--Frank--
I was at an utter loss for words, I pulled away, pushing Gerard away as I slid out from his firm grip. I stared at him, he seriously thinks that he can just do that? I have fucking standards.
His expression however fell, revealing hurt, my heart dropped, but I couldn't give in.
I gathered my few belongings and rushed out of the building, leaving Gerard, not turning to look back, not even once.
I stopped at a record store, looking through old punk bands, I browsed through the collection before someone interrupted me, I looked up at the man who had been clearing his throat. My eyes met with another pair of hazel-colored orbs, this man was absolutely beautiful, his jawline was extremely defined, his nose was slightly pointed, but attractive nonetheless and his glasses were slightly crooked.
I set down the vinyl that I'd been firmly clasping and gave him my full attention.
"Frank? That's you? How've you been?" He questioned, I gave a small smile and replied, "I've been good thanks, how about you, Mikey?" He returned the smile, resting his hands on his hips as he scanned the room before replying, "Im good thanks, you want to come over to catch up or?" I hesitated, he was a former bully, but he seemed nice enough, but didn't he live with Gerard- I was cut off, "Gerard and I don't live together, c'me on." He took my hand and pulled me along, out of the book store and we eventually reached his apartment.
We sat in comfort, catching up on what we've missed, he had apologised countless times for being a dick in high school, I forgave him, I did when I left the hell hole. The topic then drifted over to relationships, he informed me that he was queer and I had to hand it to him, he was good at hiding this, I on the other hand, was a flaming homosexual.
Things slowly progressed as it became night, we flowed into a casual conversation, but Mikey wouldn't keep his hands to himself, I didn't mind as he was extremely attractive, but he was Gerard's brother and I couldn't do that.
"Frank please, " he begged as he tugged on my shirt.
"Mikey I can't, you understand why-" he cut me off, he had a habit of doing this. "You aren't with Gee! You can do this." He insisted, I eventually gave in as we became more physical.
Mikey had taken his glasses off and I took my jacket off, it was getting awfully hot in his apartment, we engaged in a small make-out session, it was a start.
We moved on to a full-blown make-out session as we began to remove our clothing, given that I was intoxicated from all the alcohol Mikey had given me, I wasn't thinking all too clearly.
After we stumbled into Mikey's bedroom, the rest was a blur, a frenzy of heat, passion and lust, unfortunately I cant remember any details.
But I remembered waking up next to Mikey, I placed a kiss on his forehead, his eyes fluttered open at the contact.
"Thanks Frankie." The way he said my name made my heart flutter.
"No problem Mikes." I replied, earning a cute smile from the younger Way.
I had left Mikey's apartment in a rush, worried about what my dad thought, I hadn't told him that I was staying at Mikey's, then again, I wasn't given a chance.
Oh how messed up this has all become.
Author's Note:
THIS IS A FRERARD I PROMISE IT'LL COME. and I will be involving details in the future, but this is all for now, huge thanks to my beloved, GerardsPinky she's amazing and you should go read her fics bc they're awesome and- hghhehshsjwvjsvwj
That is all.
