Frank's POV
As we sit down at our seats in art I notice Gerard has a sketchbook hidden under all of his other stuff. Does he draw? I want to find out. I lean over to him and peak at the book. Gee's Drawings
"Do you draw?" I ask still peering at the book. He stops for a moment and stares. He then grabs the book and hides it.
"Um.. Uh. Yeah.. A little. I suck though." He mumbles back.
"Can I please see them?" I ask, trying to bring the book back up on the table. He sighed, huffing in protest.
"Fine... Don't judge me please." He says handing it to me. I slowly open it up. First thing that pops into my mind is oh my god. They're amazing.
"Whoa. Gerard these are incredible!" I exclaim. He's a great artist.
"Heh.. Uh.. Thanks." He says clearly embarrassed. His cheeks were cherry red.
"You want to be an artist when you get out of high school?" I ask. He shakes his head.
"No. I want to be in a band." He states. Wow. That's pretty surprising.
"Really? Me too. Do you play an instrument or something?" I ask half jumping up and down in my seat.
"Well I play a little bit of bass but I'm more into vocals." He says. Hm...
"Oh. You sing?" I ask really surprised.
"Yeah. I'm not too great though." He responds. I just nod and mouth an oh to him. As soon as the bell rang I pulled my phone out to text my mom.
Me: Hey mom. Is it cool if I go over to a friends house today?
Mom: Yes! Have fun! I'm glad you made a friend this year!
Me: Yeah.
Mom: What's their name?
Me: Gerard.
Mom: ooh. Have fun!;)
Me: shut it mom lol gtg love you
Mom: love you too
"Hey, Gerard?" I say.
"Yeah?"
"I'm allowed to go to your house." I tell him.
"Cool." He says smiling.
We walk out of the school heading in the direction of my house. Does he live on my street?
"What street do you live on?" I ask.
"Thirty-seven Norway." He replies.
"Okay. That's a block from my house right?" I ask him avoiding eye contact. I don't know why but his eyes are really creepy sometimes.
"Yeah." He mumbles.
About twenty minutes of walking and Gerard stops and turns to me.
"Frank. I have to tell you something." He says looking at the ground.
"What is it?" I wonder.
"I'm- I'm a vampire...." He chokes out. Was he kidding? Is this a joke?
"Are you joking?" I ask full of anger.
"No I'm-" I cut him off for the second time today.
"Wait, what you did to those guys......you... YOU ARE A VAMPIRE!!" I scream and run away from him as fast as I could. I had to get away from him. He's going to kill me.
"Frank! Wait!" He yells after me. I thought I got far away enough because I couldn't hear him anymore so I stop. I look around. Im in an alley. It's kind of dark. I decide to walk away. But when I turn around.. Guess who's right there?!
"Get the fuck away from me!" I yell. I swore I saw him wince when I said that but right now I don't care. "I don't want you near me you blood sucking monster!" I scream in his face again.
"Frankie..." He says quietly.
"Don't talk to me! I want you to leave me alone!!" I am almost in tears now.
"Frank, please." He pleads.
"No. I just want-" before I have the chance to finish his lips crash into mine. I didn't even notice I was kissing him back until he bites my lip. With our lips moving in sync, I feel something. Like... Magic. How is this possible?
See. I told you I wouldn't hurt you. I hear his voice in my head. I try to answer.
Wh-why are you kissing me though? I think back to him.
Because Frankie I-i... I love you! He half screams. With that we both pull away and are panting, trying to catch our breath.
"You.. Love me?" I say between deep breaths.
"Yes." He's says as he pulls my face closer to his. We are only centimeters apart now. I lean in the last few centimeters and are lips are barely touching.
"Frank?" He ask.
"Yeah?"
"Do you like me?" He asks pulling away. I stare at him blankly. Do I like him?
"Um.. I don't know. I mean I thought I did until I found out you were a vampire... Now I'm kind of scared." I state. He sighs.
"Frankie, listen, I'm not going to hurt you. I can't. I would never be able to." He adds with tears streaming down his face.
"Hey, Gee, don't cry." I say pulling him into a big hug. I try hard to comfort him.
He continues to sob until all of the sudden he stops.
"What?" I ask a little worried.
"You.. You called me Gee.." He says staring at me.
"Yeah?" I look at him.
"Never mind." He responds, hugging me again. I give him a little squeeze. I love how I just met him this morning yet I'm already falling for him and he's not even human!
"We should get home. My brother is probably worried." He says pulling away and walking in the direction of his house. I quickly follow.
"What's your brothers name?" I ask. I didn't know he had a brother.
"His name is Mikey..."
