Gerard’s P.O.V

~My mom says it’s cool too; come on over

Frank texts his address and I grin quickly saying i’m on my way on showing my phone in my pocket; I head into the living room where my mom still was

“I’m going to go over to Frank’s for a bit” I announce and she looks over with a raised eyebrow

“I’ll take you; I’ll get to meet his parents” I grit my teeth in nod knowing I really have no choice in that; either she goes or none of us do. We quickly get into the car and I tell her the address which isn’t too far from here and sit back and wait. I grin again and get excited that i’m hanging out with him outside of school

“So he’s deaf” My mother starts, “I’ve never meet anyone who’s deaf...Should I do anything in particular?” she questions and I nod

“He can read lips so when talking just look straight at him; not to fast or too slow...You won’t be talking to him that much anyway; that’s my job” I smirk and I see her roll her eyes

“So do you know his sexuality yet?”

“He told me he’s bi” I answer and she nods again while turning a corner

“So does he know you like him?”

“No...I’m not going to tell him yet; I just met him”

“Okay just wondering” she smiles

“What is it?” I wonder; her smile...I know she’s thinking something

“It’s just cute you know, teen crushes. I remember when I was in high school; just that kind of stuff” She explains and I give another small smile; before I know it my mother stops in front of a house. I look over and it’s a simple one story house with a two car garage; I slowly get out my car my heart actually beating quickly. WHY? I guess since I like Frank seeing him outside of school makes me kind of nervous and happy; we go up to the door and I ring the doorbell. There is a window next to the door and I see lights flash in there...Ohhh that must be for Frank so he knows if it rings; I hear the lock click and the door swings open to reveal an older woman, his mother obviously,

“Hello you must be Gerard; Frank is in the kitchen getting some snacks for you guys” She politely grins then turns her direction to mom
“You must be his mother, come on in” She steps inside and gestures us in before closing the door behind her; I look around and it’s a very nice house. The furniture makes it very welcoming; I look around some more and spot a wall where pictures hang. Walking over I see a small child with a smile on his face; his head propped up with his elbow.

“That is Frank at six years old, such a cutie; go ahead and go into the kitchen, make yourself at home” she says pointing towards a door

“Thanks..and another thanks for letting me come over”

“Not a problem, not very often Frank has friends over besides his friend Jamia” I nod and smile but wonder who Jamia was? I guess i’ll find out. I open the door to the bright room and see someones back turned towards me smiling knowing it was Frank; he has some chips and pretzels on the counter next to him and now he’s pouring himself a drink. I lightly walk over and tap on his back he turns around and grins when he sees me

“Oh hey Gerard” He says “I was getting some snacks and we can go into my room and watch some TV if you want...Whatever you want to do” He starts

“Your room is fine” I smile and he nods before grabbing the bag of chips behind him and handing one to me

“Off to my room” We go back into the living room where his mom and my mom are seated at the dining room table; laughing about something.

“You mom is here?” Frank question turning his head towards me

“Yeah, sorry...She wanted to meet your mom” I sigh

“It’s fine, just wondering” We enter a hallway where more pictures hang before he opens a door and heads in; it’s a nice room, TV, dresser, bed, typical teen room. I look over and see a stereo..but isn’t he...Frank notices me looking

“If the music is loud enough I can hear the beat”

“Oh so what kind of beats do you like?” He gestures to a small pile on CD’s and the first thing I notice is Green Day; even a deaf person has great taste in music. I hold it up to him and smile
“How loud do you need it?” I wonder

“Well I usually wait till my parents leave but I can show you” He plugs in some headphones and puts in the CD; A few seconds more I can hear the music coming form the headphones loudly as if the stereo was on low volume. He puts them on and smiles turning the stereo up a little more making it louder; He looks to me and takes them off.

“Really loud?” I nod and he giggles; I look round the room some more and notice a chef hat hung on a nail. I grab it and walk back over putting it on Frank’s head; he giggles again and takes it off looking at it

“I like cooking...well I love it, and baking...It’s my passion”

“Tell me about it” I see his eyes light up and we sit on the bed; it’s like when I talk about my art...it’s something that i’m very passionate about and would talk about all day. I can tell Frank feels the same way so I want him to talk about it.

“Well it started a little after I went deaf; didn’t have friends and stayed at home a lot so I wanted something to pass the time; I saw mom cooking and asked if I could help. I really liked helping her and thought cooking was neat so I asked her to teach me; her I am eleven years later with a favorite passion...I kind of want to be a chef when I get older” He end with a warming smile

“That’s really cool” I grin
“Just a question; how do you say art in sign language?”

“Like this” He holds his left hand out like a paper and his other hand sticks his picky out like a paintbrush and makes a squiggly line going down the ‘paper’
“That’s draw or art” He explains and I try to copy him; he giggles and shakes his head before grabbing my hands...His hands are warm and soft, his fingers are gentle as they fix my hand placement; I swallow a lump in my my throat and watch him

“Your left hand should be horizontal...Well not really but that's how I do it so never mind” Frank explains and fixes it back to the original placement, I feel kind of disappointed when he takes his hands away. All of a sudden lights flash through the room

“COME IN” Frank yells, oh that is the room doorbell. I thought I saw a button outside on the door frame so that's what it's for the door opens revealing my mother; oh god why does she have to come in here?

“Hi i’m Gerard’s mother it’s nice to meet you” She says with a smile but I know part of it is because she knows I like him

“Nice to meet you” Frank reply's then she turns to me

“I’m going to go you can stay but come home before dinner okay?” I nod and she smiles at both of us before leaving

“She’s nice” Frank comments, before reaching over to the cup of soda on the nightstand and taking a gulp
“So, what do you want to do or talk about”

“Who is Jamia, your mom mentioned her” I decide to ask

“Oh Jamia is my friend, she’s on vacation right now with no way to contact me” He says kind of sad and for some reason my stomach fills with jealous.

“Do you like Jamia?” I wonder and he kind of sighs

“No...but I did sleep with her once” The feeling grows stronger and I bite my lip

“So you’re not dating anyone?”

“Nope, single” I nod and try not to smile
”So did you want to watch some TV; I have horror movies too if you want to watch a movie

“Yeah...Do you have 13 Ghosts?” He grins and nods before getting up and finding the movie; I lay on the bed and grab the chips the wonder how many times Frank has masturbated on this bed...I quickly push the thought away and kick my shoes off; not before sitting up again and placing them nicely by the bed...It’s weird I haven’t known him for that long but i’m comfortable with him, even in his house...It’s nice.

Frank now comes over and kicks his shoes off too before laying on the bed next to me; and now my stomach flutters..I want to scoot over so i’m closer to him but I don’t and watch as Frank puts the subtitles on and plays the movie; I sigh of happiness and think to myself

There is only one way my life could get better; but I don’t know if he likes me back?

Notes

It's 1:30 in the morning...I need sleep

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Anyway hope you like the chapter

Dose of ASL:
(Art)



(Sing)
*As if your carrying your voice*