Frank's POV

It was five days til Christmas and I was home alone again. My mom's job always had her work crazy holiday hours. I hated it because she would always be too tired to celebrate so I would always spend my Christmas alone until I met Mikey and Gee. You could say I'm pretty much adopted into the Way family, but I don't consider Gee a brother. That would make everything so fucked up.

I walked out on my porch to attempt to smoke but it was freezing balls out there. I barely got two drags out of it before I flicked it into the dingy snow that covered the ground. As I walked in the house, I laughed at the thought of Ray being as plastered as he was at Bob's winter break party.

He told us he always heard about people being buried under the sand on beaches and wondered why no one ever buried themselves under snow. We tried to explain to him that it wasn't the same thing because snow would cause you to go into shock from being so cold. He went on about how we were a bunch of bitches and demanded we bury him, and of course we did. Got a video and all, but sure enough we had to go to the ER because he screamed about not being able to feel his body. He ended up being alright so now we're just waiting to see what genius idea that idiot comes up with next.

I sighed as stared at the black walls of my room, I refused to be stuck in this house all break. I threw on my hoodie and wrote a note saying I left for Gee's. I packed a bag because I knew I wasn't coming back and headed out. After about ten minutes of dying, I knocked on the door and Mikey answered. He gave me the nod and I returned the favor. I made my way to the basement where Gee was throwing a tennis ball against the ceiling. "Bored, huh?" I laughed when he looked up at me and forgetting about the ball until it came down in his eye.

"What's up man? Linda at work?", he asked as I sat down. I rolled my eyes and he smirked, "Of course she is. What've you been up to?" I told him not much except writing a few songs and whatnot. He let out a long groan and went back to throwing his ball on the ceiling. I couldn't help but gaze at him in his beauty, no matter how hard I tried to erase all past feelings I had for him, they always found a way to come back around.

"Hey guys.", said a delicate voice, we both turned around to Riley standing at the end of the stairwell. "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?" We both shook our heads and waved her in. When me and Gee broke down our situation to Ri, she accepted it right off the bat. We expected it would weird her out seeing that Gee now had a thing for her. "Oh not even, I love you guys and I'd be fucking stupid if I let that change that. I actually think it's fucking adorable.", she giggled.

Gee dropped his ball and sat straight up, "I fucking got it. I've got the greatest idea." Both me and Ri raised an eyebrow at him and he took that as his cue to explain.

**1 hour time lapse**

"Go ahead. Tell me how fucking amazing I am.", he gloated, but what our ears had just witnessed was pure liquid gold. He was fucking amazing.

"That's fucking genius dude. They're not gonna know what hit them.", I laughed. All of a sudden, I couldn't wait to be back at school. I don't think any of us could. Belleville High was about to have a rude fucking awakening and we would be the cause of it.

"My first and last year at this school and I get to be a part of the biggest shit show in the whole state of New Jersey. Fucking fuck yes.", Ri said chuckling.

We finished the night off with a six pack and reading Gee's collection of Creatures comic books. Ri headed out at about three, leaving me and Gee to have our so called rematch of D&D. "You're not gonna fucking win this time Iero. I promise you." I always knew when he was serious because that's the only time he'd call me by my last name. I defeated him once again and this time he knocked everything off the table and then proceeded to strangle me while I punched him in the face.

After gaining a bloody nose and handing out a busted lip, we called truce until the next game and turned on Nightmare on Elm St. No matter how much we loved horror films, there wasn't a movie that we didn't rip apart by criticizing the quality or the story line.

"Krueger looks like someone's grandpa who smoked meth for fifty years.", Gee hissed, "Aside from having a claw, you'd have to be the biggest bitch to be afraid of him. He doesn't even have a threatening voice! I sound like a nasally kid who hasn't even hit puberty yet and I'm scarier than him." Gee always had me in tears when I stayed the night. Shit, he had me in tears period.

I was drinking my last beer while Gee was on his sixth. He chugged the rest of it and sat it down. "Don't worry, I'm done. I promise.", he said because he saw the look on my face. He knew that even though I broke my half of the promise, that didn't give him the right to break his. His cheeks were a rosy pink so I knew he was drunk. He started ranting about how the only reason he used to drink so much was because his mom did it. He figured if it helped her while she was hurting, it'd do the same for him. The difference is that she knew how to control it, he didn't. He would drink until his eyes rolled into the back of his head. I couldn't tell you how many nights we spent in the emergency room because of him.

"I hated my life so much Frankie. Sometimes I still do but I have you guys now. You guys have no idea how much you mean to me. Especially you Frankie." , he slurred. I noticed what time it was and started picking it up so we could go to sleep. As I was picking up the game pieces and empty bottles, Gee grabbed me by my wrist.

"What's wrong Gee?", I asked as he smiled up at me. In an instant, he pulled me down on top of him and wrapped his arms around me like he never wanted to let me go. "Gee what the he-". And off the couch we went, I groaned as my back hit the cement floor. I had to get him to bed because it was getting ridiculous and rather painful. I pried his arms from around me, but before I could get up he latched onto me again. At this point I was starting to get aggravated, "Gerard! What the fuck is wrong with you?"

The next thing I know, his lips were against mine. I went through an initial shock, but before I knew it I was kissing him back. It's been too long since I've felt this and I didn't want it to stop. His lips traced my jawline and followed my neck down to my collarbone. I clenched my hands in his hair and let out a soft moan as he bit into my flesh. He sat up straddling my body and slipped my shirt off and then continued to relearn my body. It sent shivers up my spine when he outlined my Hope tattoo with his tongue. He came back up to my lips and pecked them softly, "I love you Frankie. I always have." He went to turn down the lights so I figured he was ready to go to sleep. As I was getting the futon ready, he spun me around and pushed me down onto it. This time I was the one to crash our lips together as his hands shyly explored the hem of my pants. His touch felt like ecstasy. No, even better, it felt like love and I couldn't get enough of it.

**2 hour time lapse**

I laid back trying to take in what just happened as I ran my fingers through
Gee's silky black hair. I smiled down at him when he cuddled closer against me and whispered to never let him go. "I won't, I promise." I kissed his forehead and closed my eyes.

I could feel myself falling in love with him all over again.