*FRANK'S P.O.V*
I kicked aside my homework as I crossed my legs and leaned forward, looking Gerard right in the eyes. "You wanna do what ?"
Gerard licks his lips as he turns the page of his new Fangoria magazine. "You heard me."
I was sorta flabbergasted, but at the same time not surprised at all. "Football, Gerard? Really?" I cock an eyebrow.
Gerard hums. "Yup." He said, popping the 'p'.
And I really didn't know how to respond to that.
"Since when have you like football?" I ask, refolding my legs and sinking back into the spot on my bed, looking up confusedly at my boyfriend on the other side of the bed. He shrugs.
"I have always been a fan." He explains. "I thought 'hey this is my senior year, I wanna do something fun' and I picked football." Gerard says, flipping through the pages of his magazine without looking at them.
"But if I am not mistaken, doesn't football start in early September?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows.
He just shrugs, eyes scanning over paper. "I think so kid set the field on fire."
My eyes widen because, the serious fuck? "How do you set the field on fire when trying out for football? That takes some real talent."
Gerard half smirks down at his magazine. "I don't even know." He flips the page. "I think it was that kid that hangs out with the annoying prick who probably has the hots for my brother. Y'know? The one with the green hair?"
"Frank?" I supply. Gerard looks up at me with a huge grin.
"That's the one!" He smiles cheekily and looks down at his magazine again. I smile at Gerard while he looks down at the magazine. "Anyways, I noticed something. You have a mad habit of underestimating me."
I frown at the way I responded towards his goal. He was right. I crawl to where he was sitting on the bed and get behind him. I wrap my arms around his neck.
"I think you'll look sexy in a jersey." I purr, kissing the side of his neck. I nuzzle my head into the little space as he hums.
"You think?"
"I know."
Gerard looks up to where my head was lying on his shoulder and kissed my cheek. I blush and close his magazine, pulling him around. I lie down on my pillow as he climbs on top of me. He puts both his elbows beside my head and straddles my waist. He twists his fingers' way through my hair, kissing me softly. I lock my wrists behind his neck and bring my knees up to his armpits, locking my ankles above his back as well.
"Maybe I should do my homework." As I pull out of the kiss, just staring up at Gerard. His black hair fell on to my face as he stared back.
"You could," He says, resting his forehead on mine. He bits his lip with a shy smile. "Or we could kiss a bit more."
"Mmm, I like that sound of the second option." I whisper, reconnection our lips with a smile.
Like many of our kisses, it is chaste. The kiss didn't need to become a heavy make out, or whatever came next, we were just having fun and being close to each other. Sure, I mean, we still like to doother stuff, seriously we are teenagers, but these small kisses meant so much more. They meant that we were here for each other, not just for sexual pleasures.
I smiled into kiss- before Gerard's phone rang. I groaned as he went to grab his phone out of his pocket. He looked down at it, but I redirected his face to meet my lips again. "Can't it wait?" I ask.
He looks down again and groans. "No, sorry baby. I gotta take this." He says as I unlock my arms and legs from around his. He kisses my cheek and gets up from the bed. U roll over on to my side to watch him pull out his cigarette pack, pulling out a single fag and settling it down on my side table, and walking out of the room. I groan and look up at the ceiling.
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*GERARD'S P.O.V*
"Seriously, Melina, what do you want?" I whisper-hiss into the phone once I am outside, flicking my cigarette towards the ground. "This call just ruined any chance of me getting laid."
She chuckles into the phone. "Maybe I can help you with that..."
I sigh. "Melina, the answer is still the same since you asked me at school twice.No."
She groans loudly as I take drag from my cigarette. "Why not? I'm hot, I'm flexible."
I gag at her explanation of herself, physically cringing at what she might try to do to me if she ever got me in bed with her.
"And I'm not available."
"Oh God, tell me you aren't with the hobbit are you." She moans into the phone, sounding breathy. I roll my eyes.
"His name isFrank, don't call him anything else." I warn, pacing back and forth in front of Frank's house.
"Ugh, Why do all the sexy one's have to be gay..." She seems to say to herself but says it loud enough for me to hear. I smirk to myself.
