You're Weird, I Like You • Frerard ✓

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A/N: This fic is on Mibba too. The story title and my username are the same there, just in case you wanted to read it on Mibba. :D 

So Anyways, Enjoy!

UPDATE(03/08/15): EDITED.

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*Gerard's P.O.V*

"Friends of yours, I assume?" I asked Frank, scowling the jocks that had put Frank up the flag pole while taking a big bite of my cafeteria burger. I immediately gagged and spit it out, damn food tasted like ass. I was so mad; I took another bit of my burger, going through the experience again. I hated them for what they did to Frank. Like, this kid had to be no taller then 5'4 and with his unattractively too tight black skinny jeans, like if Frank even tried to fight his pants might have exploded. It sickened me.

As much as I hated them, I envied them. I had wanted to just be a normal kid and not be labelled as 'that new kid that hangs out with that freak, Frank Iero.' Don't get me wrong, Frank has been nothing but nice to me, and I appreciated that and liked having Frank around, it's just that I was already an outcast because of this boy I barely knew.

I decided to give up on arguing with myself and focus on my lunch. Frank and I were almost half way through lunch. Frank was eating vegetarian lasagna, and a salad. Frank didn't strike be as a kid that liked....vegetables.

"I see you like...green shit?" I questioned, resisting the urge to giggle. 

Frank fake gasped and put on hand on his chest. "How dare you call this elegant cafeteria food shit?!" he said in a voice that made him sound like he was royalty. I giggled and he gave up. "Yeah, this is shit. But I'm a vegetarian and the food here is fucking disgusting." he said in a regular voice and a tone that was less creepy.

"Okay, two things, one, never fucking do that voice ever again. That fucking scared the shit out of me and I'm probably going to have nightmares now, thank you very much, Frankie." Gerard said so fast he didn't even realize he called him Frankie. Frank giggled a nodded for me to continue. "...Also that giggle. It's cute as hell but it's kind of scary. You're a fifteen year old boy and you giggle like a twilight year girl watching twilight, high." I hadn't realized what I said again. Shit, I was on a rolllllllle. Frank giggled again, and then covered his mouth, blushing crazy.

"Oh and secondly, why are you a vegetarian?" I asked stabbing a spoon into my unfinished burger. Kill it; it's a disgrace to all burgers. Frank picked a cherry tomato from his salad and popped it into his mouth, effortlessly.

"Well..." he contemplated, slightly chewing."How would you feel if you were brutally murdered and set out on a sliver platter and people devoured your flesh." he said swallowing and smiling sweetly.

My mouth was opened agape, My eyes were winced and my nose was wrinkled in disgust. "Uhh, I don't know how I would feel but I know right now I sure as hell don't want to eat ever again." I said, pushing my tray across the table.

Frank giggled and I laughed as well, until I saw my brother. "Oh shit." oh shit fuck fuck shit fuck shit shit fuck. Frank wiped his head around to look at Mikey. 

"Who's that?" Frank asked, confused and swallowing another cherry tomato. 

"That's my brother, I apologize in advance. If anyone asks, I don't know him." I said quickly before Mikey came over to sit with us. He had a large plate with about six or seven big M&M cookies on it; I could already tell he had already eaten a few because he was jacked up. He had this... sugar problem.

"Hey, oh loving brother of mine and kid I don't know. Did you know that they were handing out cookies? For free. freeee. I got in line seven times, but then they finally kicked me out, but Ray got me some more. Oh yeah, you guys don't know Ray. He's my friend. I made a friend! I like the way that sounds. Ray, my amigoooooo, Ray is my friend. He promised me more cookies..." Mikey got cut off when I shoved a cookie down his throat, desperate to shut up the babbling boy. Mikey chewed intensely while bopping in his seat, happily. Ya, okay, that probably wasn't a good idea.

"Uh, Mikey, this is Frank, Frank this is my," sigh. "Brother, Mikey. He doesn't take sugar to well." I introduced each other. Frank waved shyly while Mikey mumbled something loudly with unchewed cookie bits in his mouth.

He swallowed and pointed at Frank's salad and screeched. "Holy shit, what the fuck it that?!?" he looked absolutely horrified. Frank looked down. 

"....A salad?" he said awkwardly, not seeing what Mikey saw.

Mikey grabbed a single Purple lettuce leaf. "This!" he squeaked. Frank giggled. 

"Oh, it's just from a different type of cabbage." Mikey wrinkled his nose in disgust. 

"Ew! It's defective." He screamed, chucking the piece for purple shit across the room, landing in a kid walking up to us' afro hair. Mikey made disgusted noises with his mouth as he took the two fingers he used to pick up the lettuce and wiped all the cuties off on my cheek.

"Jeez, Thanks Mikey." I stated, annoyed. 

"Don't mention it." Mikey said proudly. The boy with the lettuce in his hair walked up to our table with more cookies. "RAYYYYYY!" Mikey screamed making room for Ray, making Frank fall off with a thud. Ray took the lettuce out of his hair and gave it to Mikey as a present. He flicked it away and started eating the cookies.

"Frank, are you okay?!" I exclaimed, panicking. 

Frankie giggled. "You have to loosen up, Gee. Your brother might be fucked up, but he is entertaining as hell." I smiled warmly at Frank, helping him up.

"Since when am I Gee?" I asked, smirking. 

"Since when am I Frankie?" he shot back. Well, I felt stupid now, I winced.

"Touché." I felt myself turn red while Frank giggled his signature giggle.

"Aw! Look at you two! you meant to be, motherfuckers!" Mikey screamed. I stole a glare at Frank and they both broke out into cackles. 

"Are not!" they both seemed to scream. Yet, both their cheeks told a different story.