Intruder Alert (A frerard fic)

Chater 6

Franks POV:

I woke up at 12 the day after the party in Gerard's arms. My head pounding. I couldn't remember a thing. I could tell Gerard was awake. 

"Good morning Gee." "Morning Frank." he sounded mad. God I hope I didn't do anything stupid last night.

I turned over to see Gerard scrolling on his phone. He looked down at me with a blank look on his face. 

"Do you remember last night, or anything you said at all?" 

Fuck. What did I do?

"No, I'm sorry Gee. Please tell me I didn't say anything embarrassing." "Well..." "Oh god, what happened?" He looked sad, and angry. I hope I didn't fuck anything up.

"Well you kissed some guy then punched him in the face. I think his name was Bob. You cried to me, a lot." "Oh, thats not as bad as I thought." 

"And your friend was passed out on my rug but I think he left. Oh, and you told me you liked me." 

Fuck. 

"Okay, well you should have started with that." He said nothing to follow up what he just said, he just looked back at his phone.

"Ah shit, I gotta go Frank. Mikey has something to tell me, about what happened with him last night. He said it's urgent." he flipped his phone around to show me Mikeys text in all caps.

 "Oh, okay well I'll see ya later Gee." "Bye Frank." he said as he walked out his bedroom door. I heard the front door close a few moments later.

God dammit. I fucked everything up. He probably hated me now. I knew I shouldn't have drank that much. I always fucked stuff up when I drank. Now Gerard left to his parents to see Mikey for god knows how long.

Gerards POV:

I got out the door as fast as I could. Walking over to my Parents to see Mikey. He said he could come pick me up, but I said no. I needed some time to think about stuff, and the twenty minute walk there was good time alone. 

Him not remembering what he said was just even more proof that it wasn't true. I knew Mikey was wrong. I felt the tears start running down my face as I walked. 

The rain luckily disguised them, so no one walking by could tell I was crying.

I don't know how i'm going to keep acting as if everything is okay. Like everything is normal around him, because it's not.

I have fallen absolutely head over heels for my roommate.

And he didn't even feel the same.

I can deal with it though. If I just try and stay away from him as much as possible. Which will probably be hard, knowing we live together and usually share a room. Whatever, I'll figure something out.

"Hey Mikes, we have any coffee?" I asked as I stepped in the front door. "I had a long ass night." "Obviously, and you are telling me what the fuck's up with you after I tell you my story." "Alright." 

I knew it was about Pete.

Fucking Peter Wentz.

"Okay sooo, last night when you left me and Pete in your room and went down stairs-" Whoa "Hold up Mikey, do I want to hear this." "Its not that. He asked me to be his boyfriend!" Lucky cunt.

"OMG Mikey congrats. You said yes right?" "Of course I did you fucking Lemon." "Okay, okay just making sure. How did he do it?"

 "He just kinda rambled about how I was the kindest and hottest guy he had ever met for like 10 minutes then I stopped him and he just asked. He was really nervous. It was kinda cute to be honest."