Mom follows me to the door, she holds a bowl full of pasta. She really likes our stereotype. Obviously. "Lets go." she says, I regretfully open the door and start walking to the Way household.

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Mom knocks on the door, after about a minute a women opens the door. She has bleached blonde hair and a pink dress that falls to her knees.
She smiles. "Linda!" the women greets, she has a slang to her voice that Gerard lacks.

"Donna!" mom mimics. They hug and smile.

"That's Frankie?!" the woman skirts me with her eyes.

"Yeah!"

"Oh! he's so grown up!" she squeals running towards me. Giving me a tight squeeze.

I look at my mom, I'm confused and just really weirded out right now.

"Donna! Dear, it's been so long. I don't think Frank remembers you..!" Thanks.

Donna nods, "I was your mother's best friend in college.. when you were just little"

I nod, she steps away from the door, letting us come in.

"Gerard! Donald! Mikey!" She yells. I hear footsteps coming from the stairs. I break into a cold sweat, he's gonna see me looking like this.
They reach the end of the stairs, staring at mom and I. I look to the ground, avoiding eye contact with the people who were most likely judging me.

As Gerard walked down the stairs, he spotted people he didn't know.
A woman with caked makeup.. and a man. He walked down the steps, shocked to see who that man was. It was Frank. His eyes were glued to the ground. His cheeks were red.

"Gerard. Mikey. This is Frank.. Linda's son..!" she smiled and grabbed her husbands hand.
I looked at Gerard and smiled. He raised his eyebrows and smiled back.
Oh, I need a smoke.

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Mom walked over to Donna and her husband, I made a break for the door.
I closed the porch door shut and leaned against it, dropping to the ground. I grabbed my cigarettes.

As Frank lit his cig and watched the smoke defecate into the air.
Gerard was wondering why he looked so different. And where the hell did he go?

Gerard walked to the front door, he opened it. There was a loud thud and an "Ow!Fuck!" coming from beneath him.

Gerard looked down, Frank was on the ground, gripping at his head. "Oh Frank. I'm sorry.." Gerard mumbled, closing the door and sitting beside him.

---

"It's fine, we're fine" I mumbled, handing him my death stick. He smiled and took a pull.

"So, our parents know each other. "

"Apparently" I laughed. He handed me the cigarette, and watched as I let the smoke travel. Gerard bit his lip.

"So, you look different.." Gerard questioned.

"I look like Eminem."

"That's what I was thinking of!" Gee giggles, I smack his chest lightly.

"Mother dressed me."

Gerard looked at Frank's gold chain and thought about pulling it off him, then maybe passionately kissing him.. but he remembered Frank's status.
Instead Gerard just nodded and gave a little "Aah"

Frank smooshed the cigarette into the ground.

---

"You exited for day two?"

"No" Gerard laughs.

"Well, if they gang up on you again, I'll make sure to carry you to the swings.." I joke.

"Id appreciate that.." Gerard lays his head against my shoulder. I smile, he's not as awkward as he was two hours ago.

"Wish I could rip this stupid outfit off."

"Why don't you?" he laughs.

"I mean, I guess I could.. but..-" The door opens again, hitting both of us this time.

We both groan, "Really Mikes?" Gerard groans.

"Sorry, I had to get out of there.. hugging and kissing.. compliments."

"My mom have her tongue down your dad's throat yet?" I grumble. Mikey makes a "Hmph" sound.

"Frank right?" I nod

"I'm Mikey, Gerard's beloved brother. He brags about me all the time. Gerard Is obsessed with me."

"Bullshit" Gerard huffs.

Mikey looks at me and smirks. "The fag doesn't get sarcasm"

Before I could say anything Mikey hopped down the steps and walked out onto the road.

"Does your big brother always call you names?" I ask. He smiles. "My younger brother."

"You're so weak Gerard" Frank mocks.

"I know.." Gee sighs, he stares at me and smiles a bit. Such a cute smile.. I stare at his lips. His smile. Before I can look back at his eyes... his lips were on mine. With all the willpower I had, I couldn't stop. We locked lips for two minutes or more, until Gerard looked away.

"S..sorry.." he squeaks.

"What the hell.." he shivers at my words. I bring his head back to mine, I wait a second before I kiss him again. His eyes we're open, and he looked just as scared as he did before.

"..Gerard.."

"We've only know each other for one day Frank!" he yells quietly.

"Gerard. I'm not gay"

"Then why are you kissing me?"

"I don't know?! Because you wanted to kiss me.?..."

"No. I didn't!" he protested.
I started kissing his neck, he bit his lip to keep from moaning.

I started to held his bottom lip, so he couldn't contain himself, he basically screamed as I moved my kisses to his jawline. His hands involuntarily move to his, jeans. I move his hands, and sat on top over him.
I grind against him, his eyes rolling back into his head.

"Yes you do" I murmur, still bouncing on him.

Gerard started to get teary eyed. "So what if I do?"

"Nothing, it means nothing."

"So what.. like th-this n-n-never hap-ppened?' He bucks his hips into me through our jeans. I lay my head on the crook of his neck. He holds my hips down, eventually cumming.

"No this did, and it will probably happen twenty million times more.. but it means nothing. A kiss is a kiss Gee, we don't know any better."

"Are you still my friend?" he asks with genuine concern. I bring my head up from his neck, I frown.

"Yeah, I'm still your friend. Doesn't matter how many times we slip up, I'll always be your friend Gerard."

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My reflection dirty mirror
There's no connection to myself
I'm your lover I'm your zero
I'm the face in your dreams of glass
So save your prayers
For when you're really gonna need 'em
Throw out your cares and fly
Want to go for a ride?
She's the one for me
She's all I really need, oh yeah
She's the one for me
Emptiness is loneliness and loneliness is cleanliness
And cleanliness is godliness, and God is empty just like me
Intoxicated with the madness, I'm in love with my sadness
Bullshit fakers, enchanted kingdoms
The fashion victims chew their charcoal teeth
I never let on, that I was on a sinking ship
I never let on that I was down
You blame yourself, for what you can't ignore
You blame yourself for wanting more
She's the one for me
She's all I really need, oh yeah
She's the one for me
She's my one and only

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Notes

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i edited this, so of course there's a new pg-13 scene whom my original subscribers didn't get.