Pose for me (Frerard)

Chapter five

I awoke at around five and lay there for a few minutes, trying to succumb to sleep once more but to no prevail. I decided to get up and take a shower. I had to be at the studio at eight so I had plenty of time. I hoped that the shots of Gerard I had taken the day before would come out good because this would really boost my publicity, Pamper and Glory were the number one and this would really be a kick in the right direction for me. I finished my shower and proceeded to get ready for the day, once my eyeliner and clothes were on I headed out at about 7:30am.

Gerards POV
Last night had been serene. I had known of Frank since he had taken a photo of my good friend, Ryan Dawson, for a local magazine and Ryan told me how good he was. Later the same day I had searched him up on google images to see what he looked like, I was shocked to say the least. He was gorgeous, I would admit that to myself but I knew if the question ever came up I would deny the whole thing, this searching him up thing. From then on I had kept a tab open on him and that's when my manager came to me complaining about some unheard of manager bugging him about a photo shoot. This happened every once in a while so I was used to it now. It was a game of mine to ask the photographers name and then check in a few months to see if they had made it big or were still working on unknowns, as I like to call them. So as I always do, I asked for the guys name. "Frank fucking Iero, his manager won't leave me the hell alone!" My manager, whose name is Bob, rambled on. The slack position my shoulders were in suddenly become upright on their own accord.

"Frank Iero did you say?" I remember whispering the words to Bob. He looked at me like I was a mad man, which I probably was. I mean what top model has a small obsession with some gothically beautiful unknown photographer? None I know for sure.

"Yeah I did, why?" I had been trying to find a way to be in one of Franks photo shoots and here it was and I wasn't about to let it slip.

"Say yes, don't question me on this one alright? Just say yes." I was demanding him to do this, he had to do this. When I wanted something, I got it. It had always been this way and I wasn't about to let it change now.

"Fine, whatever you say Gerard." He says while giving me a strange look before leaving the room to call Frankie's manager back and that's how I met the alluring Frank Iero for the first time.

It was currently 8:10am and I was just walking into the studio to see the print outs of our shoot yesterday. I hoped for his sake that they had turned out well, I really wanted him to be successful. I sauntered in and took a seat next to Frank, giving him a smirk when I caught his eye. His manager began to speak then.

"Now we are all here I would like to discuss with you the shots from yesterdays shoot." He went on to handing out some of the ones he thought were the best and should be taken to the Pamper and Glorys HQ. One of the featured me looking directly at the camera and smirking, another of me with my hands in my hair and a final one of me laying down in the artificial snow. I leaned over and whispered in Franks ear, "Do you like them Frank?" I nipped lightly at his earlobe and he instantly turned to look to see if anyone had noticed once I had sat back in my seat. He looked at me once again with a deep blush scattered across his cheeks, I crossed my arms over my chest and looked at him. He fascinated me, he was a light casting the world into shadows all around him. He was the only star in the sky, brighter than the moon and yet he was more remote. He was a mystery to me yet I felt like I knew him more than anyone. Only when he had regained his former position and the blush had left his cheeks did he answer with a small yes, almost inaudible but I heard it none the less. I leaned back in my seat and crossed my legs with a triumphant grin etching itself into my face. He didn't know that inside my head I was already making plans to see him tonight, I had got his number off of his website that he had carelessly thrown together. The only difference from last night was that I decided he was going to pick the place we go. It intrigued me as to what place he would pick, I had no qualms in going anywhere with him just as long as I was with him. Jesus, I sounded like his bloody boyfriend, I needed to get over myself.

When everyone started packing up and the photos were decided upon I started to speak to Frank again. "You're doing something again with me tonight." I stated. I always got what I wanted and despite what he meant to me (that part was still unclear) he was still going to do as I said. He looked stunned momentarily before nodding his head slightly. "Good, it's decided upon then. I'll text you everything you will need to know." I placed my hand on his cheek lightly before smirking and taking a step away. I left soon after with Bob in tow.

Franks POV

It always felt weird seeing Gerard, in person that is. I had only ever seen him in photos before, much like the rest of the population. His interest in me had really made my head swim, why out of all the people Gerard could be with did he choose to be with me? It was probably a thing he did, pretend to like someone and leave them either metaphorically or physical like being ditched. I most certainly was not going to be part of his game and I intended to do that but all thoughts fled from my mind whenever I saw him. Questions. So many of them, they swum around my head like a whirlpool just waiting to suck me in. Once I had made it back to my apartment after the meeting I decided to go and clear my head by going to the skate park. I hesitated near Mikeys door, wondering if I should invite him. I decided against it and carried on. Once I was outside of the apartment complex I put on my sunglasses and took off to the skate park. When I got there I looked around me at the place I knew so well. There were some kids doing the easier pipes and so on but there were some other people about my age maybe younger, I scanned this crowd and I saw Mikey standing in the centre. I waved at him to get his attention and took off my glasses, putting them in my back pocket so he could see exactly who I was. Once he saw me he waved back and beckoned me over with a finger. I shuffled over, scared at the large number of people there actually was. I was not good with crowds. I stood a meter or two away from everyone else and directly behind Mikey.

"This is Hayley, this ugly mug here is Billy." And he went on the pointing out another five or so people. I nodded at each of them in turn. "And this guys, is Frank." he says pulling me out from behind him. I waved shortly at them and looked down at their feet.

"So can you skate Frank?" One of them asked, I believe he was called Andy. I nodded my head and flickered my eyes up to meet his. He gave me a small smile. "Come skate with me?" He offered and started walking towards me. I weakly nodded my head and followed him to one of the ramps. He smiled brightly at me and kicked off, hurtling down before reaching the other side, doing an ollie and then coming back. "Your turn, come on Frank." He said with a teasing look in his eyes. I has apprehensive at first but then went for it doing a kick flip and coming back, landing next to him. "Maybe you aren't so bad after all." He said while giving my shoulder what I believed to be a friendly punch. I never understood the male way of interacting although I was one myself. I smiled softly at him and looked over to Mikey and the rest of the group, Andy grabbed my forearm softly and we made our way back over to the bench. Mikey was talking to someone on his battered up flip cell (AN:/// picture of him with it up top) and he looked rather confused and worried almost, his eyes flickered up to meet mine and he gave me an odd smile before making his way over to me. He walked over to me with his long legs leading the way and pushed the phone into my hand.

"It's for you." He elaborated. I gave him a confused look before putting the phone to my ear and muttering a hello.

"Hello Frankie, I told you I would get in touch. I was going to ring your cell but I decided this would be more fun." I started walking away from the crowd and onto a bench of my own.

"Gee? How did you know I was here? How did you get Mikeys number?" The name just kind of came out on its own accord without me realizing. I blushed a deep red when I realized I had said it. I heard him chuckle lightly on the other end of the line.

"Did he not tell you? We're brothers!" I heard him cackle slightly on the other end. "Oh and Frankie, I like the nickname." I could hear the smirk I knew he would be wearing at this point. "I knew he moved into a new apartment and he was talking my ear off this morning about some guy he had met who lived down the hall from him, that guy being you Frankie. As I told you this morning we are meeting up again tonight, same place same time." There was a slight edge to his voice that I knew if I had disagreed he wouldn't of listened.

"Alright, i'll go with you." I found myself saying.

"It isn't a matter of if you want to Frankie." Those were the last words I heard uttered from his mouth before the line disconnected.