The Sharpest Lives. (on hold.)

In This Moment

"Frankie, if they ever hurt you again, tell me. I know I don't protect myself much. But I can try, and I'll protect you too .Take my hand, and never let go, okay? I'll never let them hurt you..I promise."

Did he really just say that? I couldn't believe it. "Gee?"

"Yeah, Frankie," he whispers into my ear, sending more shivers straight down my spine.

I squeeze his hand as I begin to speak, "Okay, but one thing." He tilts his head just barely to the side, gesturing me to go on, "You need to stop hurting yourself, too."

He looks into my eyes, and squeezes my hand gently too, "Okay Frankie," and with that, he leans forward, and our lips brush. I bring my hand up, and cup it around his neck, somewhat buried in his hair, pulling him deeper into the kiss. After a minute, we both pull away, slighty out of breath, and lean our foreheads together. It felt so content.

But the moment had to end eventually, and it did, with the ring of the bell, signifying the end of lunch. I sigh, and pull myself down from the sink, unlinked our fingers. "We'd better get to gym, before Mikey starts to worry.."

"Yeah, we'd better." He says, before leaning down to catch me in one more quick kiss, and we leave to our next class.

As we entered the locker room, we saw Mikey waiting for us. We both greeted him, and headed over to our lockers, to dress down. Once we were finished, (and Gerard was done using me as a peepshow,) we left the locker room and went out onto the gym floor.

Coach Russel was immediately yelled orders, and overall making everyone's life suck.

"Looks like someone's got something up their ass." Gerard muttered.

"WAY! On the ground! Gimme a hun'erd pushups!" Coach Russel yells.

Gerard huffs sassily, "God, someone's gayer than Tom Cruise.." Mikey snorts out, and I giggle. Gerard's eyes light up when he hears my laugh. "Awww, Frankie, that's so adorable, you giggle!"

Mikey notices the blush creeping up my face, and retorts, "Shut up, asshole, you giggle too! Deny it, and I'll show the school the videos of you dancing in your room, singing Britney Spears into a hairbrush!" to which Gerard flushes completely red.

I highfive Mikey, "Damn, Mikes. I think you're just as sassy as your brother. Points."

After gym was over, the rest of the day went pretty uneventfully.

***

 I toss my bag in the direction of my bed, as I head toward my closet. I pull out my guitar, Pansy, and lightly strum a few chords over her. Sighing, contently, I set her back down, in my closet, and close the door. Since the thing with Gerard happened in the bathroom today, I haven't been able to figure out - or ask - what it meant, exactly.

I pull out my phone, opening a new text, reading to just fucking get it over with and ask, but I don't know how to word any of it. I sigh again, beginning to type in letters on the small keyboard.

Frank-  hey, Gee. i've been thinking, and i'm just curious about what happened in the bathroom today.. what'd you mean by it?

I wait a few minutes for a response, when I feel my phone vibrate in my hand.

I take a deep breath before opening the message.

Gerard-  what did you want it to mean, Frankie?

My fingers stutter over the small keys of letters on my phone, as I type in my response.

Frank-  i dunno, i mean.. i like you Gee, a lot..

This time the response came slower.

Gerard-  i like you too, Frankie.

My breath hitches in my throat when I read that text.

Frank-  does that mean that what happened means there's an 'us'?

His response comes almost immediately, that time.

Gerard-  it could. if you want there to be.

I don't hesitate with my reply.

Frank-  i'd like that, Gee. a lot.

And in that moment, I could not have been more happy..

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Okay, here's the new update, farther the chapter goes on, the more I dislike it. But here goes. Also, I don't know when I'll update next, I'll try to soon, though. (btw I had trouble naming this.-.)

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-xunicornkid.