The Bully (Frerard)(Completed)

Chapter 34: Party and Skittles

We keep walking and finally make it to Gerard's house, "Do you know what Mikey and Ray have planned?" I ask, I want to know because I don't want a surprise, I just want a normal birthday party.

"No, but I do know that grandma is making a cake."

I nod and let go of Gerard's hand, he looks down at me with a but of a hurt expression.

"Sorry, Gerard, but I just don't want to give them the wrong idea," I explain gently, trying not to hurt his feelings, "they'll think we're dating again."

"I wish we were," he looks away, I know he's hiding tears, "I liked it better that way."

I grab his arm and urge him to turn around, when he does he has some tears falling and his lip is trembling slightly, "Don't let my decisions hurt you, Gerard, we'll date again. I'm just not sure when."

He nods and wipes his tears away, "Soon, I hope."

I give a sad smile and start walking inside, him following. Once I get inside I'm greeting by three of the world's best people with a, "Happy birthday, Frank!"

I smile and look around the house, there's a table with some presents and the cake, and the walls are decorated with a bunch of birthday like decorations, with mainly all the colors of the rainbow plus some.

I smile at them and thank them, I really like what they did.

"So, did you like Gerard's present?" Mikey asks me after a few minutes.

I nod excitedly, "Although the lady was totally eyeing him. While she was piercing my lip she was asking if I thought he'd be interested, I gave her the truth and she got pissy. She tried to give him her number and then he declined, which was great," I smile at the memory of it and laugh a little.

"I think you're happy he declined," Mikey accuses me.

"Well, of course, I mean..." I trail off, not really wanting to explain my reason. I don't want to say something stupid like, 'Yeah, he saved my life and stood up for me, he's great and I just am not ready to date him, but would be really jealous if someone else did,' like that is just setting up for Mikey laughing at me.

He just sighs and shake his head, "Come on, cake and presents!"

They sing me the Happy Birthday Song and I blow out my 15 candles, making my wish. I wished that I could finally decide when to get back together with Gerard. I'm tired of thinking about wanting to then not.

I smile at the smoking candles and start taking them out and licking the icing off the tips. I set them on a napkin and start waiting for Elena to cut the cake.

"Just go ahead and open your presents while I cut the cake, okay?" I nod and thank her for the cake and everything.

I grab for a random box out of the three, and get Ray's it's just a cube shaped one, and small. I slowly rip open the paper and look down at a box of one hundred picks, "Holy shit, Ray! Thanks!"

He smiles and replies, "No problem."

Then I grab for the next one, which is Mikey's, I open it as slow as the first and find shiny, silvery letters. I give a confused look.

"You were telling me about how you wanted to put letters on Pansy, to spell out her name. Well," then he motions his hand towards the letters.

I give an understanding look and smile, "I totally forgot about that. Thanks for remembering, now I can be content with my guitar."

I grab the last one, Elena's and open it, it's a new guitar strap and a little package of rings for my piercing.

"Wow, I think I like Elena's best," I joke, "thank you, this is really great," I say and give a hug.

"Wow, Frank, last time I take you to get a piercing," Gerard fake pouts and turns around.

"Good thing this is the only piercing I wanted," then he turns around and looks at me, just a blank expression, "I never said anything about a tattoo, though, I'll have to do some major sucking up for that, huh?"

He nods his head and replies, "I don't think I could get you the tattoo though, your mom would."

""Wow, damn. Fuck that idea, then."

*~*

Well, today was just perfect. My lip hurts and is swollen, still, but I'm on good terms with Gerard and I'm really in love with all my presents. We had tons of fun afterwards, played video games, went out for dinner, and listened to some music and watched movies.

Now I'm laying on the couch, Gerard has his arm wrapped tightly around my waist and is pulling me into him. He didn't do this during the movie, he actually did this in his sleep.

I haven't slept at all, I'm a really paranoid person. I can only really sleep in my house, you have no idea how long it took me to adjust to the new house.

I move a little, trying to get comfortable, which results in Gerard pulling me in closer. I guess I'm going to stay like this all night. I sigh and close my eyes, trying to get sleep.

*~*4AM

I quickly open my eyes from this weird dream, I guess I didn't get much sleep considering it's still dark out, Gerard and Mikey are still asleep, and I'm tired as hell.

I really just wish I could get up and get a drink, but Gerard has a fucking death grip on my waist.

I don't want to wake him up, but I guess that's my only choice.

I reach my arm over and flick Gerard in the ear, no response. I try shaking him, which, again, gets no response. I just think a little, the nose is sensitive, right? I shrug my shoulders and reach over, flicking him on the tip of his nose. He tenses his face and his eyes shoot open, "Frank, what the hell?"

"I want to get up and you have a death grip on me," I point out.

He looks down and back up at my face, "Sorry," then he lets go.

I get up and get a bottle of water, "It was okay, I was just a little uncomfortable." 'Bullshit,' my inner voice says, 'you liked it.'

"But I'm supposed to," I say back to myself.

"Not supposed to what?" Gerard asks in confusion, while scratching his head.

"Sorry, inner argument."

He nods and turns, staring at the TV, "Wanna watch another movie?"

"Sure, want something to drink or eat?"

"Dr. Pepper and no food," he answers. I grab the Dr. Pepper and my water, while also getting some Skittles.

When I sit down, giving Gerard his soda, he wraps an arm around me. I'm not-so-surprisingly okay with it, I know I shouldn't be, I'll lead him on and something like at the piercing place might happen.

He turns on the movie, it's the old Nightmare on Elm Street, good, the remake is so fucking stupid.

I open my water and take a big drink then set it down next to my leg and open my Skittles.

"Can I have some Skittles?" Gerard asks after a few moments.

"There's some more on the counter," I reply.

"But.... That's too far away."

I give him the 'really?' look and hand him my bag, "Lazy shit," I say and grab another one.

*~*~*~*~*~*

Sorry, I couldn't think at all. I kept writing and deleting and writing and deleting. Ugh, I just couldn't think for the life of me.

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xoxoCrashFire