Franks POV
It was finally Sunday. My only day off in the whole week, well at least it was supposed to be. It was then that I got a call from my manager, Ray. I sluggishly reached my hand over to grab my phone off of the bed side table and clicked the answer button. "What the fuck do you want?" I snapped at him despite the fact that only moments ago I was sleeping peacefully.
"You won't be saying that once you hear what I have lined up for you" I could pratically hear the smirk I knew he would be wearing. I groaned while slowly rising into a sitting position on my mattress and crossed my legs under me. "It took a lot of work but I finally got him and his manager to agree. This will really boost your popularity Frank and you better be grateful I put a lot of work into getting you this set up" He rambled on the other end of the phone.
"Wait, slow the fuck down Ray. What exactly did you set up for me?" I was far too tired to think about this right now. I turned my head and glanced at the clock. 6:00am. "You woke me up at 6 in the morning to tell me about some new work you have lined up for me? Really?" I asked incredusly.
Ever since I was about ten years old I had always wanted to be a photographer. I hadn't gone to university and chose to take up work at a photography studio called Stump and Wentz. I started out by setting up equipment for the other photographers there and slowly but surely I had worked my way up. At first it was taking photos of things that held little interest to me such as flowers and clothing but it was all worth it when I had gotten my first shot at working with an actual model. I was twenty five now and I was only just starting to work with popular more noticed models in the industury.
"Well, at first I wasn't very hopeful when I first called them up but they actually agreed to it! Im so excited for you Frank but let me tell you, if you screw this up it could be the end of your career" By now I was nervous, just who had he set me up to photograph? "I set you up with Gerard, yes as in the Gerard Way." I was stunned. I had only just started to work with models half his popularity. I was so nervous. I had always thought he was truly beautiful, he was so raw, so human in his pictures. I was honored he had actually agreed to work with an unknown photographer like me.
"Oh god. Ray you didn't, that must of taken you ages to set up. When is the photoshoot? Which magazine are we shooting it for?" I was so grateful for Ray, he was my manager but he was also my best friend. I had known Ray since I had started working at Stump and Wentz, we were both newbies together and we had instantly clicked. I owed a lot to Ray, he worked his ass off trying to set me up with the latest and greatest models but this was his greatest feet so far.
He chuckled softly before say, "Well you see, I know it's your day off and all but today was the only day Gerard could make it. He's fully booked until three months from now. The magazine shoot is for Pamper and Glory, you know it don't you? What am I saying of course you do! I'm such a good manager." I laughed at his antics while dragging myself hurridly out of bed.
"What time is the shoot?" I asked while searching through my wardrobe for something presentable to wear.
"It's at ten and it's at the local studio, I'll meet you there soon. Bye." I heard the line disconnect while I set my black tight skinny jeans and my Green Day t-shirt down on my unmade bed before walking into my ensuite bathroom. I pulled off my pajama bottoms and hopped into the shower as I hadn't put a top on last night due to the heat wave that had happened during the course of the week. I turned up the heat to full and just stood there for a while. I glanced at my body, I scratched and I scratched like I was trying to rip off the skin and once it was off a new, better me would appear. I had no such luck. I turned off the shower and stepped out while I wrapped a towl around myself. I took a peek at myself in the mirror to see that my skin was red and had small, slightly noticable scratch marks on it. I sighed and left the bathroom. Looking at the clock and noticed it was 7:45am, I then hurriedly yanked on my clothing. I rushed back into the bath room to quickly towl dry my hair and apply my black eyeliner. Picking up my phone and keys I left my appartment and scurried down three flights of stairs to get to the ground floor, I dashed to my car and once unlocking it I slammed the door shut and drove to the nearest coffee shop. I looked at the dashboard and noticed it was 8:30 when I pulled up into the nearest free parking space and pratically sprinted into the small, desolate coffee shop. I order my drink and awaited it's arrival. The girl behind the counter who had taken my order, her name appeared to be Sophie as it was stated on her name tag, kept giving me flirtatious looks from beneath her eyelashes. I had to admit she was very pretty and I'm sure any guy would of jumped at the chance to be with her but I was gay, had been since I was fifteen and will be for ever I suppose. Once she had handed me the coffee I sent her a small smile and scampered back to my car and carried on my way to the photo studio.
Upon arriving at 9:00, I immediately began to set up my equipment. The group of people that set up the wardrobe for the model and set up the back drop where already there and were getting prepped. The sensation of being watched presented itself to me and I turned around, expecting to see Ray. There stood Gerard Way looking me up and down in a manner that I guessed was curiosity but I may of been wrong. Once he had realised I had caught him staring he smirked at me and turned away. I took this oppertunity to check him out a little, He was dressed in all black and he was the sure definition of beautiful but I must add he was one sexy motherfucker as well. Very shortly after he dispersed, leaving for his dressing room. I turned back around and carried on setting up the tripod for my camera. I was soon interrupted by Ray but once seeing the hurried state I was in he let me be.
At around 9:45 everyone was ready and set to go. My palms were starting to sweat and I tried to keep my breathing under control when Gerard entered. This was going to be my most challenging photo shoot yet.
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Pose for me (Frerard)
FanfictionFrom a young age Frank Iero had always dreamed to be a photographer. It didn't matter what he captured in his pictures to him just as long as it was beautiful. After slowly working his way from the bottom up in the photography business his manager g...