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

(50.) Gay Prom

(((I haven't stopped listening to blink-182 in a few days, I think I have a problem)))

I shared a giant plate of chow mein with Frank. I didn't like the vegetables in it, so he ate them for me.

The vegetables were just to gross. I hated the way they crunched when I chewed them.

We finished our food and walked back to the limo. I was very nervous about prom.

What if there were assholes there that ruined me and Frank's night?

I'd beat the shit out of anyone that made fun of us. Even though I'm skinny as hell.

Frank and I spent the whole drive kissing and pouring cider into each other's mouths. We hardly talked.

The limo stopped again and I knew we'd arrived at prom. Frank removed his lips from mine and grabbed my hand, grinning widely.

"You ready?" He squeezed my hand.

"Hell yeah," I breathed. The driver opened the door and Frank got out first, then helped me out.

I smiled at the driver, and he smiled back. He smelled like chicken.

The whole place was filled with purple and orange light, and there were girls with giant dresses walking inside holding the hands of their boyfriends.

Me and Frank walked in hand in hand, and stared around the room.

There were people dancing happily, laughing and drinking punch from the table.

Vincent and Joshua were smudging tiny cupcakes into their mouths.

I nudged Frank's side and pointed over to them. He nodded and we walked over to my best friends.

"Hi Gerard!" Vincent squeaked through a mouth full of cupcake. He gave me a big hug and Joshua smiled at me.

"These cupcakes are fucking amazing, here," Joshua shoved two into my hand. I turned to Frank.

"Open your mouth," I said, holding a cupcake up to him.

"That's very dirty, baby," Frank laughed when I put the cupcake into his mouth. I slapped his arm.

"Your so gross Frank!" He just giggled and looped his arm through mine.

"Let us go dance, then, shall we?" I nodded and we walked of towards the dance floor together.

The music was some really crappy pop song, but I didn't care. As long as I got to dance with my boyfriend.

Hi

So I wrote this, and it's like ten in the morning.

Also, I really like pandas, so idk I just felt the need to say that.

Story is almost done, *Pete Wentz screaming in the distance*

Also, when I finish this, it won't have a sequel, and you'll find out why *cri*

Ilysm 8==============================================D (edit: please stop this, Tom)

~ I have a big butt, whatevs

Ari Thomas<3