Pose for me (Frerard)

Chapter six

Shaken up as I was, I walked back to the group of people and handed the phone back to Mikey. He gave me a weird look and I muttered something a long the lines of that I would tell him later. Right now I wasn't in the mood for talking about Gerard, although he was his brother and he was obviously closer to him then I was I still felt like Gerard was mine. He was bewitching and enticing and it made me crave him. I wanted to be his only, his forever and always. He was my gateway drug and god knows I wanted to be his. I picked up my skateboard and mumbled a goodbye to all of Mikeys friends before I kicked off and started down the pavement to get back to my apartment. I hated feeling this way for anyone let alone someone I barely knew, love for the young and foolish never did come easy. I didn't feel like going back right now as I knew that once I was back and Mikey was he would be coming around to mine asking questions for the answers I did not have. I skated down the main road, twisting and turning around pedestrians. I liked it this way, just going wherever the wind took me, I felt in control. I skated nowhere and everywhere all at once like this. It was up to me if I stopped or just skated by. I did a full loop and started heading back knowing it was starting to get into late afternoon by now.

Once I had made it to the top of the stairs leading to my apartment Mikeys door unlocked and he scurried out. "What did he want you for Frank? How do you know him? How does he know you? Whats going on?" He looked frightened but of what was unclear to me. I placed a hand on his shoulder and looked up at him.

"He was the model for a shoot of mine the other day." I say trying to calm him down which was relatively hard due to the fact I had no clue what it was he was so scared of. His eyes were widened considerably and he was shaking his head in a way that could only be described as turmoil. "What are you so scared of Mikey?" His hands were wrapped tightly around his wrists and her was twisting and turning the delicate skin. I placed my hands on top of his and gently pulled them away from where his wrist was turning a light shade of red.

"I-I have to go but please Frank even if it's the last thing on your mind right now, don't hurt him." I was stunned. Hurt him? He was right about the last part though, it was the last thing on my mind. I didn't ever want to hurt Gerard, to see his statuesque face crumbled in pain, mental or physical. I only nodded at his words and turned around slowly to get to my apartment. I unlocked the door and stepped inside, I didn't look back to see if Mikey was still there. I stood there, trance like for a minute or two and then walked to the bathroom to re apply my eyeliner for tonight. I changed my T-shirt into just a plain black one and slipped back on my vans. I grabbed everything I needed for the night and made my way to the ground floor. I was still shocked from what Mikey had said, just why is he worried about that so badly? I shook off the feeling and placed it down to brotherly instincts. I hopped into my car, mood replenished. I started up my black volvo and pulled out. I drove to the studio for the second time to meet Gerard. I laughed despite myself, what the hell was I doing? My mood plummeted back down to lugubrious and my grip on the wheel tightened so my knuckles turned a sickening white. I arrived at the car park far too soon, as expected Gerard was already there. He climbed out his car swiftly and waltzed over to the passenger side of mine. I unlocked the door for him slowly and winced slightly when I heard the door shut so loudly behind him. What was I so afraid of? It was probably the feelings I was starting to get for a man who didn't actually care about me and probably had a super model girlfriend back at home. I looked over at him for the first time since he entered the car to find me looking at me intensely but once I had caught him looking he just smirked and looked away. "What are we doing Gerard?" I asked him in a small, unnoticeable voice.

"Well I'm waiting for you to start the car but I'm not so sure what you're doing." He laughed slightly towards the end of his sentence and I laughed with him. His laugh wasn't so much of a laugh but a giggle, it was heartwarming to hear and my mood raised considerably. I put the keys in the ignition once again and the car jumped into life.