School Hours (Frerard) [Completed!]

Chapter Fourteen - Peter Pan Dicks

Chapter 14

I was laughing so hard my belly was starting to ache, and as I clutch it with my right hand, I repeatedly slam my left one on the bed.

"No...way...!" I gasp between laughs. "Oh my God, I'm dying," I manage before I'm pushed off the bed and onto the floor. That doesn't stop laughter bubbling through my lips and at a half-amused, half-annoyed Gerard.

Even from my spot on the floor, I shake from my giggles, until they bubble down to small chuckles. Gerard raises an eyebrow at me.

"Are you done?"

An image of young, chubby Gerard wearing tight green pants runs through my mind and I crack up again, rolling onto my stomach on the carpet and hitting it with my open palm.

"Oh, fuck off; it was ages ago. Besides, I was an amazing Peter Pan, mind you," He grins, and I push myself onto a sitting position, leaning on the bed with my elbows and looking upwards at Gerard, a smile stretched over my lips.

"Sing it again, sing it again please," Gerard shakes his head in refusal. "Pleeease, I'll give you a handjob,"

"Make that a blowjob,"

"Deal,"

"I don't wanna grow up," He all but screams, excitedly changing to prop himself with his knees and hands, looking at me with a smile as he continues singing. "Not a penny will I pinch!"

Then, I join in, singing along with him and placing my hands on the mattress, our faces barely inches away from each other as our laughing eyes look into the others'. I'll admit this was the most fun I've had for a few days, and it was literally me and my fucking art teacher singing a song he sang in school for an act.

"I will never wear a mustache! Or grow a fraction of an inch!" We sing, and then burst laughing again. I launch myself up from the floor and tackle him on the bed so he's on his back with me on top, both still chuckling.

"You must've been the cutest Peter Pan ever," I say smiling and lean down to place a kiss on his nose, which he scrunches up adorably, his wrists pinned by my hands on the sides of his head.

"I was.Great impression on the new school, huh? Man, I was the coolest kid around!" Gerard jokes, and we smile at each other before I lean down and softly cover his lips with mine in a small peck. When I lean back, all amusement has gone from his face and he's instead staring at me with his brow furrowed. "Come with me,"

He murmurs it so quietly I barely catch it, and I breathe a laugh after his statement.

"Come with you? Where?"

"I don't know. I just want to be with you. I mean, I know we are a couple, but I want to be able to act like one. I want to hold your hand, I want to wrap my arm around your waist, I want to be envied by single people, just you and me, Frankie," Gerard mumbles, his eyes scanning my face for any signs. He opens his mouth to say something else, but I'm already replying to his 'question'.

"I want that too, Gee," I smile softly and kiss his lips. "But where would we go?" Mr. Way replies instantly.

"Away. Away from the city, away from curious eyes, away from people we know. Let's hop into my car and drive away to where I can shout from a rooftop that you're my boyfriend," I can't help but feel my heart tug at the mention of me being his boyfriend.

"That sounds awfully cliché. And it sounds like a song more than a plan," A chuckle rips through my chest as I roll to the side so I'm lying next to him facing the ceiling. Running away with Gerard? The thought had never crossed my mind. Could I? Would I?