Frank's POV
Gerard's been really different for the past week. When I say different I don't mean it in a ..weird way I mean it in a 'hey, he's acting really nice.. which is strange' way.
He found out where I live, and he's been taking me to school with his brother Mikey.. I even gave them a key.
Gerard has yet to do anything extreme, so.. that's why he's different. And Frankly, I'm losing whatever fire of passion I felt for the strange boy. It's moved to a regular school girl crush phase.
My mom had to go back to rehab, and because I'm seventeen it's legal for me to be here alone, while the government pays for all my needs.. it's pretty embarrassing to get food stamps.. (a benefit from the government), but they are unlimited for three months...so I can buy slim jims whenever I want. Cool right?
I'd get into more detail, but for your sake, I shouldn't.
The image of my mother having a drug educed seizure isn't something I want to share with anyone, not even Gerard.. my only friend. So lets just leave it at that, this topic spoils my fucking mood.
Why'd did I even bring it up? Oh yeah, because everyone loves drama.

*RING-A-DING-DONG*

I wasn't asleep, but I do need that alarm. It tells me that in exactly twenty minutes Gerard will be here. In my kitchen, eating cornflakes waiting for me.
I lay on my bed, a hand behind my head and one on my stomach.
I wonder what Gerard would be wearing today. Maybe that green sweater he wore when we went to see a movie with Mikey. I wonder if he gelled his hair or left it messy today.
I wonder if he took my advice and was wearing a bit of makeup today..

All these thoughts instantly went to my dick. What can I say? I'm a male teenager. Do you expect me to do anything but masturbate? Maybe whine, but that's it.

I slipped the hand that was resting on my stomach under my sweat pants, and boxers. I took myself into my hand and started 'goin' at it..'

I moaned loudly and uncomfortably arched my back, to get the perfect angle of course.
I heard the front door, open, that didn't stop me, I still went like a champ. The feeling was empowering.
I heard distant sounds from downstairs. So, I tried to be quiet.. but my bed was kind of shaking.

After that I didn't hear anything from downstairs, so I went back to my previous routine, moaning and groaning. My own voice sending sparks to my cock. Gerard would probably like this, he wouldn't admit.. I know for sure, but he'd be totally turned on.

Fuck..fuck..fuck, this was the time. I moved to the edge of my bed and got on my knees, I put a hand behind me to support myself. I didn't want to get my cum on the bed, so id just discard it to floor. I always do this.

I moaned like a cheep whore, and the door flung open, just as my 'starfleet' left 'base'. Lucky for me, my bed is right infront of the door. And double lucky me, it's Gerard.

"SHIT!" I scream, he just looked shocked.
His eyes skirting me. I stare back at him like a deer caught in headlights, I spot something on his left arm. It's my cum.

My mouth flew open, he looked confused, then he realised.
I turned over, laying flat down on my stomach, looking away from him. I realise he can see my ass, but he's everything else so whats the use of being discrete anymore?

"Fuck my life." I mumble.

Gerard doesn't say anything. for awhile, I don't even know if hes there anymore. I turn to see him still standing there.. still completely shocked.
"So what, now I have to get dressed in front of you?" I groan, embarrassed.

I get up from my bed and.. well hold 'myself' until I reach a clean pair of undees. I slip them on and I hurry around, grabbing a regular brown sweater and blue skinny jeans.
I grab a pair of vans, because well you know.. cons are lame.

"I can't belive you just.." He mumbled

I face him, "You weren't supposed to be here."

"I thought you were being raped.. or something. Those were some brutal screams dude, like a cat or some other weird shit like that."

"Well, I..uh..."

Gerard moved his arm up and looked at my remaining 'Starfleet'.

"What were you thinking of anyways?"

I ran into the bathroom really quick and put in my piercings. "Nothin'"

"Didn't seem like nothing."

I walked back into my room and looked up at him, "Gerard. I came on you.. I think we shoud leave this subject alone."

He nodded agreeingly and smirked.

"What?"

"Whore" he giggled.

I pushed past him, and went downstairs to meet Mikey. Who greeted me with a hug. The Way's are huggers. It's kind of weird to be honest..

"Woah.. Frank no makeup." Mikey said surprised. I gasped. "Wait, I forgot, let me go put some on..!"

"No time." Gerard walked into the kitchen and poured some coffee into a mug for me. I'm guessing they already had theirs.

I frowned at them.

"Oh come on Frank, whats the worst that could happen?"

"People will know I'm not actually pasty."

"And they'll know you're actually a boy."

I darted them dirty looks, Gerard smiled. But Mikey kept his perfect pokerface.

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3rd Person POV

Frank and the boys entered the school, today was the day Frank didn't have his face painted for the demons.
Everyone was amazed, they didn't even recognize him. The guys asked if he was new, the girls asked if he was taken. Both answers were a no.

"Frank Iero." he told the stoner boys, they all jumped back when he said his name.
"Some spooky shit." one of them muttered. The rest nodded.

"How strange, everyone wants me for a friend or a fuck." Frank said baffled.

Gerard rolled his eyes, "Well fuck me gently with a chainsaw."

Notes

Who gets my 'Heathers' pun?

Nobody okay..

The name is Blue.
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