All I Want is What I Can't Have

It wasn’t until two weeks later that Frank and I were alone again. Rather than rush, I took him out for a small drive in the back roads. It seemed like he’d had a tough day; I guess being popular wasn’t all it was cracked up to be.

“Hey, if we’re gonna do this sex thing, shouldn’t we hurry since you have to study?” He asked, voice sounding far and distant. I lowered the volume to the music and sighed.

“I’m taking a break from studying today. What’s on your mind? You seem off,” I noted. He scoffed.

“Why the fuck would you care?” He growled. I raised my brow.

“Because I actually care. So what happened? You don’t have to tell me, either. You can just scream as loud as you want. No one lives around here and I’ll scream with you,” I suggested.

“Are you fucking insane? I don’t have a reason to scream and that’s weird anyways!” He said, crossing his arms. I shrugged.

“Well, the suggestion is there. Anyways, wanna come over to my place? My parents are gonna be out of town for the next week. Business shit or something like that.”

“Sure, whatever,” he mumbled. I started on our way back towards the town and to my house. I turned the music back up and hummed along to the song until we made it back to my place. “Is MIkey here?” He asked as he got out of the car. I followed suit, getting my key out from my bag.

“No. He’s staying the night at a friends house,” I answered. I unlocked the door and walked in, letting Frank in before shutting the door. “Are you thirsty or anything? I think we have some sodas in the fridge.”

“No, I’m good right now. So where’s this happening?” He asked. I rolled my eyes.

“Jeez. Can’t you at least be a little bit more emotional about it? Like attempt to make a mood rather than just hopping right into it,” I said, putting my bag down and taking off my shoes.

“Emotional? You’re the one who said this was just sex, now you want me to add some emotion to it?” He asked incredulously.

“Why are you acting like this?” I asked. “If you want to fuck me, then just do it!” I said, frustrated with his shitty attitude. He let out some type of growl and lunged at me, knocking me over onto the couch.

“Fine,” he said hungrily into my ear. I felt my face get hot at the sound of his voice. Immediately, he was rubbing against me harshly, causing these embarrassing ass moans to spew out of my mouth. He was grabbing all over me, and I couldn’t get enough of it. I pressed into his touch and immediately he pulled by shirt off of me. “I can’t wait to fuck you into tomorrow,” he moaned softly.

Had I not been extremely turned on, I would’ve laughed pretty fucking hard. Instead, I just smirked and pulled him back down into a hot and messy kiss. “Fucking do it, then,” I said as I tugged on his shirt. He instantly sat up and pulled it off. Frank by no means had abs or anything, but he was fit with a small amount of fat at his hips, and I loved it. I immediately took my own shirt off and was almost surprised at how fast Frank had managed to get his mouth on my nipples. I let out soft and breathy moans, my face hot.

“Ew, what the fuck?” I heard a voice say from behind the couch. Frank and I instantly pulled apart and sat up to see Mikey covering his eyes. “Dude, you have a room. Why are you trying to get laid in the living room where people live?!” He exclaimed. I smiled apologetically.

“I’m sorry, Mikes, I didn’t realize you were home. You said you were staying the night somewhere,” I answered. Mikey gave a sad look and I was promptly by his side, pulling my shirt on. I wrapped my arms around Mikey. “What happened?” I asked.

“We...We got into a fight and stopped being friends,” he said sadly. I held him tighter.

“How about we go over to his place and fix the problem?” I asked. Mikey shook his head furiously.

“No! He was saying mean things about you. I don’t wanna talk to him ever again,” he mumbled against my shirt, sniffling a little. I didn’t want to ask him what his friend was saying so I, instead, brought him over to the couch and sat down with him.

“Okay. How about you watch movies with me and Frank and order some takeout?” I suggested. Chinese food was MIkey’s favorite. He brightened up and nodded his head eagerly.

“Yeah!” He said, almost like a kid again. But he was only two years behind me. I turned to Frank.

“What movie do you feel like watching?” I asked him, nodding towards our movie collection, which was fucking impressive. He stood up, now redressed, and looked over the movies.

“There’s nothing but horror here,” he said, looking back at me.

“Yeah, we’re really into horror.”

“Um, I’m kind of not, so…” He trailed off. I rolled my eyes fondly.

“I’ll hold you if you get scared, okay? Just pick one that seems the least scary to you.” He glared at me but turned back to the movies and picked a random one. He showed it to me. Silent Hill.

“How’s this one?” He asked. I nodded.

“It’s not very scary. Like at all. You’ll see for yourself,” I answered. He put it on and took a seat next to me, closer than he would have. I guess Frank Iero really was scared. I put my arm around him and pulled him closer, earning a huff from his stubborn ass. I rolled my eyes and pressed start with my other hand before put it around Mikey and holding the both of them.

Was this actually a date?

Notes

Hello, all! Here's a chapter! Hopefully y'all'll like it! Comment, rate, subscribe and that would make me the happiest ever! Also, I feel like I should say something about the Melanie Martinez thing, but I never listened to her music. But to those of you that do, and that maybe even looked up to her, all I can say is that I'm very sorry something like this has happened, and that she would do something like that. No one knows the truth, but I would never shame anyone for coming forward about something as serious as that.

Much Love,
-OAIF <3