Frank's POV (a/n there's a reason this is here)
The phone call with Gerard that took a turn that I had not expected just ended. And, honestly, I'm pretty proud of my pun I made near the end of it. Because it's damn well true. I bet my body is going to be slightly buzzing with anticipation the whole time up to going to pick Gerard up tomorrow. At that point, high electricity will be jolting my insides. I haven't felt like this since I was a teenager going through puberty. And you know how stereotypical teenage boys are like. I decide to try to distract myself. Seeing that it's nearly one in the morning, and Daisy just jumped onto the bed to get my attention, I assume she wants to go out. So I use that excuse to get my mind off the hormones coursing through me and get out bed, throwing on my boots and my jacket from downstairs before putting the leash on my small dog. As soon as I open the back door, Daisy shoots out, but seeing that she's small, it isn't hard at all to restrain her. After a couple minutes, Daisy finally reliefs herself after sniffing around. I'm thankful once she's done, because the cold air is starting to bite through my clothes and seep into my bones.
I go to bed afterwards, because as soon I stepped back inside, fatigue overtook my body and my eyes became droopy. I curl into the warm covers of my bed, Daisy following suit and twirling into a ball near my feet. I wish her goodnight before sleep takes over. When I awaken, it's by my dog licking my face and sunlight shining right in my eyes. I sputter immediately when I realize that before gently pushing her away then laugh.
"Silly thing." I say to her as I scratch behind her ears. I wipe my wet face off on the comforter then climb out of bed. I pass by one of the clocks in my house (that used to be my parent's home) and notice that it's 11:30. Unsurprising, really. Seeing that I went to bed late and I was tired to begin with. I unplug my phone from its charger and turn it on before heading downstairs. We have a fenced backyard so I open the door and let Daisy out while I get her food and brew myself some morning coffee. After Daisy comes in I feel my phone buzz, notifying me.
Gee: get me at 3?
Me: sounds good Lvoe
Gee: lvoe?
Me: you know it's a typo dammit
Gee: hahaha well in that case I lvoe you
Me: I lvoe you too
I smile at the small inside joke we just now shared, sipping at my poured coffee before I realize I left it black. I hate black coffee. My whole body cringes and I let out a disgusted noise then head to the fridge to get my hazelnut creamer I got a couple weeks ago. Now what do I do for like three hours? I decide on working on some exam grading. That's done for an hour or two then I go to playing my guitar for the next hour. Luckily, the time passed by pretty quickly. Before I knew it, I had to get ready. But I noticed the time a little later than planned.
"Oh, shit!" I rush to set the creamy white guitar down before bounding upstairs to get changed out of my pajamas. I manage to get ready and pull on some plain black fingerless gloves before my leather jacket then boot my combat boots on. I grab my keys, heading out to the car in an attempt at rushing. The reason I say attempt is because the sidewalk froze a bit overnight and I was slipping a little. Luckily, I get to the car without falling on my ass. The drive to Lindsey's house wasn't as far as I thought, thankfully. It took maybe 20 minutes even though the Google maps originally said half an hour. So the fact that I left a little late meant nothing, because I still arrived on time. I send Gerard a text letting him know of my presence and now I wait. About 3 minutes later, Gerard is heading out the door with Brendon waving him off and laughing behind him. It looks like they grew really close. Even though, for some reason, I felt a pang of jealousy, I'm happy for him. Gerard only ever fully trusts a few people. He opens the back door and tosses his duffel bag in the backseat before turning and waving to the door of the house, where Lindsey and Brendon are. I wave as well when they notice me. Gerard happily plops into the passenger seat and immediately pulls my face to his, kissing me with more lust than I was expecting.
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