GHOST

I walked to the door and opened it. "Hey Gerard! You ready?" He asked rocking on his heels. He changed into a pair of ripped black jeans, but he was wearing an inside out white t-shirt, then a cardigan. He pulled it off to be honest.

"Yeah, just let me get a sweater. Just in case." I answered.

"Okay, I'll be waiting." Frank smiled and I turned around. I grabbed an old treasure, my Misfits hoodie. Oh, those were the days, high school. Fuck, I hated that place.

"Alright, let's get going." I grabbed my wallet and keys, then held my coat on my forearm.

"Dude, we're just going down the hall." Frank commented as I closed the door and locked it.

"You never know Frank. I might complain and want to go out and have some nice food. Like pizza." I told him.

"Well, we can order pizza and pizza isn'-"

"Maybe I'd like coffee. They don't have deliveries for coffee." I cut him off. We walked down the hallway.

"True but you could make your own coffee. I also would like some help with getting stuff around in my apartment." He said, changing the subject.

"Okay but I better get something in return." I looked at him, smiling.

We arrived at his apartment and he opened the door. The place was similar to mine, kitchen and living room weren't in separate rooms. There was a sofa facing a wall where his T.V would be, then a small chair, fit for one. There were boxes laying around the apartment. A few on his kitchen table and another two on a coffee table. Frank led me to his bedroom and it looked as if his room was the only place unpacked.

"Why'd you bring me in here?" I asked.

"I don't know." He smiled.

"I didn't come here to do it. It's only like what, 1:30 or something?" I chuckled.

"I wasn't implying that but if you're up to it then-"

"No, no, I was kidding." I quickly interrupted him.

"Okay, but I think I'd like to get to know you more. So that's why I invited you to come and unpack with me. Basically help me get some of those boxes," He pointed outside his door, "and unpack them."

"While listening to music?" I asked, smiling.

"Yes Gee, while listening to music." He smiled, there he goes again.

"So, how long have we known each other?" I asked, I literally can't keep track of time, or anything of that matter around this guy.

"Um, about a week or so?" He answered.

"Huh, doesn't feel like it. It feels more like, months or possibly years!" I look back at him. Moving boxes and looking into some.

"I know, it's pretty strange. We have like a connection." He giggled after he replied to me, looking into the boxes I moved.

"Alright, where do you want me to put these?" I took out CDs of Frank's favorite bands.

"Um, on the coffee table please." He replied, looking back and forth at the CDs and coffee table.

"Okay." I walked to the table and set them on top. I turned around to get more but Frank was already behind me. "Woah, you scared me Frankie." I let out a chuckle.

"Sh, I want to do something." He shushed me.

Before I could respond, he leaned and kissed me. The feeling was back, stronger actually. I didn't want to stop again. It was too beautiful and full of everything I want. Frank was everything I want. We started to burn bright, I moved my hands to his lower back. Close to his butt but I tried not to touch it. Which brought him closer to me. He moved his arms up to my neck and we started to kiss more rough. But we both knew that it was more passionate, our mouths moving in-sync and we started to move. My body was against a wall and I didn't mind that Frank slammed me against it. I might have groaned in pain but it didn't matter. Then suddenly, my heart beat hard against my chest. Our lips disconnected and we looked at each other, smiling.

"Did you feel that?" He asked, was he talking about that feeling I had? I hope so.

"Yeah." I replied.

Notes

UPDATE babY! I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while but I swear I'll make it up by make-up smut! Maybe I'll include some smut soon...maybe...let's see where my imagination takes me...yo

-xo weenie