Yes, Mr. Way

9

Its soon time for me to go, i don't think i should stay out all weekend, its not fair on my mother.
'Hey Gerard, i better be going' I say, feeling a little sad,
'uh okay, want me to talk you home?' he asks,
'Sure' I smile.
We head to his car and get in, after putting on his belt Gerard pulls away and starts driving,
'Thanks for staying' He smiles, quickly glancing over at me then back at the road,
'Its okay' I blush, looking down,
He's so cute.
'Hey maybe some other time?' He asks,
'uh sure' I smile, he makes me feel so good about myself,
A few minutes pass and we pull up by mine,
'See you Monday, in maths' I smile, kissing him,
'Yeah see you then' He smirks, winking at me,
'Hey, try not to get frisky in maths yeah?' i say, raising an eyebrow,
'I cant promise anything...Iero...' He winks again,
'ey its Frank to you' i joke, giggling a little,
I roll my eyes, but he knows im joking,
'See you' I smile,
'Bye frank' He smiles, kissing me on the lips,
I get out the car and walk to my front door, waving at Gerard as he pulls away to go home. My good mood suddenly disappears and now it just seems like a misery convention. I knock the door and wait a moment before my mom answers, smiling as always, not that its a bad thing.
'Frankie' She smiles, hugging me as i try to walk in,
'Hey mom' I mutter,
'so hows your day been?' she smiles, pulling away, and going to shut the front door,
'Fine' I smile,
Its been better than fine, its been perfect, But i cant seem to let the word 'perfect' slip through my mouth as it will give my mom a reason to ask a million questions and im not in a great mood now Gerard has gone home. I miss him already.
'good, who were you with?' she smiles,
'i...uh...a friend from school' i say, quickly heading towards the stairs and running up,
'sounds good' she shouts from downstairs,
I hope i haven't just given it away, my actions are damn stupid sometimes.

I flop down on my bed and stare blankly at the ceiling for a while, replaying the events of the weekend in my head a million times, its been so perfect i cant get it out of my mind. For some reason i keep glancing at my phone, hoping he texts or calls...I'm not getting my hopes up...
I put my pyjamas on, they're alot comfier than jeans, i get back into bed and get out my laptop, I have alot of notifications from Mikey, he has been messaging me...I take a look,

Mikey: HI
Mikey: ?
Mikey: Fraaaankk,
Mikey: Hello......????
Mikey: Frank, are you there?
Mikey: Dude not cool....
Mikey: ???

I quickly reply,

Me: Hi Mikey, Been busy...what's up?
Mikey: Shit Frank, you had me worried
Me: sorry
Mikey: its cool, what you been doing?
Me: uh just helping mom
Mikey: you sure?
Me: Yep im sure
Mikey: Oh cool, you know i havent heard anything from my brother all weekend, which is unlike him, he usually comes over
Me: Oh, whats he been doing?
Mikey: I dont know, he hasnt called or anything either,
Me: Oh, why dont you call him?
Mikey: I tried
Me: Oh

We leave the conversation there which is a little worrying, what if he suspects something? I really hope he doesant. An hour or two passes, however i dont know, ive been busy doing homework and listening to music, when suddenly my phone buzzes next to me, I glance at it, it could be Gerard i think to myself, I answer,
'h-hi' I stutter,
'Heeeeeeyyy Frankie' a jolly voice sounds down the phone, Its Gerard,
'uh hey Gee' I say, confused,
'S-sooooo your okay righhtttt' He says, his words slurred,
'Are you drunk?' i say, im getting angry now, why would he do that?
'ME? NOOOOOOOO way' he says, dragging out his words,
'You are, why?' i say, my voice becoming more attacking,
'Well i missed youuuu and i missed you and uhhhhhh...Ya know' he says, his words very muffled,
'I cant believe you' I say, before slamming the phone down and crying my eyes out, what if hes just fucking faked everything all along? He took my fucking virginity, Why would he do this to me,what if he has lied to me? What if this is the real him? just getting drunk all the time....What if he tells Mikey! Shit shit shit.....
I lay down and shove my face into the pillow, soon i hear my phone buzzing again, i answer,
'What?' I say quite sternly,
'Eyyyyy its mee..............Frankieee, i....i....uhhh...yeah' Gerard giggles, his words more slurred than before,
'Oh yeah, well i dont care, so just fuck off okay' I shout before slamming the phone down again, Why...just why? I mean, does he regret being with me or something? I burst into tears again and put my hand in my palms, i don't understand.

I lay down and i must've fell asleep because i awake to my mom knocking on the door,
'Frank honey, can i come in?' She says, sounding concerned,
'Uh yeah, yeah' I say, quickly sitting up and rubbing my eyes,
She walks in and sits next to me,
'What time is it?' I mutter, still rubbing my eyes,
'Its 11:30pm' she says,
'I uh...okay 11:30pm, thanks' i say, messing with my hair a little,
'Are you okay?' she asks, placing her hand on my shoulder, she seems pretty damn serious,
'Im fine just tired thats all' I lied.....
I lied.
'Are you sure Frank?' she says, crossing her arms,
'Uh yeah' I say, faking a smile,
My phone suddenly vibrates, i quickly grab it and turn it off,
'Whos that?' my mom asks,
'uh no one' i say.
she nods and leaves the room, i quickly look at my phone and check my logs, well, ive been asleep a while, last call was 6:45pm, and that was before i fell asleep.... in that time ive also had 12 missed calls, must be off Gerard, i dont think im really interested to hear his drunk shit, i don't think he even understands how he's made me feel, He's supposed to be a fucking teacher....Teachers are meant to be responsible and sober. I call him back anyway, maybe he has sobered up...

'Uh Frank' a voice says,
'What?' i snap,
'im sorry, im sober now' a croaky voice says,
'dont lie to me' I say, getting annoyed more and more by the second,
'No really i am' he says,
I guess he sounds pretty genuine,
'Why?' I ask, almost crying,
'I just really missed you, you don't even understand how much, i thought you would forget about me and i got really really down, so i drank to ease it all' he says, almost in tears too,
'you could have called me...sober' I snapped,
'i diddnt wanna seem annoying' he said,
'but you called me when you was drunk' i snapped,
'I wasnt thinking straight...im sorry Frank' he says, his voice becoming shaky,
'I guess its fine' I say,
'Okay, i love you' He says,
'I love you too' I mutter,
'want to come over?' he says, sounding a little happier,
'I...uh....ill stay home tonight like i said, sorry' I reply,
'Oh okay thats cool ill see you monday then' he says, sounding a little sadder now,
'Uh yeah see you then' I mutter, before hanging up.

I feel like a dick for saying no but i want to stay home, its for the best right now.