Thantophobia

Gerard didnt want to be at that party, he didnt even want to be invited to it. He'd been dragged there by his younger brother, Mikey, who had way more social experience than he did.
Gerard would have much rather have stayed home and watched some corny horror movie, but instead, here he was at some party full of drunk teenagers who didn't know what personal space was.
As soon as Gerard walked into that damned place, he immediately had run to a corner away from everyone else and didn't move from there for two hours. He didn't know exactly who's house he was in, Mikey hadn't told him anything, he just pushed Gerard through the door and told him to meet some pretty girl.
But that was the problem, Gerard had no interest in meeting anyone, especially a girl. He was completely fine with being by himself.
Gerard crossed his arms over his chest and looked around at his surroundings, everyone he could see was completely wasted and dancing to some kind of shitty music. People had tried to communicate with Gerard quite a few times, but he kindly told them that he wasn't interested and pushed them away.
Sighing, Gerard ran his fingers through his black unwashed hair and let his back fall against the wall behind him. He pulled his phone out to pass time, hoping Mikey would come and save him and tell him it was time to leave, but of course that didn't happen. Mikey was too occupied by some cheerleader twerking on him, something that Gerard would never let happen to himself.
Finally looking up from his phone, Gerard groaned as he saw another person approaching him, it was a boy who was fairly short, and Gerard immediately recognized him.
"Hey cutie," the boy smirked when he finally reached him, "I'm Frank-"
"Yeah I know." Gerard snapped and shoved his phone into his pocket, "What do you want?"
"You looked lonely." Frank whispered, his hazel eyes shining. Gerard was surprised, he wasn't drunk or anything. "I just thought I could maybe...keep you company?"
Gerard scoffed, "Okay, who paid you? A person like you would never talk to someone like me. I dont know what you want, but I suggest you get it over with."
Frank leaned his shoulder on the wall beside Gerard, that stupid smirk that Gerard hated still plastered across his face. "Nobody paid me sweetheart, I just thought you looked interesting."
"You're annoying me." Gerard replied bluntly, not even daring to look at the shorter boy beside him. "I know for a fact that I am notinteresting and you're just some horny teenager who wants some action."
Frank smiled, completely ignoring what he said, "You're pretty."
"Don't call me pretty."
"I can if I want to."
"No you can't, actually." Gerard said through gritted teeth."
"And why not?" Frank asked, pushing Gerard's boundaries.
Gerard looked down at Frank, giving him the most sarcastic smile he could manage, "Because Frank, if you do it again, I swear to god, I will fucking punch you in the throat."
"Okay then." Frank sighed, "That's fair enough I guess. But what if I do this?"
Gerard stared at him confused, "Do what-" But he was cut off by Frank, the kid he'd only known for not even five minutes, attaching his lips to his neck. "What the fuck?" Gerard gasped as Frank started sucking on his neck. Pressing his hands against the smaller teens chest, Gerard attempted to push him off but only failed as he felt Frank start to kiss all around his neck.
This went on for a few seconds before Frank was pleased with himself and pulled away, "You gonna punch me?" He asked with a scratchy voice.
Gerard stared down at him, his neck throbbing, "Please tell me you didn't leave a mark."
Frank only smiled, raising an eyebrow as he noticed the smile that was tugging at Gerards lips, attempting to break through.
Gerard was really pretty, and for the first time in his whole life, Frank wanted to kiss someone without a sexual desire.
"Stop staring at me you perv." Gerard spat, still fighting the smile that so badly wanted to appear across his feminine face.
But Frank didn't look away, he still stared at Gerard and Gerard stared right back. "Kiss me." Frank simply whispered, and before he knew it, his lips were on Gerards. It wasn't open mouthed or anything, it was just their lips pressed together as hard as they could manage.
"Fuck you." Gerard panted after they pulled apart from each other. Frank was so focused on the boy standing in front of him, he almost forgot that he was even at a party, Frank had never even felt that way before.
"I hate you, like a lot." Gerard said again, but Frank wasn't listening. Instead, he grabbed the taller mans biceps and crashed their lips together again. Gerard tensed at first, shocked at the sudden gesture, but slowly relaxed as Frank started to move his lips.
Frank couldn't take it, he was already hard just from looking at Gerard and they'd barely even kissed yet.
Shoving his tongue into Gerards mouth, Frank let out a moan. Their tongues fought for dominance as Gerards fingers slowly tangled themselves in Franks long black hair. Gerard knew this was wrong, Frank was a player, a fuckboy, and he knew there was no he'd actually caught Frank Iero's eye. Frank just wanted sex, like always.
Gerard had heard stories about Frank that were passed around school, he'd slept with almost every girl and every gay kid around, and Gerard didn't plan on being his next victim.
Gerard quickly pulled away from Frank, "No." He said and pushed the little fuckboy off him, having felt his boner against his thigh. "If you think I'm going to sleep with you, then youre fucking crazy."
"Aw baby c'mon-" Frank started to protest.
"Frank I said no god dammit!" Gerard snapped and pushed passed Frank making his way through the sea of drunk teenagers, he was almost to the front door of the house when someone grabbed his wrist. He turned his head slowly, coming face to face to face with Frank again, "Fuck off!"
Frank shook his head and placed his hand on Gerards hip, pushing him roughly against the wall. As if out of instinct, Frank pushed their lips together as hard as he could, probably bruising both of their lips. Again, Gerard placed his hands on Frank's chest pushing him back which caused their lips to separate. "Stop playing hard to get." Frank mumbled, his hands still rested on Gerard's boney sides.
"I'm not playing hard to get," Gerard hissed, completely pulling away from Franks death grip, "I just don't wanna be involved in your stupid game. You're a whore, and god only knows how many std's you might have."
"If you must know, I'm clean-"
"Yeah well I don't give a shit, okay? And I never will, so stay away from because I will never have sex with you. Get that through your thick skull." Gerard gave one last huff of frustration before giving Frank a glare.
Frank was speechless, and almost offended, no one had ever spoken to him like that. He stared at Gerard, his mouth dropped as if he were trying to form words, but they never came out.
"Exactly," Gerard spat, "You have nothing to say." And with that, Gerard left that hellish party, leaving Frank mesmerized.
For the first time in his whole life, Frank Iero had a crush on someone that he barely even knew.

Notes

what the fuck did i just write.
that!! moved!! really!! fast!!
but hey comment on the thing rate the thing and subscribe to the thing
gotta blast