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When Gerard wakes the next day it feels like his world has been flipped upside down. There is a dull ache in his chest and he wonders vaguely if this is what heartache really feels like. His mind runs through a slew of plans that will get him out of school and having to deal with this cluster fuck of a situation but he knows deep down that he needs to just deal with it now.
He rolls over and grabs his phone. His thumb hovers reluctantly over Pete’s name in his contact list. Taking a deep breath he selects it and types out a message. ‘You have until Friday afternoon to decide what you want. Hope you make the right choice,’ it says. He gulps in air like he is about to dive to the bottom of the ocean and hits send.
...
The week passes slowly and everyone is on edge. Pete, Gerard, and Brendon do everything in their power to avoid each other during school. Mikey spends every free second plotting revenge on his brother’s behalf, and Frank is so nervous of the outcome of Friday that he feels like throwing up every time he see Gerard.
Thursday night it the worst though. He lies in bed staring at the ceiling wondering what Pete’s decision will be. He feels guilty when he finds himself hoping that he picks Brendon, and then chews his nails until his fingers begin to bleed as he thinks of what he could possible say to Gerard if that happens. This could be his big chance. He really doesn’t want to mess it up.
…
Friday at school flies by compared to the rest of the week. The moment of truth is suddenly upon all of them.
Gerard is standing tensely at his locker trying to look busy when Frank and Mikey come to meet him. They have decided to be there for support no matter what happens.
When Gerard finally spots Pete walking down the crowded hall way he is so ready to explode with nervous energy that he thinks he might go crazy. His stomach gives an involuntary flip, because shit, he has really missed Pete, but the feel good feeling fades just as fast as it came. Brendon is walking with him...
If Gerard could have disappeared he would have. He would have let the ground swallow him up whole. Instead he just stands there feet seemingly glued to the tiles trying not to look at the boys approaching him.
“Hey.”
Gerard’s breath catches in his throat as Pete greets him. He looks up at Pete sheepishly. His eyes are cold and hard and it makes Gerard flinch a little.
“Hey, “Gerard replies. His voice is soft and quiet.
Pete sighs heavily and gets straight to the point. He turns to Frank and Mikey.
“Could we get a little privacy?” he asks. They back away to end of the locker bay; glaring at him.
“Not going any further than this,” Mikey says. Frank can tell by his tone that it’s a warning.
Pete nods and turns his attention back to Gerard who is chewing on his lower lip.
“Gerard, this just isn’t working for me. I need certain things from a relationship and you just don’t seem to be able to give me those things. I’m really sorry but I choose to be with Brendon…” Pete states. It’s so cold and emotionless. Gerard can hear himself whimpering.
“Pete, please I’ll do anything. Please, just don’t do this to us,” Gerard pleads softly. He feels a twinge of anger at himself. He promised he wouldn’t resort to begging.
“I’m sorry Gerard. It’s over,” Pete says flatly. Gerard watches hopelessly as Brendon reaches out and takes Pete’s hand. He flashes Gerard a smug smile and turns pulling Pete behind him.
“Let’s go babe,” Brendon coos. Gerard wants to puke. He can’t breathe. He can feel his vison blearing.
Frank feels his heart beat pick up. Pete and Gerard are done. He feels a rush of happiness followed by a good dose of guilt. Gerard looks totally crushed and Frank can tell by how rapid he is blinking that he is fighting back tears.
He and Mikey exchange worried looks. Neither of them have the slightest clue what to say. Suddenly Gerard notices them staring and bolts for the closest exit trying to cover his face as the first hot tears begin to fall.
…
Mikey tries to follow after him but Frank stops him.
“Let me Mikey. You can’t always be the one to clean up the mess. Go home and try and relax. I’ll take care of him. I promise,” Frank says calmly. Mikey just stares at him then nods slowly in agreement.
They walk out the front doors of the school and pause before splitting up at the end of the sidewalk.
Mikey looks at Frank serious and foreboding before starting the walk to his house.
“Pete and his boy toy better hope I don’t run into them on the way home. You might see me on the news for murder,” he states darkly. Frank laughs nervously because he knows Mikey is totally not joking.
