Where's your heart?

Frank stands, telling Mikey and Pete it was nice to meet them and Mikey's face remains neutral as he tells Frank the same but Petes face betrays his anger, a simple "Yeah" being his response and I walk past Frank, leading him back to the front door. We both step outside, Frank remaining a few steps away from me and just as I feel the first hot wet tear hit my cheek he turns to look at me, his face dropping as he steps towards me and asks "Are you ok?" "Yeah, fine" I answer as I try to sniff back more tears but it doesn't work, my hand coming up to wipe my cheeks dry. "Don't cry" Frank says, stepping towards me and I shake my head, breathing in deeply and finally getting my tears under control. "I'm fine" I choke out, my voice still a little uneven and Frank shakes his head before he steps closer again and slides one arm around me, his hand resting on my lower back and the other comes up to gently cup the back of my head, pulling me against him and gently guiding my head to rest on his shoulder. "If it's me I'm sorry" he says softly and when I remain silent, my arms snaking their way around his waist he says "I don't want to push anything and I'd really like it if we could be friends." We remain silent for a few long seconds, Frank just holding me and I sigh softly, clenching my eyes shut before saying "I don't know how to feel, I think I really like you but I'm scared and..." My voice starts to shake the more I talk and Frank cuts me off, softly shushing me before saying "It's alright Gerard." "I'm sorry" I whisper softly, taking a deep breath before pulling away from him, Franks forehead creased in concern as he lets me go, our eyes locking as he reaches out and gently pushes my hair back off my face for me and instead of pulling his hand away when he's done he keeps going, stroking his hand down over the back of my hair until his warm hand is cupping the back of my neck and I decide that this is it, stepping forward and closing the gap between us, my eyes slipping closed as I lean in and seal my lips to his.

It takes a second but Frank starts to kiss back, just a slight moving of his lips under mine and with every second that passes all my doubts and confusion seem to flow out of me, being replaced with want and confidence and I part my lips slightly, feeling Franks part underneath mine, both of us gaining more confidence until just the tip of his tongue brushes against mine, his other arm sliding around my waist again and pulling me tight against him. I pull back from his lips just a little, removing the pressure but I can still feel his lips touching mine as I gasp in a quick breath before I press in again, Frank meeting me eagerly as we push it a little further, my mouth parting enough to let his tongue in and as our tongues move together my eyes slip closed again and I think about how similar but how very different this is to kissing a girl, the movements the same but the force feeling different, my body seeming to react differently too. We kiss for another few seconds before I pull back, breaking our contact as I gasp in another breath, my lungs burning slightly and when I open my eyes Frank is smirking at me, his eyebrow raising as he says "Did you use mouth wash?" "Um..." I trail off, giggling as I drop my gaze down, my cheeks heating up and Frank chuckles as his hand slides around from the back of my neck to under my chin, guiding my face back up level with his. We stare into each other eyes for a few seconds before I say "I think I need to take this slow." Frank nods, his eyes trailing down to take in my whole face before they meet mine again and he says "Whatever you need." "Do you want to come back inside?" I ask, feeling a little nervous about the answer but Franks face breaks out into a smile as he says "Yeah, that sounds really good."

Frank and I make our way back inside, my hand firmly entwined with his and as we take our seats on the couch again Mikey looks over and catches my eye, raising an eyebrow at me and I just smile and nod slightly, letting him know everything is ok. We start the movie again, Pete getting the lights and after a few minutes Franks hand slips out of mine, my face starting to fall until I feel it slide around my back and come to rest on my hip, Frank shifting his body a little before guiding me over into his side, my smile coming back as I tuck my legs up and make myself comfortable, my head resting on his shoulder. The rest of the movie passes with us like that, Franks body radiating the perfect amount of warmth and as the movie comes to an end Mikey pulls his phone from his pocket, smiling to himself before his face goes serious again and he says "Well would you look at the time? It's getting late, we should be getting home" before turning his attention on Frank and I, a small smirk spread across his lips. "It's not...." Pete starts, looking at the clock on the wall and seeing it's only 8.20 before realisation hits him and he says "Oh yeah, we better get home." I feel my cheeks start to heat up slightly as I turn my head to look at Frank he just smiles back at me, the look in his eye telling me he knows what they're doing. Mikey and Pete stand, Mikey glancing over at us again and I reluctantly remove myself from Franks side and stand too, telling him I'll be right back before I follow them from the room, both of them calling a goodbye to Frank on the way and once we're outside on the porch I raise my hand and gently hit Mikey on the arm. "What?" He asks, acting shocked and I shake my head as I say "Yeah, you're real subtle," making him and Pete laugh. Mikey steps over to hug me goodbye before pulling away and reaching out to ruffle my hair as he says "Be good, have fun" and both he and Pete turn and start walking down the stairs. I stand on the porch for a few more seconds, watching them go as I take deep calming breaths, getting my nerves under control before I go back inside, wandering into the living room to find Frank browsing my shelves of books and DVDs, his head turning to look at me as he hears me come in.

Notes

And so it begins....