and locking the door. "So.. Where's your car?" He asked Gerard. Gerard pointed his finger at a dark object at the end of the driveway. It was a motorcycle. He followed Gerard down to it, and gladly accepted the helmet that was offered to him. Gerard sat down on the seat and Frank followed suit. "Hold on tight." Gerard whispered, before starting up the engine. Frank wrapped his arms tightly around Gerard's waist as they sped through the busy streets of Jersey. They finally pulled into the parking lot of a dark grey building, with the name "Norman's" on the side. The boys got off of the motorcycle and Gerard took Frank's hand in his. They walked in the front door, and they were greeted by a young waitress. She showed them to their seat and Frank took a good look around the place. The walls were dark red, and the floor was covered in white porcelain tiles. There wasn't any lights, it was all tall black candles, and the tables were small and black. "This place is really beautiful." Frank said with a smile. "You like it? It's my favorite place." Frank picked up the menu and looked it over, finally deciding on a salad. The waitress took their orders, then left Frank and Gerard to themselves for a while. "So, Frank. What do you do for fun?" Gerard asked him. "I play guitar, mostly. What about you?" Gerard shrugged. " Well when I'm not hanging out with Mikey, I'm drawing. Mikey is my brother who is also my best friend. He's amazing. You two should meet someday. You would love him." Gerard said with a huge grin. Frank giggled. "Yeah, I would love to meet him, Gerard." Soon their food was brought to them, and they ate while making small talk. "So, Frank, I really would like it if this wasn't our last date. Would you maybe like to go out again next weekend?" Frank smiled over his salad. "I would love to. What did you have in mind?" Gerard shrugged. "Maybe you could come over? You could meet Mikey?" Frank nodded. "Yeah, that sounds nice." The boys both finished, and Gerard paid before dropping Frank off at his house, and going back home to his younger brother, who little did Gerard know, had already met Frank. Just not in the way he wanted him to.

Notes

Mainly just a filler chapter, soooo sorry for taking forever to update please don't kill me But anyways Comment, rate, subscribe Stay rad -GC