…
Frank finally finds Gerard three blocks away from the school in a small back alley. By now Gerard is a defeated mess complete with smeared eyeliner. He is setting on the ground against a brick wall, his knees drawn up to his chest sobbing violently into his arms. Frank doesn’t say anything he just plops down silently beside him and begins gently playing with his hair.
Gerard shudders at the touch, realizing that he is no longer alone. After a while the sobbing subsides to quiet sniffling and when Gerard finally looks up his face is red and tear stained. He looks at Frank sadly.
“I’m so stupid,” he whispers.
Frank frowns and places a finger to Gerard’s lips to shush him.
“Gerard, you are not stupid,” he says serious. “Pete however is a totally fuckin’ idiot.”
Gerard looks away and stares at his shoes.
“I don’t know what to do,” he states blankly.
“Stay over at my house tonight?” Frank suggests. Gerard just shakes his head.
“I just want to be alone.”
Frank sticks out his lip in a pout and puts on his best puppy dog eyes.
“Please, you’re my friend and I want to cheer you up,” he whines playfully. Gerard gives him a halfhearted smile. “We’ll do it up right I swear; junk food, horror movies, and my new comics. The whole nine yards,” Franks says excited. Gerard grins clearly sold on the idea now.
“Yeah, yeah okay,” he agrees. “Just let me call my mom.”
He whips out his cell phone and dials Mrs. Way. He lets her know what happened and where he will be for the night. She does her best to give him some words of encouragement and agrees to drop off a bag for him at Mrs. Iero’s.
“Thanks mom. I love you,” Gerard squeaks and hangs up. Frank stands up, brushing dirt off of his jeans and slinging his bag over his shoulder. He offers Gerard a hand and helps him to his feet. Gerard holds it the whole way home and Frank’s heart flutters so hard he swears it’s grown wings.
…
The sleepover is everything that Gerard hopes for and it does make him feel better. When they get to Frank’s house they greet Mrs. Iero quickly then head upstairs to sprawl out on the floor and read the newest comics like Frank promised. They are quiet for a long time just reading and enjoying each other’s company.
The silence is broken by Frank’s mom calling up the stairs that the pizza has arrived. Frank’s is veggie and Gerard’s is pepperoni and they stuff themselves silly before heading back upstairs to put on a DVD.
“Zombie or vampire,” Frank asks.
“Zombie,” answers Gerard smiling. Frank pulls out some b-rated flick that Gerard has never seen and they sit on the bed leaning against the wall. They watch about twenty minutes worth of the movie before Frank heads down to the kitchen to make some popcorn. When he comes back Gerard is in his sweats and t-shirt for bed. Frank sets the bowl he his holding on the bed side table and heads over to his dresser to change into his own pajamas.
He climbs back onto the bed and they continue to watch the movie. After a few minutes Gerard scoots closer and lays his head on Frank’s shoulder with a heavy sigh. Frank can feel his heart begin to beat faster; aware of how close they suddenly are.
“Thanks for cheering me up,” murmurs Gerard. Frank pats his knee and tells him he is welcome.
He figures now is a good time to get down to the nitty-gritty.
“Can I ask you a something?” he questions.
Gerard looks up at him and smiles. “Yeah.”
“Why did you stay with Pete so long?”
Gerard frowns and looks down, fiddling with his hands nervously. “I didn’t think anyone else would ever want me…” he whispers.
Frank’s heart is breaking for him. He reaches out with both hands and cups Gerard’s face so that he has no choice but to look Frank in the eyes. He strokes his cheeks gently with the pads of his thumbs.
“I want you,” he admits earnestly.
Gerard’s eyes go wide and he stiffens in Frank’s hands. “Wh-what? Really?” he stutters. Frank doesn’t answer, just leans in close like he has always wanted to and kisses Gerard full on the lips. When he pulls away Gerard’s eyes are still shut and he is wearing a serene expression on his face.
It’s now or never if Frank is going to ask.
“Gee, will you go to prom with me? You know…like as my boyfriend?”
