--Gerard--
It had been three months, three months since I last saw or heard of Frank, my brother's been in contact with him and has made it evident that he spoke to him regularly, as much as I could see that Mikey tried to reassure me that Frank was okay- I wasn't convinced, and this drove me into a deeper and darker abyss, I could barely breathe at times, my issues had resurfaced and I had no-one to confide in, I didn't have someone to tell me that it'd be okay- which drove me to pick up the bottle again.
I was on my couch, in my shitty apartment, scrolling through the channels of the television- not that it mattered, there wasn't anything of interest showing, there never was.
My eyes were soaked and puffy, my throat burned from the alcohol I'd come to consume more than anything and ny head hurt in correspondence. Empty bottles scattered the apartment, I was covered in a layer of sweat, causing my once-bright red hair, now dull and greasy, to stick to my forehead, I was in nothing but a pair of boxers and I couldn't be bothered. As I was about to get up, for a much needed shower, the door bell rang, I sighed in frustration, stumbling over to the door before opening it. The person stood there sent chills down my spine, he made my heart flutter- a feeling I hadn't felt for a while, I couldn't speak- it was as if I had swallowed my tongue, I just stared wide-eyed at those hazel eyes of his.
There stood a smartly dressed Frankie, his hair was tamed and he had a extremely-flattering black suit on and a red tie which tied the entire outfit together perfectly, and there I stood, almost naked- coming to this realisation I became flustered and directed my gaze to the floor.
"Gerard- I came here to-" I interrupted him, not wanting him to finish.
"Frank, come back in an hour, I need time to get changed and clean up and just-" I cut myself off, "just be here in a hour." I then shut the door, I suppose he either stayed outside my door or he wondered off not too far, I had taken the time to clean up my apartment and get changed into something more appropriate, judging Frank's attire, I decided to wear a suit that I hadn't worn in a while, matching it with a red tie- because why not?
I finished up, having a few minutes to spare, I tried to neaten my hair, to which I failed and it ended up as messy as usual. I heard a knock at the door, assuming that it was Frank- to which I was correct- I opened the door more confidently, once again greeting him, he was still short as ever. He seemed to be on edge, almost nervous and I wasn't aware of what the fuck was going on, but I was going to go with it.
"Gee, we're going out for the night, let's go." I quickly nodded, grabbing the essentials and locking my door, soon then catching up with Frankie, who had a cigarette poking out on the side of his mouth.
What happened throughout the night was a surprise, he had organised a date- a perfect one to be honest, that's probably why he had kept so quiet and was talking to Mikes so much, he was doing research on what I had liked most, it would explain all of Mikey's odd questions on the strangest of topics, but I had to say, Frankie planned everything perfectly- as cliché as it was, it was the best night I had in a long time, even the pricks who'd yell out profanities at us didn't bother me at the least, and Frank had seemed too anxious to even notice.
It was approaching the end of the night when Frank decided for us to leave the restaurant, which was fancy as fuck, to go to the park, it was quiet, comforting and a soul wasn't in sight, we had taken a stroll through the quiet area as we approached our old school, and he had insisted that we break in- and how could I say no?
After wrecking the classrooms, we took a seat in the school's outdated library, and it was refreshing-the entire night had been a nice change from the alcohol and empty apartment.
"Gee, did you enjoy tonight?" He asked, while browsing at the old books, paging through them carelessly.
"I did, thank you. Why did you decide to do it?" I questioned, getting up from where I was sitting and I walked over to him, he stiffened and avoided eye contact.
"I figured that you wanted to have fun and I-" he sighed, closing the book and placing it back on the shelf, "Well Gee, I presume you want the truth, " he paused and I nodded, "I have taken a liking to you- more than I should and I can't handle it when you're in a bad place and I just cant bare the thought of losing you to-" I cut him off with a hug, he fell silent and soon hugged back.
"Frank, thank you, thanks so much, it means a lot and I-" he planted a small kiss on my cheek, and laughed, he managed to get out of my grasp as he pulled me by my arm out of the school, leaving it in a complete state, but quite frankly, we didn't care.
After our little adventure we soon returned to my apartment, he had kissed my cheek again, catching me by surprise-again. We said our goodbyes and then he was gone.
Author's Note:
Hello there, I apologise for not updating sooner and for the shitty updates, I've just been having pretty shitty days and things have happened and ugh-
Anyway, until next time, have a good day cx
