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DVD's And Smiles
6 Reviews... i can't actually explain it. i'll try. frank and gee face mikey in the pillow fight and DVD watching commenses :D
hey guys!!! i'm so sorry that i keep forgetting. i have no excuse...yeah. it's my fault :S anyway...heres me trying :D big thanks to Adrenaline_Bomb and my friends Abi And Jazz. And Also RoniIngram :) She's Not a Frerard Fan But She Helped Me Write This Chapter :D
Gerards POV:
i fell straight to the ground and heard mikey laugh with pride.
"shut up mikey!" i growled. mikey was so bloody full of himself. i picked myself up from the floor and regained my balance. i let my eyes re-adjust to the darkened room and scrambled to find my pillow to protect me. i could make out the silouette of my bed and a figure standing casually next to it as if it was mocking me. i waited for any sign of movement when suddenly someone struck me from behind.
"HA! take that mikey!" my attacker screamed. it was frank. i quickly pulled him off of me and laughed.
"frankie baby, it's me you idiot!" i grinned. even though i couldn't see it i was sure frankies face had turned a scarlett colour.
"oh..er... sorry gee!" frankie chuckled with guilt tainting his perfect voice. i smiled and kissed his nose sweetly. i felt my cheeks burn.
"aww gee!" frankie cooed as he slowly picked himself up from the floor, dragging me with him. we stood back to back and waited for movement. sure i'd fought with mikey before but never like this...it was somewhat creepy.
"mikes?" frankie whispered into the darkness, curiosity filling his voice. there was a shuffle near my closet and aprroached cautiously.
"GEE!" frankie screamed before silence with a few muffled murmers filled the room. i turned around and frankie wasn't to be seen yet the figure infront of me was still there. i strode up to the figure and knelt down to his level.
"MIKEY?! WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?!" i practically screamed at the figure i assumed was my brother.
"shut up." the figure spoke. his voice wasn't like mikey's. it was more gentle and boyish then mikey's. i diverted my gaze to the figures head. even in the dark i couldn't mistake that brown fluffy afro.
"RAY!" i squealed before the lights flickered on. i turned around to face the light switch and standing there was mikey and bob with frankie in a headlock with a brown potato sack on his head.
"way to ruin it by speaking ray!" bob groaned before releasing frankie and removing the sack from his head.
"what the hell just happened?" frankie asked with confusion tainting his voice. i found myself asking the same question.
"...weeelll..." ray began but was cut off by mikey.
"we deicided to play with your heads! and it was all too easy!" mikey beamed. frankie ran over to me with shock plastered all over his face. he tried to speak but words failed to come out of his lips.
"..you mean this was all a joke?!" i asked with a hint of rage in my voice. they scared the living shit out of me.
"yeah." bob smirked.
"DO YOU REALISE YOU SCARED THE LIVING HELL OUT OF ME?! BLOODY TEENAGERS!" i groaned. frankie giggled softly.
"y'know you're a teenager too right?!" frankie laughed.
"damn it. foiled again by super sleuth frankie!" i mocked before hugging him softly.
"ha, now...not to be too forward buuutt.... i'm bored now. terrifying frankie isn't enough. lets go watch a movie upstairs." ray sighed with a playful tone. we all mumbled in agreement and headed upstairs to the living room. all of us clutching some of my prized horror DVD's.
Frank's POV:
i grasped four of gerards DVD's tightly and i assended up the stairs. i followed ray through the small door frame and entered the living room. i heard someone rustling in the kitchen only to find out it was bob for he entered the room clutching a variety bucket of KFC and a small bag of popcorn. i felt my stomach twist as the aroma of the chicken filled the room. i started to feel ill and dropped the DVD's onto the couch.
"you okay?" bob questioned as he devoured a chicken fillet. the sight of that made me feel even more ill.
"Bob You Idiot!!" mikey scoled bob and hit him over the head with one of the DVD's.
"WHAT?!" bob yelled as he clutched his head.
"He's A Fricking VEGGIE!" mikey roared before sinking down into the couch. bobs eyes widened like the very first time the Way Brothers found out i was a veggie!
"oh dude! i'm so sorry!" bob mumbled as he rushed his words.
"s'okay...it's just cold chicken...ugh...it makes me feel so i'll." i coughed and shifted akwardly.
"sorry man! lemme throw it out!" he smiled weakly and headed into the kitchen, clutching the bucket of fatty chicken in his hand. honestly, who would eat stuff like that? ugh. i guess someones dislikes are the very loves of others. i still couldn't get my head around it. bob emerged from the kitchen holding a pack of dorito's and 6 pack of coca-cola. finally, some taste from the man!