It’s Gerard’s turn not to answer. He doesn’t open his eyes, just grins ear to ear and pulls Frank in for another kiss. Frank smiles against Gerard’s lips. He is 1000% sure that the answer is yes.
…
Neither of them can sleep and they have a lot of time to make up for which means lots of kissing and cuddling. Gerard is so excited he can’t stop smiling and blushing. He is going to his senior prom after all, and the cutest boy in the school, who is also his best friend, is the one who asked him out. He is speechless.
Frank is happy too but a little worried. He’s never had a boyfriend. Now he will have to come out to people. He pulls back from a long kiss and smiles feebly at Gerard.
“What’s wrong Frankie?” Gerard knows that Frank has something heavy on his mind.
“My mom doesn’t know that I’m bi,” Frank mutters blushing.
“Oh,” Gerard smiles. “Well, it’ll be okay babe. We’ll tell her together tomorrow. Don’t worry.”
Frank smiles back. “Does your mom know that you’re…” he trails off embarrassed to suddenly realize that he doesn’t actually know Gerard’s orientation.
“Gay.” Gerard finishes for him. “Yeah she says she has known since I was really young.”
Frank giggles. “So you’ve never like had a crush on a girl?” he asks curious.
“Well, just one,” Gerard admits. “We grew up together. I kissed her once in 5th grade. She told me after that she liked girls. I admitted to her that I liked boys. Wasn’t even weird, we just went back to being best friends like nothing happened. Leave it to me to crush on a lesbian,” Gerard grins. Frank laughs hard.
“Where is she now?” he asks once he catches his breath again.
“California,” Gerard answers. “I still miss her sometimes.” He gives Frank an intense look suddenly. “You’re my best friend now though,” he confesses. Frank leans in and kisses him like the rest of the world doesn’t exit.
“You’re mine too,” he breathes. He slides a hand up Gerard’s shirt and skitters his fingers against the soft flesh of his lower stomach. Gerard shudders, every nerve in his body suddenly on fire.
“Frankie…” he says his name like he is tasting it and fuck, Frank is instantly hard at the sound of it.
“Oh wow!” Gerard’s eyes fly open, wide with surprise at the erection suddenly drilling into his hip. Frank blushes a deep red and bites his lip playing with his lip ring.
“Sorry, it just turns me on when you say my name like that…” he says softly. He pulls Gerard on top of him. He savers every detail of the moment: how Gerard’s mouth tastes like mint from his tooth paste, the way his long hair tickles his face as Gerard straddles him to make out. He notes the way the boy whines helpless in his ear when he sucks and bites at his neck; pants when Frank begins nibbling his earlobe and stroking his sides with his fingertips.
Frank exhales heavy and realizes he’d been holding his breath. He reaches for the waist band of Gerard’s sweat pants and tugs gently. Gerard gasps and tenses up. He stares down at Frank and Frank sees pure terror in his eyes.
“Frankie I…I’ve never been that far.” Frank grasps the meaning slowly, his brain still hazy with desire. When the realization finally hits him he can’t help but ask a very important but painful question.
“Not even with Pete?”
Gerard shakes his head. “Not even with Pete. He wanted to. I wasn’t ready. Kinda why he cheated on me,” he says looking wounded. Frank reaches up and brushes Gerard’s hair from his face and tucks it behind his ears, strokes his cheek gentle and tender.
“I don’t want to just fuck you Gee. I want to give you affection. When I touch you I don’t want you to flinch. Ever. I want you to feel safe with me. If you’re not ready I’ll wait, cause honestly I’ve never been that far either.”
Relief floods Gerard’s face. Frank can’t help but grin up at him. “We can take our time, experience it together. I’ll be perfect babe. I promise.”
Gerard grins back. He feels butterflies in his stomach threatening to carry him away into the night sky. Frank is so sweet and perfect. Gerard knows that very second that he is falling for him. He’ll never be the same. Frank is giggling at the dopey expression on his face.
“Come here cutie, wanna kiss you,” he says pulling Gerard down to meet his lips. Gerard goes willingly because he is too in love to put up a fight. They make out slow and lazy until Frank drifts off to sleep. Gerard lies awake for a little while longer day dreaming about prom. All he can think is that it might just be the best night of his life and he can hardly wait.