"You think I am sexy?" I giggle, I could almost hear her mouth opening and closing as she scrambles for something to say.
"So what if I think you are?" She replies, irritably. I just keep smirking as she continues. "So, Friday night? Motel on Millview?"
"Jesus, women!" I exclaim, becoming frustrated with the whole situation. "We're you not listening the whole fucking conversation?!"
"I was listening, but I was ignoring everything you had to say." She shoots back, making me face palm because of how stupid that statement was.
"Well, for a matter of fact, no I can not go out with you on Friday."or ever, I restrain myself from adding. Maybe if I say I can't go out this weekend, she'll leave me alone. "I got a thing with my brother."
"Okay!" She chirps a bit more positively. "How about next weekend?"
I just groan and end the call, sliding my phone into my back pocket. I look down at the cancer stick in my hand and sigh. With people like this in my life, I am going to need a lot more than one fag.
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*FRANK'S P.O.V*
As embarrassing as it was to admit, I was most likely skipping through the large doors of Belleville High. It was Thursday, and that meant one more day until the weekend. One more day until the movie night at the Way household and more importantly, one more day until fuckingsleep.
This week seemed to drag on forever and ever, leaving me a tired mess. I couldn't wait to sleep in and go to bed at whatever time I won't, without worrying about being late or homework.
I begin walking to Gerard's car, which was always the fucking last car in the parking lot for some reason that I want really sure about, when I saw something.
Melina and Gerard were speaking and they were really close to each other.Close close, like 'I know you had a tuna salad sandwich for lunch' close. I frowned and walked a bit closer. They seemed to be talking about this weekend and she was totally, without a doubt flirting with him.
I jogged over to the oddly placed bushes that occupied the space next to the gray stairs which lead to the school's doors. I hid behind them and watched as they spoke to each other.
"Am I really this kind of fucking boyfriend?" I mutter to myself as I drop to my knees and push the bushes down so I can see them talking. I could exactly understand what they were saying, but it looked like a pretty intense conversation.
Ever chance she got, Melina tried to touch Gerard. She'd move her hand up and down his arms, she'd touch his face, ruffle his hair and it made my blood boil. Sometimes Gerard would just take it and look completely uncomfortable, but other times he would move away awkwardly from her.
I really didn't think about what I was doing, since he did it strictly on impulse. I wasn't crazy, I promise.
I hear a beep come from my back pocket. I look down and whip out my phone, opening an e-mail from Mikey.
"Movie night tonight." I read out as I look over the e-mail. "Don't miss it. Mikey Way."
I flip my phone off and shove in back into my pocket. I look back up at Gerard and Melina only to find Melina, who seemed to be waiting for someone. I crane my neck to look around for Gerard, seeing as he was there at least a few seconds ago, he couldn't have gone far. I hear someone drop to their knees next to me.
"Who are we watching?" I hear Gerard ask as I look to the left of Melina.
"Melina and Gera-" I say before cutting myself off. I look over at Gerard, who was smirking, and stand up quickly. "-RD! Hey! What's up?"
He cocks an eyebrow. I sigh and drop to knees again, sitting back on my heals. "I do not like that girl."
I state the obvious, I know that for a fact when Gerard cackles. "You think?"
I sigh again. "But can she not see you are unavailable? I mean like, of you wanted to bone her you would have already." I snap, not particularly at anyone, just out of rage. "I think she would have made sure of it by now. Her vagina is probably as loose as a whale's."
Gerard giggles and falls face first on to my knees. He spins his head around to look up at me. "A whale?" He spits out before falling into another spew of giggles. I sigh with a soft smile. I pet his hair away from his eyes as he calms down.
"You're cute when you're jealous." Gerard says up at me. I gasp playfully, ready to fire back some bullshit about how I am not, but that would be lying.
I giggle. "I am?"
Gerard smirks. "Absolutely."
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You're Weird, I Like You • Frerard ✓
Fanfic"We're all a little weird. And life is weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutual weirdness and call it love." -Dr. Seuss Frank's just Frank, but Gerard... he's Gerard. He's wei...