Party Poison

Chapter 3

You're probably wondering how I know that Gerard is party poison. Well I don't want to say that I looked through his personal items. But I looked through his personal items.
Did you know he keeps a journal? It's actually kind of cute, but um, that's where I got my information.
Apparently he thinks I'm hot, that's nice information to know.
He thinks Destroya is confusing, he legit wrote 6 pages about my eyeliner stunt.
"Why would he only spend 5 dollars???!"
"He could buy such better eyeliner!"
Leave it to Gerard to worry about his arch nemesis' eyeliner.
But, that's the thing he hates Destroya, and he likes Frank.
I can't imagine what would happen if he found out the truth. I was growing quite fond of him actually. Not that I like him or anything. He's just really sweet, and kind of an airhead about most things. But he is so passionate about the things he loves, and he talks from the side of his mouth. He's also really sweet, and that's weird. Because no one has been sweet to me. I was always surrounded by negative people. It is almost refreshing to see his view on things.
Okay enough talking about my room mate. Well not really, this whole story is basically about him.
I'm planning another heist, because I need to gain back my reputation. There's been some trash talking on the villain forums. A lot of blogs think I've been losing my touch.
I'll show those fuckers, "losing my touch" how dare they? So that's why I'm going to do something daring, something big, something I've never done before. I'm going to kidnap Party Poison.
(Gerard's POV)
I woke up startled, because one I was dreaming of doing naughty things with Frank. What the fuck, I'm a pretty little princess. I'm an innocent cinnamon roll. At least that's what my mom thinks. This is still outrageous, because he's my room mate that really looks good without a shirt. Actually it should be illegal for him to be wearing clothes god dammit. Or maybe I should stop being a perv.
Two, my dream was really, really fucked up. Like I was dressed as Party Poison, and he was Destroya fucked up. Um, Destroya is an asshole, well at least I think he is. I don't think we have ever had an actual conversation. He did compliment my butt once, though he didn't have too, I know my butt looks good in that costume. But Frank is also kind of an asshole, he's really demanding. He's also really sweet, like yesterday when we were at the coffee shop he wouldn't stop complimenting me, and he kept blushing, and it was really cute, and now I'm rambling like a love struck teenager.
Three, I have a mess in my pants now and that's not good either. Well for the obvious reason, I got off but just dreaming of Frank. That should tell you something about my sex life (which is non existent btw). But also, Frank's in the living area right now; and the only way to get to the bathroom is going into the living room.
Shit, I'm fucked. Well not literally of course, though I wouldn't mind it. Maybe if I showered with an unlocked door? Okay that could also lead to murder, and I really need to get out more.
Maybe I could just walk naked, and pull the whole "oh yeah don't worry I always sleep naked, if you have a problem you can just tell me. ;)"
Never mind I don't have the self confidence for that. I'd probably end up crying.
I could be a reasonable person and just change my pants. But that seems too easy.
But I'm lazy, so too easy is just for me.
I quickly changed my pants, and raced towards the bathroom.
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
"I'm late for class!" Oh shit I just lied, my moms probably going to kill me.
"You do know you're a horrible liar right?"
I just stood there awkwardly hoping he would let this pass.
"Wait, whaaaat... I have no idea what you're talking about."
Frankie rolled his eyes, "You told me you had no classes on Sunday's. And you said that you were late for class in a high pitched voice. Now either you're lying or you're horny. Maybe a little bit of both." He flashed that stupid smirk of his, and I swear that I could melt right now. "What's up? Why did you lie?"
"Why do you care?"
"Because I don't like when people lie to me, and I'd like to know why you felt like you needed too."
Oh shit, I can't tell him the truth. Okay Gerard think.
Oh hell yes I got it! I remember once they placed me into the wrong Sex Ed class. And Mrs.Morrison said if a teacher won't let you go to the bathroom, and you're on your period, all you have to do is say "it's personal", and then they'll let you go.
I'm pretty sure it applies for this situation.
"It's personal."
"Well yeah? That's pretty obvious, you're acting really weird dude. It's freaking me out."
Oh fuck it, this will either end in sex or him laughing.
"I had a dream about you, a sexy dream."
Frank's face dropped, and then he started laughing hysterically.
"A sexy dream??! What are you 13? Oh my god, Gerard. I'm an attractive person it's okay. You don't have to lie to me about it, it's just a dream. Nothing happened, right?"
"Well..."
"Oh... Oh! You..?"
"Yeah.."
"Oh well um, wow I- sorry?" He was as red as my hair by now. And I didn't know if it was from laughing to hard or the embarrassment of the situation. Why the hell would he be embarrassed in the one who fantasizes about him, unless- OH SHIT THIS MOTHER FUCKER.
"Wait, do you um, dream about me?"
"Uh, not exactly."
Wait what the hell does he mean by "not exactly"??
Oh shit I'm a dumb ass.
"Wait you do you jerk off while thinking about me?"
Frank started laughing again.
"Smooth Gerard, classy. No, I do not. I don't have too." He was really close to me by now, like I could just kiss him.
"Why?"
His lips crashed against mine. I kissed him back immediately. He let go, and smirked.
"Because, I don't need to fantasize, I know I could have you."
Sorry it's been so long, I hope you like the story so far! -Sam