Prom next chapter! :D
He rolls over and grabs his phone. His thumb hovers reluctantly over Pete’s name in his contact list. Taking a deep breath he selects it and types out a message. ‘You have until Friday afternoon to decide what you want. Hope you make the right choice,’ it says. He gulps in air like he is about to dive to the bottom of the ocean and hits send.
...
The week passes slowly and everyone is on edge. Pete, Gerard, and Brendon do everything in their power to avoid each other during school. Mikey spends every free second plotting revenge on his brother’s behalf, and Frank is so nervous of the outcome of Friday that he feels like throwing up every time he see Gerard.
Thursday night it the worst though. He lies in bed staring at the ceiling wondering what Pete’s decision will be. He feels guilty when he finds himself hoping that he picks Brendon, and then chews his nails until his fingers begin to bleed as he thinks of what he could possible say to Gerard if that happens. This could be his big chance. He really doesn’t want to mess it up.
…
Friday at school flies by compared to the rest of the week. The moment of truth is suddenly upon all of them.
Gerard is standing tensely at his locker trying to look busy when Frank and Mikey come to meet him. They have decided to be there for support no matter what happens.
When Gerard finally spots Pete walking down the crowded hall way he is so ready to explode with nervous energy that he thinks he might go crazy. His stomach gives an involuntary flip, because shit, he has really missed Pete, but the feel good feeling fades just as fast as it came. Brendon is walking with him...
If Gerard could have disappeared he would have. He would have let the ground swallow him up whole. Instead he just stands there feet seemingly glued to the tiles trying not to look at the boys approaching him.
“Hey.”
Gerard’s breath catches in his throat as Pete greets him. He looks up at Pete sheepishly. His eyes are cold and hard and it makes Gerard flinch a little.
“Hey, “Gerard replies. His voice is soft and quiet.
Pete sighs heavily and gets straight to the point. He turns to Frank and Mikey.
“Could we get a little privacy?” he asks. They back away to end of the locker bay; glaring at him.
“Not going any further than this,” Mikey says. Frank can tell by his tone that it’s a warning.
Pete nods and turns his attention back to Gerard who is chewing on his lower lip.
“Gerard, this just isn’t working for me. I need certain things from a relationship and you just don’t seem to be able to give me those things. I’m really sorry but I choose to be with Brendon…” Pete states. It’s so cold and emotionless. Gerard can hear himself whimpering.
“Pete, please I’ll do anything. Please, just don’t do this to us,” Gerard pleads softly. He feels a twinge of anger at himself. He promised he wouldn’t resort to begging.
“I’m sorry Gerard. It’s over,” Pete says flatly. Gerard watches hopelessly as Brendon reaches out and takes Pete’s hand. He flashes Gerard a smug smile and turns pulling Pete behind him.
“Let’s go babe,” Brendon coos. Gerard wants to puke. He can’t breathe. He can feel his vison blearing.
Frank feels his heart beat pick up. Pete and Gerard are done. He feels a rush of happiness followed by a good dose of guilt. Gerard looks totally crushed and Frank can tell by how rapid he is blinking that he is fighting back tears.
He and Mikey exchange worried looks. Neither of them have the slightest clue what to say. Suddenly Gerard notices them staring and bolts for the closest exit trying to cover his face as the first hot tears begin to fall.
…
Mikey tries to follow after him but Frank stops him.
“Let me Mikey. You can’t always be the one to clean up the mess. Go home and try and relax. I’ll take care of him. I promise,” Frank says calmly. Mikey just stares at him then nods slowly in agreement.
They walk out the front doors of the school and pause before splitting up at the end of the sidewalk.
Mikey looks at Frank serious and foreboding before starting the walk to his house.
“Pete and his boy toy better hope I don’t run into them on the way home. You might see me on the news for murder,” he states darkly. Frank laughs nervously because he knows Mikey is totally not joking.
