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You Have Witchcraft In Your Lips

Frank really likes Harry Potter

"Budge over" Frank grunted, throwing himself onto the stuffy little sofa, practically flattening his toothpick of a best friend.

"Ow" Mikey whined, freeing his leg and shuffling over to the other side. "Do that again and I swear to god I will annihilate you"

"Oh please, you couldn't bruise me"

Mikey pouted and threw a few poorly aimed kicks which Frank dodged and steadied the popcorn on Mikey's boney knees before it hit the ground.

"I hate you"

Frank smirked, leaned forward and grabbed the popcorn bowl. "Love you too. Now go put on a movie"

"What are we watching?" Mikey asked, bending down over the stack of dvds, his long thin fingers grazing over the covers.

"D'you really need to ask?"

"Harry Potter again? Really Frank? For a dude who never grew out of their punk kid phase you really are a dork"

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with liking Harry Potter"

"There's a difference between liking and having an unhealthy obsession dear Frank, and you are the latter" Mikey sighed, but still pulled out the Philosopher's Stone and slid it into the player.

Frank tapped his fingernails lightly on the side of his beer can, waiting for the crappy dvd player to load. The whole apartment was a dump to be honest, but it's all Frank could afford. Mikey's luckier: he sometimes stays over at Frank's, but at least he has the option to go back to his parents fancy house out in the countryside. Frank doesn't have that option.

The opening scene began playing and Frank fought the urge not to squeal, leaning forward excitedly as the flying motorbike came into view.

Mikey watched him with amusement, more interested in Frank's reaction than the actual film. Sudden realisation popped into Mikey's head, remembering why he was here in the first place. It seemed like a pretty ridiculous proposition to ask someone like Frank, but with Mikey being too awkward to ask anyone else, it had to be done.

"Hey uh, so my brother's coming back home"

"Cool" Frank said, stuffing another handful of popcorn into his mouth, his eyes fixed on the screen. "The snotty actor one from England, right?"

"He's not snotty! He's not even English, he just went over there a few years ago for experience. He got a few decent roles and just kinda stayed there. Don't you remember him?"

"No" Frank grunted, trying not to let Mikey distract him from Hagrid breaking down the door. Damn, how he'd wish to be visited by a half giant.

"-Well, you know how London is famous for its plays-"

"Nope"

"Whatever, you uncultured swine. He's coming back next week"

"So you've said already. Cool, so what's your point?"

Mikey looked over to Frank slouched across the couch, one hand digging around the popcorn bowl, the other wrapped around a can of beer.

"Nothing. It doesn't matter"

"You've ranted on about him for the last 5 minutes, the least you could is tell me what for!" Frank said with exasperation, grabbing the remote and putting the film onto pause.

"Fine" he muttered. "Now, it's only because I don't want to go alone, right? Uh, so Gerard told me... the reason he came back was that he had an amazing opportunity... He told me he was offered a main part to play in the New Amsterdam theatre. The big one in New York, you know?"

"I do not know"

"Well it's a pretty big deal for him. And since mom and dad probably won't go to see him, he asked me to"

"Oh fuck, I know where this is going"

"Frank, will you-"

"No"

"Please-"

"No"

"I don't want to go alo-"

"No! Mikey, you think I'm going to sit in some stuffy theatre surrounded by a load of snobs for like 5 hours? No fucking way"

"I know it's not your type of place" Mikey said desperately. "It's not mine either! But I haven't seen him in years and he's really excited about it and I don't want to let him down and it's all the way up to New York and I don't want to go all by myself-"

"Okay, okay for fucks sake I'll go if it stops your sad little rambles"

"Thanks Frank" Mikey grinned, his face instantly relaxing, grabbing his diet soda back off the table and reaching across Frank for popcorn.

"You're a pain in the ass"

"I know, sorry about that"

Notes

Hi there! New story. First chapter's a little short, but the others will be longer :)

Please drop me a comment if you're interested! I will love you forever.

-killjoybyname

Comments

@MyChemFREAK
Being a tall, angry, not a theatre person I can see where you're coming from :)

killjoybyname killjoybyname
1/28/16

I feel like I'm on Frank's side. I relate more: small, angry, not a theatre person :3 just hope Frank doesn't ruin it for Gerard

MyChemFREAK MyChemFREAK
1/28/16

@SoGiveMeAllYourPoison
I agree, considering Frank could mess with him during his big break and ruin it for him

killjoybyname killjoybyname
1/24/16

Feeling automatically on Gerard's side...can't help it, I too am a theatre/Shakespeare geek and have been for the longest time

Oh makes sense

xoxorhnnn xoxorhnnn
1/9/16