"here, this better?" bob asked, unsure of his decision. i smiled and jumped onto his back.
"Perrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrfect!" i grinned, putting emphasis on the 'R'. bob shoved me off of his back and onto the sofa. i smiled and crawled over mikey to reach gerard.
"hello frankie!" gerard cooed as i wedged my self between the two way brothers. i smiled and pressed my lips against gerards, melting into a kiss.
"uh guys...not here." ray quickly muttered. me and gerard laughed softly and pulled away from eachother even though all i wanted was to feel his lips against mine.
"okay, what movie guys?" mikey grinned as he got up from his seat and aproached the pile of DVD's we'd abandoned on the floor. mikey held some up, each one a terrifying horror. as much as i loved the whole 'scary' look, movies like that scared me to death.
"let's watch that one!" gee chimed and pointed to dawn of the dead. bob, mikey and ray agreed and shoved the DVD into the player. i sunk into the couch and snuggled up to gerard, screaming and shaking every time a piercing scream played on the screen. great, i looked like a fricking coward infront of my best friends and the one i loved. way to look masculine frank i thought and mentally slapped myself. as the screams and growls of the DVD continued and drifted off into a terror indused sleep.
Gerard's POV:
i watched the blood and gore explode onto the screen. i was captivated that i hadn't even noticed frankie wasn't shaking anymore. he must of gotten used to it, y'know, the blood and such.
"aww, you okay frankie?" i cooed as the end credits rolled. frankie didn't reply. i looked down at him and smiled. his dyed black hair swamped his face and his pierced lips were bent in a frown. he eyes flickered gently as he slept.
"guys, franks gone to sleep, i'm gonna carry him down into my room." i smiled and scraped frankies tiny body into my arms.
"night gee!" mikey grinned as ray and bob waved me off, their eyes still fixated on the end credits. i smiled before turning around and carefully carring frankie down the stairs into my room. some would think it creepy to live in a basement, but not me. it was like my escape. i put frankie down on my bed and tucked him into to the covers, fully clothed. i didn't bother taking of my clothes, i was too tired. i wrapped my arms around frankies skeletal frame and smiled. i wanted to stay like this forever. just me and frankie laying in eachothers arms. perfection.
thanks for reading :) i tried to make it better then normal but i failed >.< i would like to take this time to thank all of you for reading and i can't wait to update next...but it will be later than sooner as i'm very busy :S sorry :( anywho, thanks for reading and please R&R :D i'll update soon, i'll try :)
Gerards POV:
i fell straight to the ground and heard mikey laugh with pride.
"shut up mikey!" i growled. mikey was so bloody full of himself. i picked myself up from the floor and regained my balance. i let my eyes re-adjust to the darkened room and scrambled to find my pillow to protect me. i could make out the silouette of my bed and a figure standing casually next to it as if it was mocking me. i waited for any sign of movement when suddenly someone struck me from behind.
"HA! take that mikey!" my attacker screamed. it was frank. i quickly pulled him off of me and laughed.
"frankie baby, it's me you idiot!" i grinned. even though i couldn't see it i was sure frankies face had turned a scarlett colour.
"oh..er... sorry gee!" frankie chuckled with guilt tainting his perfect voice. i smiled and kissed his nose sweetly. i felt my cheeks burn.
"aww gee!" frankie cooed as he slowly picked himself up from the floor, dragging me with him. we stood back to back and waited for movement. sure i'd fought with mikey before but never like this...it was somewhat creepy.
"mikes?" frankie whispered into the darkness, curiosity filling his voice. there was a shuffle near my closet and aprroached cautiously.
"GEE!" frankie screamed before silence with a few muffled murmers filled the room. i turned around and frankie wasn't to be seen yet the figure infront of me was still there. i strode up to the figure and knelt down to his level.
"MIKEY?! WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?!" i practically screamed at the figure i assumed was my brother.
"shut up." the figure spoke. his voice wasn't like mikey's. it was more gentle and boyish then mikey's. i diverted my gaze to the figures head. even in the dark i couldn't mistake that brown fluffy afro.
"RAY!" i squealed before the lights flickered on. i turned around to face the light switch and standing there was mikey and bob with frankie in a headlock with a brown potato sack on his head.
"way to ruin it by speaking ray!" bob groaned before releasing frankie and removing the sack from his head.
"what the hell just happened?" frankie asked with confusion tainting his voice. i found myself asking the same question.
"...weeelll..." ray began but was cut off by mikey.