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Frank finally finds Gerard three blocks away from the school in a small back alley. By now Gerard is a defeated mess complete with smeared eyeliner. He is setting on the ground against a brick wall, his knees drawn up to his chest sobbing violently into his arms. Frank doesn’t say anything he just plops down silently beside him and begins gently playing with his hair.
Gerard shudders at the touch, realizing that he is no longer alone. After a while the sobbing subsides to quiet sniffling and when Gerard finally looks up his face is red and tear stained. He looks at Frank sadly.
“I’m so stupid,” he whispers.
Frank frowns and places a finger to Gerard’s lips to shush him.
“Gerard, you are not stupid,” he says serious. “Pete however is a totally fuckin’ idiot.”
Gerard looks away and stares at his shoes.
“I don’t know what to do,” he states blankly.
“Stay over at my house tonight?” Frank suggests. Gerard just shakes his head.
“I just want to be alone.”
Frank sticks out his lip in a pout and puts on his best puppy dog eyes.
“Please, you’re my friend and I want to cheer you up,” he whines playfully. Gerard gives him a halfhearted smile. “We’ll do it up right I swear; junk food, horror movies, and my new comics. The whole nine yards,” Franks says excited. Gerard grins clearly sold on the idea now.
“Yeah, yeah okay,” he agrees. “Just let me call my mom.”
He whips out his cell phone and dials Mrs. Way. He lets her know what happened and where he will be for the night. She does her best to give him some words of encouragement and agrees to drop off a bag for him at Mrs. Iero’s.
“Thanks mom. I love you,” Gerard squeaks and hangs up. Frank stands up, brushing dirt off of his jeans and slinging his bag over his shoulder. He offers Gerard a hand and helps him to his feet. Gerard holds it the whole way home and Frank’s heart flutters so hard he swears it’s grown wings.
…
The sleepover is everything that Gerard hopes for and it does make him feel better. When they get to Frank’s house they greet Mrs. Iero quickly then head upstairs to sprawl out on the floor and read the newest comics like Frank promised. They are quiet for a long time just reading and enjoying each other’s company.
The silence is broken by Frank’s mom calling up the stairs that the pizza has arrived. Frank’s is veggie and Gerard’s is pepperoni and they stuff themselves silly before heading back upstairs to put on a DVD.
“Zombie or vampire,” Frank asks.
“Zombie,” answers Gerard smiling. Frank pulls out some b-rated flick that Gerard has never seen and they sit on the bed leaning against the wall. They watch about twenty minutes worth of the movie before Frank heads down to the kitchen to make some popcorn. When he comes back Gerard is in his sweats and t-shirt for bed. Frank sets the bowl he his holding on the bed side table and heads over to his dresser to change into his own pajamas.
He climbs back onto the bed and they continue to watch the movie. After a few minutes Gerard scoots closer and lays his head on Frank’s shoulder with a heavy sigh. Frank can feel his heart begin to beat faster; aware of how close they suddenly are.
“Thanks for cheering me up,” murmurs Gerard. Frank pats his knee and tells him he is welcome.
He figures now is a good time to get down to the nitty-gritty.
“Can I ask you a something?” he questions.
Gerard looks up at him and smiles. “Yeah.”
“Why did you stay with Pete so long?”
Gerard frowns and looks down, fiddling with his hands nervously. “I didn’t think anyone else would ever want me…” he whispers.
Frank’s heart is breaking for him. He reaches out with both hands and cups Gerard’s face so that he has no choice but to look Frank in the eyes. He strokes his cheeks gently with the pads of his thumbs.
“I want you,” he admits earnestly.
Gerard’s eyes go wide and he stiffens in Frank’s hands. “Wh-what? Really?” he stutters. Frank doesn’t answer, just leans in close like he has always wanted to and kisses Gerard full on the lips. When he pulls away Gerard’s eyes are still shut and he is wearing a serene expression on his face.
It’s now or never if Frank is going to ask.
“Gee, will you go to prom with me? You know…like as my boyfriend?”
It’s Gerard’s turn not to answer. He doesn’t open his eyes, just grins ear to ear and pulls Frank in for another kiss. Frank smiles against Gerard’s lips. He is 1000% sure that the answer is yes.
