You're Weird, I Like You • Frerard ✓

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*GERARD'S P.O.V*

I roll up the filled paper, bringing it to my lips. I flick the lighter on. The glow from the light up the room and I see a smirking Billie Joe Armstrong. I yelp and fall off the tower of cushions I made to sit by the window. Everything just flies everywhere as I hit the ground. I groan loudly. 

Billie cackles and turns on the light in my bedroom. The room lights up and I just lay there, feeling the pain that will probably get worse in the morning. He walks over and picks up the rolled up paper. He hums thoughtfully.

"Does little Romeo upstairs know you have a habit of smoking pot?" 

And I'm up faster than I feel down. I rip the joint for his hand and grab my lighter. "No," I admit. "And I would like to keep it that way." 

Billie tisks. "What a shame if someone, I don't know," He tosses the beer around in his hands, thinking as he slowly smirked. "Told him."

"If you tell him, I swear to God..."

"What are you going to do?" Billie challenges for no real reason. For unnecessary conflict and piss Gerard off, maybe. "Seduce me?" He says with a scoff.

I just roll my eyes, climbing back on to the cushion tower, opening the little window. "I know you don't like me, I don't like you either. You have some weird connection with my brother, something that sorta makes me sick to my stomach and I don't want really even wanna know. So, you'll pretend like you didn't see me and I'll pretend like I didn't see you jerking off Frank Wright behind the school." 

Billie's eyes widen a bit, but he continues to smirk. "No can do buck-a-roo. Anyways, I am pretty sure half the school saw that. You thought it was hot, didn't you, Gerard Way?"

Gerard tries not to gag as he tries to reason with him. "What do you want?" He sighs.

Billie places his finger on cheek, tapping it. "Hmmn, how about you share?" He points at the bag next to my bed. I stare at him in disbelief. 

"What? No way!" I exclaim. "That was expensive!"

Billie just gives me a disapproving look as he walks over to the doorway. "Frank! Your boyfriend is doin-

nfggh!" I cover his mouth with my hand, pulling it away. (Wiping it on my pants and making a mental note to burn my hand of its flesh)

"Shut the fuck up!" I exclaim in a hushed voice. Billie just smirks and I sigh. I walk over and grab the bag of weed off of my bedside table and throw it to him. He catches it with a huge smile. 

"Pleasure doing business with you." and with that, Billie walks about of the room. 

I run my fingers through my hair nervously. I couldn't get the look Frank would give me if he found out. A look of disappointment. How he would just shake his head, looking up at me with sad eyes. I grip a lock of my hair, pulling in frustration. Trying to get the image out of my head. 

Sure I hade given Billie the little baggy of leftover dope, I smirked at the thought. I had plenty more where that came from. 

I just sigh, I can't make my mind up if it's content or if it's of frustration. Either way, I don't dwell on it. I light up the joint quickly with out an hesitation and bring it to my lips.

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Next thing I know is that I am rudely awakened by a giant Teddy bear.

"Wakey, wakey!" I hear as somebody jumps on my back. "Eggs and bakey!" I grumble something muffled and smash my face into the pillow I was laying on. Did this person not know it was Saturday or buttfuck in the morning?

They giggle- defiantly Frank, okay- and begin to bounce up and down on my back.

I flip around look up at Frank with lazy eyes. He smiles cheekily back down at me, kissing me on the lips. He wrinkles his nose after.  

"Ew, Gee, you stink." Frank says, grabbing my sleeve and sniffing it, after throwing it away with a face of disgust. "What did you do last night? Chain smoke for 5 hours straight?" 

I crack a smile. "Something like that." 

Frank giggles again and kisses me. I hum a bubbly tone as I play with the hem of his pajama pants. I pull away when I feel rough material between my fingers. Frank seems to notice. 

"I haven't taken them off yet," He explains about the panties. He looks down at where my fingers were. "I like them, they are actually really comfortable." 

I laugh along with Frank and kiss him again. "Mmn, what time is it?" 

Frank smiles lopsided. "3:00pm." I let my eyes go wide. I have never actually slept for that long, not even when I was high. How much did I smoke last night. 

"Really?" I ask in disbelief and Frank nodded. 

"Yeah, I wouldn't be surprised. Billie said you were really busy last night."...And that's when I start to panic. 

"What?" I ask louder than need and Frank cocks an eyebrow, but he explains. 

"He said you two were up for half the night playing Xbox." I nod slowly, taking it all in. Why didn't Billie tell him? Sure I gave him some of my pot, but he had the chance to. 

"Right," I say with a nervous smile. "Did he say anything else?"

Frank shakes his head. I exhale and reach up to kiss the 16 year old again. Frank giggles softly and kiss back. 

"As much as I would like to do this all day," I mumble against his lips. "I am starved."

Frank pulls away. "Race you there?" he grins mischievously and I smirk back.

"You're on."