"we deicided to play with your heads! and it was all too easy!" mikey beamed. frankie ran over to me with shock plastered all over his face. he tried to speak but words failed to come out of his lips.
"..you mean this was all a joke?!" i asked with a hint of rage in my voice. they scared the living shit out of me.
"yeah." bob smirked.
"DO YOU REALISE YOU SCARED THE LIVING HELL OUT OF ME?! BLOODY TEENAGERS!" i groaned. frankie giggled softly.
"y'know you're a teenager too right?!" frankie laughed.
"damn it. foiled again by super sleuth frankie!" i mocked before hugging him softly.
"ha, now...not to be too forward buuutt.... i'm bored now. terrifying frankie isn't enough. lets go watch a movie upstairs." ray sighed with a playful tone. we all mumbled in agreement and headed upstairs to the living room. all of us clutching some of my prized horror DVD's.
Frank's POV:
i grasped four of gerards DVD's tightly and i assended up the stairs. i followed ray through the small door frame and entered the living room. i heard someone rustling in the kitchen only to find out it was bob for he entered the room clutching a variety bucket of KFC and a small bag of popcorn. i felt my stomach twist as the aroma of the chicken filled the room. i started to feel ill and dropped the DVD's onto the couch.
"you okay?" bob questioned as he devoured a chicken fillet. the sight of that made me feel even more ill.
"Bob You Idiot!!" mikey scoled bob and hit him over the head with one of the DVD's.
"WHAT?!" bob yelled as he clutched his head.
"He's A Fricking VEGGIE!" mikey roared before sinking down into the couch. bobs eyes widened like the very first time the Way Brothers found out i was a veggie!
"oh dude! i'm so sorry!" bob mumbled as he rushed his words.
"s'okay...it's just cold chicken...ugh...it makes me feel so i'll." i coughed and shifted akwardly.
"sorry man! lemme throw it out!" he smiled weakly and headed into the kitchen, clutching the bucket of fatty chicken in his hand. honestly, who would eat stuff like that? ugh. i guess someones dislikes are the very loves of others. i still couldn't get my head around it. bob emerged from the kitchen holding a pack of dorito's and 6 pack of coca-cola. finally, some taste from the man!
"here, this better?" bob asked, unsure of his decision. i smiled and jumped onto his back.
"Perrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrfect!" i grinned, putting emphasis on the 'R'. bob shoved me off of his back and onto the sofa. i smiled and crawled over mikey to reach gerard.
"hello frankie!" gerard cooed as i wedged my self between the two way brothers. i smiled and pressed my lips against gerards, melting into a kiss.
"uh guys...not here." ray quickly muttered. me and gerard laughed softly and pulled away from eachother even though all i wanted was to feel his lips against mine.
"okay, what movie guys?" mikey grinned as he got up from his seat and aproached the pile of DVD's we'd abandoned on the floor. mikey held some up, each one a terrifying horror. as much as i loved the whole 'scary' look, movies like that scared me to death.
"let's watch that one!" gee chimed and pointed to dawn of the dead. bob, mikey and ray agreed and shoved the DVD into the player. i sunk into the couch and snuggled up to gerard, screaming and shaking every time a piercing scream played on the screen. great, i looked like a fricking coward infront of my best friends and the one i loved. way to look masculine frank i thought and mentally slapped myself. as the screams and growls of the DVD continued and drifted off into a terror indused sleep.
Gerard's POV:
i watched the blood and gore explode onto the screen. i was captivated that i hadn't even noticed frankie wasn't shaking anymore. he must of gotten used to it, y'know, the blood and such.
"aww, you okay frankie?" i cooed as the end credits rolled. frankie didn't reply. i looked down at him and smiled. his dyed black hair swamped his face and his pierced lips were bent in a frown. he eyes flickered gently as he slept.
"guys, franks gone to sleep, i'm gonna carry him down into my room." i smiled and scraped frankies tiny body into my arms.
"night gee!" mikey grinned as ray and bob waved me off, their eyes still fixated on the end credits. i smiled before turning around and carefully carring frankie down the stairs into my room. some would think it creepy to live in a basement, but not me. it was like my escape. i put frankie down on my bed and tucked him into to the covers, fully clothed. i didn't bother taking of my clothes, i was too tired. i wrapped my arms around frankies skeletal frame and smiled. i wanted to stay like this forever. just me and frankie laying in eachothers arms. perfection.
thanks for reading :) i tried to make it better then normal but i failed >.< i would like to take this time to thank all of you for reading and i can't wait to update next...but it will be later than sooner as i'm very busy :S sorry :( anywho, thanks for reading and please R&R :D i'll update soon, i'll try :)
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