There's no shine in my sun.

Frank's POV.

We walk to my house making little converstaion. We talked about comics and bad horror movies. I'll admit it it feels kinda weird that he warmed up to me so fast. It took throwing cerial and jelly at a teacher to get most of my friends. he carried his messanger bag on his shoulder every now and then wincing as on of his items poked him in the thigh.
When we got inside he collapsed on the floor. "Oh mtbgod Gerard!" I yelles as i attempted to pick him up. But it was dead weight and im shorter and weaker than him.
I ran around the house looking for a phone. As I was about to dial 911 Gerard groaned and got up. He sighed "great. Just fucking perfect. Now who are you again? And who am I? & were the fuck are we because I did not agree to going on a date!" My face flushed red and I rubbed the back of my neck.
Why i was blushing i have no idea.
"Youre gerard way and im frank iero. We came to may house to get baking soda. N-not to d-ate." He smirked "seeing as how you turned red and blushed it certainly looks like you WANT to date. And I'm surprised. Never have I met a guy who wanted to come near me without being a sexual offending asshole." He held his finger up as to pause "now if you would excuse me I have a bosebleed to conquer!" With that he tipped over again on his face passing out and got a nose bleed. Gosh my face hurts from blushing. Like WTF do I even like him? I know he's pretty and we like a lot of the same stuff. But I don't know him.
Like, *sigh* i dont know how to explan this whole thing is weird.

Notes

Move

BITCH! Get out the way BITCH get out the way!


Ugh i think i fell in love with ludacris's Move Bitch Get Out The Way.