Intruder Alert (A frerard fic)

Chapter 1

STRONG LANGUAGE WARNING

Gerards POV:

Having to walk home from the most dreadful first day of collage because you don't have your license makes it even more dreadful. The worst part is, I'm not even going home, I have to meet a possible roommate for my new bachelor pad except I'm totally not a bachelor, i'm a 19 year old art major with no friends, and not to mention i'm a big 'ol homo. Whatever, I'll probably just have Mikey move in instead. 

As I walk into the little coffee shop where this guy told me to meet him. Bert . What the hell kind of name is Bert? I wonder if he has a brother named Ernie. Damn, I giggled to myself, Im so damn funny. I thought as I heard some guy calling my name. 

"Gerard, Gerard?" must be Bert I thought turning around only to be met by some goofy greasy guy, kinda hot, looks like a cool guy, maybe. "whoa." he said looking me up and down. "Your like..." "like what?" I said in a way that came out ruder than I intended. "a faggot"

 Well shit.

 I don't know what I was expecting him to say but it wasn't that. I think he could tell I was shocked and confused so he pointed down to my jacket. My pin, my stupid rainbow pin. I knew nothing good could come from wearing it. 

"Nope." I said as I turned around and walked right out the door to that coffee shop. "Bye Gerard." the barista Pete yelled out as I left. I loved that he knew me, but it was also proof to Mikey that I drink way to much coffee because Ive only lived in this area for two weeks. I need to take him here soon, I think him and Pete would get along pretty well, I smirked to myself.

I started my short walk back to my overly expensive house for an Art major. Thats why I needed a stupid roommate, I have no fucking money. and I bought this big ass house with the last of my money. I mean it was in a shitty area, that's probably why i'm only getting shitty people applying to live here. 

As I walked closer towards my house I heard the most obnoxious noise I have ever heard in my entire 19 years of living. Where the fuck was that coming from, it got even louder as I walked closer to my house. "Fuck." I said as I ran towards my house with a broken window and a piercing noise blasting out the window. 

Bursting through the coincidentally unlocked door and seeing some odd tiny little man sitting on the floor next to my dog.

"what the actual fuck, what are you doing with my dog you fucking freak." The tiny man jumped up to his feet at my first word. He looked so kind, and not like the type of person to break into someone's house. "Oh my god I-I am so sorry it is really not what it looks like I swear please let me explain before you call the police."

 "Get the fuck out dude." I said not wanting to deal with it right now. "what, your not gonna call the poli-." He said in a sincere tone " come on man." I said. "Im already having a shitty day, just get out of my house before I change my mind and beat the living shit out of you."

 He looked scared, why the hell did he look scared, I should be the scared one, there's an intruder in my fucking house.  He looked at me one more time and ran out the front door. Great now I have to pay to fix my fucking window "THE DOOR WAS UNLOCKED JACKASS." I yelled at him as he ran away. 

 He seemed like such a sweet guy, why the fuck was he breaking and entering. he looked so normal, maybe even a bit attra...

 A whiney bark pulled me out of my thought and turned my attention to the other side of the room. "Oh shit." I said as I saw sweet pea lying there, looking as though she was in pain. "what the fuck did he do to you my precious baby." 

I ran over to her as I saw it, her leg wrapped up in a scarf or maybe a shirt. I quickly unwrapped it to see what happened, as I pulled what I found to have been a shirt off her leg I saw a pretty gnarly scratch and a bit of what seemed to be pieces of a red ceramic bowl. The same ceramic bowl I put her water in the morning since her bowl was dirty.