I apologize in advance. This is really shitty.
Word count: 1000+
Frank sat in the surprisingly comfortable chair that his shitty high school had managed to get him for his performance at the school talent show, which just so happened to start in about ten minutes. Of course, Frank was the first act, not by choice but nothing in his life really happened or came by choice.
The tiny tattooed man truthfully wasn't even sure if he really, actually knew what the word 'choice' meant. If he had a choice in his life it would make everything so much easier for him and also for the people close to him, but no; of course not, nothing could ever work in poor Frank Iero's favor; nothing.
Nothing included the short, but not nearly as short as Frank himself, shy, nerdy, kind of quiet kid that had come up to Frank before the show and wished him a a special good luck, telling him he had over heard Frank in the music room performing and he said that Frank was really good and that he was counting on Frank to blow the roof off the place and win. Frank just simply smiled and thanked the kid telling him that he really appreciated the extra confidence boost, that wasn't a lie, but that wasn't the truth.
Well you see, even after only knowing the for a few minutes, he had taken a liking in him and even asked him his name, apparently his name was Gerard, he had jet black hair that was obviously dyed and he had huge hazel eyes that could stare right through your soul, and he had a cute side smile that just made Frank's insides twist and turn. He had pink plump lips and when he blushed it was a light shade of pink that tented his cheeks. Not only was he naturally attractive but he also had good taste in music judging by his Misfits shirt. Gerard also worn black skinny jeans, like Frank, and worn out converse, just like Frank, he even wore a bit of black eyeliner, guess what? JUST LIKE FRANK!
Frank would've been lying if he said that he didn't find the kid attractive, he also would be lying if he said that he didn't want to talk to him again, he would also be lying if he said that he hadn't noticed Gerard before, because he had. He had taken a liking the first time he set eyes on him but was always too self conscious to even walk up to the kid, let alone engage in a 'normal' conversation.
Despite all of this, the show still had to go on and Frank was a ball of fucking nerves! Honestly, all he wanted was to talk to that kid again, because as cliche as it sounds, he made his feel okay.
"Are you ready, Mr. Iero?" Came a voice. Frank turned to face a small girl with blonde hair and brown eyes. Her hair was a cute pixie cut and she gave Frank a reassuring smile as she awaited for his answer.
He smiled back and nodded his head stuttering something like, "ugh, yeah. One sec!". She smiled and walked away.
Frank's stomach filled with butterflies as he came to the realization that he was going to be performing in front of Gerard. That thought sent those butterflies into a butterfly mosh pit.
He quickly shook his head trying to rid himself of his nerves as he chewed on his bottom lip and grabbed his guitar as he waited for them to call him to the stage.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath trying to compose himself enough t at least attempt to lie to himself the he was okay and that'd he'd be fine.
That was a major fucking fail.
Instead of calming himself down he almost sent himself into a panic attack! His breathing became ragged and he felt himself start to shake. His eyes were clenched shut and his bottom lip was in between his teeth.
He almost broke down until he felt a hand on his shoulder and his eyes shot open staring into Gerard's concerned hazel ones. I instantly stopped shaking and he smiled at me.
"Did you hear what I said?" Gerard spoke with a small giggle and I blushed shaking my head still looking into his eyes. "I said," he sigh dramatically, and smiled,"'Are you okay?' So, are you okay?" He asked again and nodded.
"I guess I was just freaking myself out i shrugged noticing his hand was still on my shoulder. He looked at where I had looked and blushed slightly moving his hand and mumbling a sorry. I smiled and took his hand in mine, "For what?" I asked and he blushed at the contact.
"For- I- I thou-" he stuttered and I cut him off as I pressed my lips to his. He squeaked at first and I guessed he wasn't expecting it and I smiled into the kiss. He soon begin to kiss back and he stayed like that for a while before I pulled back due to lack of oxygen.
"Frank Iero," I heard from the door and saw that same girl with the pixie cut smiling and blushing as she looked at us, "you're up!" She said and walked away.
I smiled and loomed down at Gerard who was still blushing and now was furiously biting at his bottom lip looking at his shoes. I put my hand under his chin and move it so he was looking at me before I pecked his lips and said, "thanks for getting rid of my nerves." Before I smiled and headed out onto the stage.
I walked up to the microphone smiling before saying quickly, "This song is called, 'Stage 4 fear of trying' and it goes like this."
I scanned the crowd once before I began strumming the cords and singing along. By the end of the song the whole stadium erupted. Some people stood up and clapped, others whistled or yelled nice things up to me.
But one person caught my eye. Gerard mother fucking Way ran up on the stage and before I could ask what he was doing he crashed his lips into mine. IN FRONT OF THE WHOLE SCHOOL.
And that, my friends, is how I got first ace at the school talent show and also got a sexy ass boyfriend.
Fuck me. This as been one of the many one shots that I have had saved for a rainy day. It was unfinished at I finished it at one am?? Its a lot longer than most of the others fic that I do and idk, should I keep it short or do you guys prefer it long? (Nasty asses) PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT!!1!2!2 ILY XøCC