…
Neither of them can sleep and they have a lot of time to make up for which means lots of kissing and cuddling. Gerard is so excited he can’t stop smiling and blushing. He is going to his senior prom after all, and the cutest boy in the school, who is also his best friend, is the one who asked him out. He is speechless.
Frank is happy too but a little worried. He’s never had a boyfriend. Now he will have to come out to people. He pulls back from a long kiss and smiles feebly at Gerard.
“What’s wrong Frankie?” Gerard knows that Frank has something heavy on his mind.
“My mom doesn’t know that I’m bi,” Frank mutters blushing.
“Oh,” Gerard smiles. “Well, it’ll be okay babe. We’ll tell her together tomorrow. Don’t worry.”
Frank smiles back. “Does your mom know that you’re…” he trails off embarrassed to suddenly realize that he doesn’t actually know Gerard’s orientation.
“Gay.” Gerard finishes for him. “Yeah she says she has known since I was really young.”
Frank giggles. “So you’ve never like had a crush on a girl?” he asks curious.
“Well, just one,” Gerard admits. “We grew up together. I kissed her once in 5th grade. She told me after that she liked girls. I admitted to her that I liked boys. Wasn’t even weird, we just went back to being best friends like nothing happened. Leave it to me to crush on a lesbian,” Gerard grins. Frank laughs hard.
“Where is she now?” he asks once he catches his breath again.
“California,” Gerard answers. “I still miss her sometimes.” He gives Frank an intense look suddenly. “You’re my best friend now though,” he confesses. Frank leans in and kisses him like the rest of the world doesn’t exit.
“You’re mine too,” he breathes. He slides a hand up Gerard’s shirt and skitters his fingers against the soft flesh of his lower stomach. Gerard shudders, every nerve in his body suddenly on fire.
“Frankie…” he says his name like he is tasting it and fuck, Frank is instantly hard at the sound of it.
“Oh wow!” Gerard’s eyes fly open, wide with surprise at the erection suddenly drilling into his hip. Frank blushes a deep red and bites his lip playing with his lip ring.
“Sorry, it just turns me on when you say my name like that…” he says softly. He pulls Gerard on top of him. He savers every detail of the moment: how Gerard’s mouth tastes like mint from his tooth paste, the way his long hair tickles his face as Gerard straddles him to make out. He notes the way the boy whines helpless in his ear when he sucks and bites at his neck; pants when Frank begins nibbling his earlobe and stroking his sides with his fingertips.
Frank exhales heavy and realizes he’d been holding his breath. He reaches for the waist band of Gerard’s sweat pants and tugs gently. Gerard gasps and tenses up. He stares down at Frank and Frank sees pure terror in his eyes.
“Frankie I…I’ve never been that far.” Frank grasps the meaning slowly, his brain still hazy with desire. When the realization finally hits him he can’t help but ask a very important but painful question.
“Not even with Pete?”
Gerard shakes his head. “Not even with Pete. He wanted to. I wasn’t ready. Kinda why he cheated on me,” he says looking wounded. Frank reaches up and brushes Gerard’s hair from his face and tucks it behind his ears, strokes his cheek gentle and tender.
“I don’t want to just fuck you Gee. I want to give you affection. When I touch you I don’t want you to flinch. Ever. I want you to feel safe with me. If you’re not ready I’ll wait, cause honestly I’ve never been that far either.”
Relief floods Gerard’s face. Frank can’t help but grin up at him. “We can take our time, experience it together. I’ll be perfect babe. I promise.”
Gerard grins back. He feels butterflies in his stomach threatening to carry him away into the night sky. Frank is so sweet and perfect. Gerard knows that very second that he is falling for him. He’ll never be the same. Frank is giggling at the dopey expression on his face.
“Come here cutie, wanna kiss you,” he says pulling Gerard down to meet his lips. Gerard goes willingly because he is too in love to put up a fight. They make out slow and lazy until Frank drifts off to sleep. Gerard lies awake for a little while longer day dreaming about prom. All he can think is that it might just be the best night of his life and he can hardly wait.
Prom next chapter! :D
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