If It Means A Lot To You... (Frerard)

(33.) Since When Did Soup Become A Cockblock?

(((Penis)))

Me and Frank were just cuddling on the couch and being cute while waiting for my mom to get back.

The TV was on because Mikey wanted to watch some crappy new Nickelodeon show.

All the new stuff on that channel sucks ,anyways. The acting is just terrible

The door opened and I buried myself into Frank so no snowflakes fell on me again.

"We're back!" My mom shouted through the cabin. "I'm gonna make soup, that okay?"

I nodded and she smiled before running into the kitchen.

"Do you want to go to our room?" Frank asked, trailing his hand down my cheek.

I shivered and nodded. He grabbed onto my hand and pulled me up the stairs, and through the bridge.

As soon as we reached our room, I was pushed gently into the wall, with Frank attached to my lips.

I gladly kissed him back, running a hand up his shirt to feel his chest.

Frank groaned at the contact of my cold hand against his skin, pushing me back towards the bed.

We collapsed onto the mattress, and I tugged at his shirt.

He sat up to take it off when there was a knock on the door.

It was Cole.

She said, "Guys, dinner will be in two minutes, time to come downstairs."

Cole left, and Frank groaned sadly. "Since when did soup become a cockblock?"

I laughed at him and helped pull his shirt back over his head.

We exited the room and went to dinner, upset that we had been interrupted.

{ I realize this is vvv short, but it is on my ipod.

Im in san diego rn so i dont have my computer.

At least i got to update :)}

~ I have a big butt, whatevs~
Ari Thomas<3