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What did i tell you?
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What did I tell you?
Part 1
I stood alone again. The outcast of society. I fiddled with his lip ring to occupy his time, waiting - waiting - waiting, how long could Mikey be. He checked his watch, 4:15 ten minutes late again, its just band practise where is he? Fiddle fiddle fiddle that's all he seemed to do these days, he had no clubs and no friends apart from Mikey and Gerard but 1) Mikey was at band practise and 2) Gerard was with his girlfriend. Straight God. I finally decided to ring Mikey.
"Where are you."
"Can't speak Frank, five mins. Meet me outside my house."
"Oka.." He hung up, what was so important
I walked up to the Way household and knocked on the door, no answer, he knocked again. Finally Mikey opened the door.
"Seriously what were you doing?" We began to walk
"Discussing."
"Discussing what?"
"Stuff"
"What stuff"
"Only band members can be told." He winked "Top secret"
"Mikes not this again, for the last time i'm not going to play my guitar for you stupid band.
He pulled his fingers across his lips in a zipping motion across his lips and three the invisible 'key' behind him.
Great. We walked in silence until we got the the cafe. I ordered an americano and so did he. Much sophisticated.
"So why did you want to talk Frank."
"I don't really know. I hate being an outcast sometime i have literally nothing to do anymore."
"You could join." I slapped him
"For godsakes no Mikey.
"OW What the fuck, i was only teasing."
"Well maybe i don't want to be teased." I stuck my lip in that childish pout i always did.
"Aww is little Franky getting cranky." he mocked and pinched my cheek.
"Im not that much younger than you. you toddler." Why am i so bad at comebacks. I sipped the bitter coffee and listened to Mikey talk about the music, the band was producing and how famous they were going to be. Sad acts. I found it pathetic how someone could devote so much of there lives to one small stupid thing.
Mikey walked me back to my house, right up to the door. I let myself in. We leaned in for a kiss. Just a small peck on the lips. nothing much.
"Love you mikey." i whispered into his ear
"Love you to Frank" He walked back and waved.
Oh did i mention why i was an outcast. I was gay, in fact Mikey was my boyfriend.
What did I tell you?
Part 1
I stood alone again. The outcast of society. I fiddled with his lip ring to occupy his time, waiting - waiting - waiting, how long could Mikey be. He checked his watch, 4:15 ten minutes late again, its just band practise where is he? Fiddle fiddle fiddle that's all he seemed to do these days, he had no clubs and no friends apart from Mikey and Gerard but 1) Mikey was at band practise and 2) Gerard was with his girlfriend. Straight God. I finally decided to ring Mikey.
"Where are you."
"Can't speak Frank, five mins. Meet me outside my house."
"Oka.." He hung up, what was so important
I walked up to the Way household and knocked on the door, no answer, he knocked again. Finally Mikey opened the door.
"Seriously what were you doing?" We began to walk
"Discussing."
"Discussing what?"
"Stuff"
"What stuff"
"Only band members can be told." He winked "Top secret"
"Mikes not this again, for the last time i'm not going to play my guitar for you stupid band.
He pulled his fingers across his lips in a zipping motion across his lips and three the invisible 'key' behind him.
Great. We walked in silence until we got the the cafe. I ordered an americano and so did he. Much sophisticated.
"So why did you want to talk Frank."
"I don't really know. I hate being an outcast sometime i have literally nothing to do anymore."
"You could join." I slapped him
"For godsakes no Mikey.
"OW What the fuck, i was only teasing."
"Well maybe i don't want to be teased." I stuck my lip in that childish pout i always did.
"Aww is little Franky getting cranky." he mocked and pinched my cheek.
"Im not that much younger than you. you toddler." Why am i so bad at comebacks. I sipped the bitter coffee and listened to Mikey talk about the music, the band was producing and how famous they were going to be. Sad acts. I found it pathetic how someone could devote so much of there lives to one small stupid thing.
Mikey walked me back to my house, right up to the door. I let myself in. We leaned in for a kiss. Just a small peck on the lips. nothing much.
"Love you mikey." i whispered into his ear
"Love you to Frank" He walked back and waved.
Oh did i mention why i was an outcast. I was gay, in fact Mikey was my boyfriend.
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