date ✩ frerard

Pick you up in 10 -xofrnk

Okay I'll be quick -jamia

I'm near where the closeted gay jocks live -xofrnk

You're near *gasp* -jamia

You're ready right? -xofrnk

Never been more ready -jamia

As soon as Jamia Nestor clicks send and shuts off her phone, Frank Iero turns left and into her neighborhood. Frank's breathing fastens and his worries are taking over all his thoughts.

Before every straight date, Frank tried to convince himself he was more straight than gay since he was itching away from his bisexual orientation. "My name is Frank Iero and I like girls" never sounded very convincing in his head.

His first date was with a girl named Hayley, which admittedly was an accidental drunk hookup at Taco Bell, but for fuck's sake, Frank was vegetarian!

This was probably his first actual date he went and actually knew the girl. Last couple of dates were chosen by his extremely gay friend, Pete Wentz, who had no idea how straight dates even worked. But Frank stupidly agreed to every date, this one included. Pete convinced Frank to take Jamia to a fancy restaurant (with a vegetarian menu because what else would Frank eat?) and Frank hesitantly agreed again.

As Frank pulled up to Jamia's house, he texted her and waited. After a minute or two of sitting in awkward silence, Jamia's front door opened and she came out in a tight knee length red dress that could make anyone want her. Except Frank. He liked it, but he didn't want to tear it right off and fuck her then and there.

"Hey!" Jamia smiles and opens the passenger door to Frank's car. Frank gives her a lopsided grin and starts driving away to the restaurant.

"Where are we going then?" Jamia says almost immediately.

"This new Italian place Pete suggested. I'm not a huge fan of meat so it works fine. Plus I'm part Italian." Frank winks and laughs. Jamia grins and looks out the window to the road.

The rest of the car ride involved awkward questions about each other and quite a bit of silence since Frank's friend, Tyler, took his car radio. Once they arrive, Frank takes a nervous breath and opens Jamia's door. She quietly says "thank you" and they walk to the door together.

Frank once again holds the door open for Jamia and she smiles. Her smile was one of the most beautiful things Frank ever saw on a girl. It wasn't too forceful or showed too much teeth. He quickly regained consciousness of the world around him as a redhead waiter spoke to them.

"Hello, uh, my name is Gerard and I'll be your waiter this evening. I suppose it's a party of two?" The waiter asks and they both nod. Gerard smiles and starts walking towards a table with Frank and Jamia trailing behind. Once they finally reach their table they sit down across from each other and Gerard hands each a menu.

"Can I get you guys anything to drink?" Gerard asks shyly. He wasn't always this shy, or ever.

But there's something about this guy. Pete had mentioned something about a small tattooed boy named Frank, could it be him? Gerard thought to himself.

"Uh, yeah I'll just have a water please?" Frank said quietly and Jamia rolled her eyes. She could not be going on date with another gay guy.

"I'll have a vodka lemonade, thanks." Jamia spoke and Gerard scurried to the kitchen, leaving the drinks to some girl named Lindsey, to text Pete.

Gee 🌙: Remember that guy you mentioned? Short and tattooed?

PWeezy 💯: Yeah his name is Frank, why

Gee 🌙: HE'S HERE AND WITH A GIRL WTF

PWeezy 💯: he's bi chill

Gee 🌙: gtgtgtgtgtg

PWeezy 💯: don't do anything stupid I s2g

Gerard dropped his phone back into his bag and hurried to the kitchen where Lindsey just finished making Jamia's lemonade.

"That girl's cute what the fuck." Lindsey blushes and Gerard laughs.

"That guy she's with is cute." Lindsey sighs, understanding their situation, and Gerard goes back to Frank and Jamia.

"Here ya go. Um, you guys ready to order?" Gerard speaks and his heart beats faster by the second. Frank orders a salad and Jamia orders spaghetti and breadsticks. As he finished taking the order, Jamia could sense her gaydar going off. Gerard hurries off again and Lindsey stopped him before he could go text Pete.

"Alright listen here you little shit. We both know what we want. You piss off that Jamia girl so I can go to her rescue and if I hurt you, I apologize in advance, okay?" Lindsey quickly says before going back to the kitchen and helping cook Jamia's food and Frank's salad.

PWeezy is typing...

PWeezy 💯: get him to ditch her I don't think she even likes him like you can tell Frank's gay as fuck

Gee 🌙: lynz likes her

PWeezy 💯: get them to date

Gee 🌙: I'm not an expert help

PWeezy 💯: ask lynz shes gr8

Gee 🌙: pEeEeEeEtEeEe

PWeezy 💯: fck off m9 I'm cuddling with my bby

PWeezy 💯 sent a picture message!

Gee 🌙: DONT TOUCH MY BROTHER THERE WTF

PWeezy 💯: gtg

Gerard sighed and once again tucked his phone away back in his bag. He made his usual rounds around the restaurant, asking if everything was okay, until he made it back to Frank's table. He tried to linger around to hear the conversation but his friend, Ray Toro with the fro was constantly bothering him if his hair looked okay under a hair net which honestly made his head look huge.

***

"What's your sexuality?" Jamia suddenly asks as Gerard leaves. Frank freezes and his eyes widen but quickly looks to the floor. Jamia locks her eyes on Frank and waits for a response.

"I'm heterosexual." Frank stuttered. Jamia snorted and Frank blushed of embarrassment.

"Okay, prove it." Jamia smirks and leans towards Frank. It took him a second but he knew what Jamia wanted.

He had to kiss her.

He hesitates for a bit, then finally leans in to kiss her. Jamia moves a little too quick, leaving Frank to struggle a bit. She pulls away for a second, leans in again, this time messing with Frank's lip ring. Frank's breathing quickens and Jamia's practically smirking.

Gerard makes his way to their table, carrying their plates of food. A guy in the booth behind Frank and Jamia's sticks out his foot, tripping him and causing the plates to fly in the air. Frank opens his eyes and quickly pulls away from Jamia's kiss. She reacts too slowly, spaghetti landing on her.

She screams.

Frank tries to conceal his laugh, but fails. He stands up off his seat and helps Gerard off the floor. Gerard's face is a bright pink, matching his messy mop of fiery red hair.

"I'm Frank." Frank gives Gerard a lopsided grin and Gerard blushes more.

"Excuse me?! I'm fucking covered in spaghetti sauce! Someone help me clean up!" Jamia complains. Gerard waves Lindsey over and leaves her with Jamia as he's taken by Frank. Lindsey stares in disbelief as Frank practically drags Gerard into a bathroom.

"Er, you're gonna have to change out of that and into something else, hun." Lindsey quietly speaks and Jamia's mood changes. She nods and Lindsey rushes to retrieve her spare clothes for Jamia.

"Thanks." Jamia says, heading to the bathroom to change into Lindsey's clothes. Lindsey watches her walk into the bathroom and smiles.

So much for a normal day at work Lindsey grins.