I rolled my eyes as I pulled up to my job. This is the worst part of being a server, dealing with people on Valentines Day. All couples come in, all dressed up and ready to spend 100 dollars on meals for their dates. Usually leaving me 10% on the check. I could never date someone who was cheap on their check - I don't know if it's because I'm a waiter or because I just simply hate cheap people. I think it's a mix of both. Either way, this day sucks for working. You would think it's good, we get busy, we are on a wait for an hour or more, but it's mostly cheap people. I don't exactly work at a 5 star restaurant. It doesn't help that I'm pretty bitter about the holiday since my ex boyfriend broke up with me.
Yeah. I'm gay. Everyone who I ever told that I'm gay are always shocked when I tell them, apparently I don't have the "gay" look. Whatever. I can careless what people think about me, good or bad. My family supports me, and that's all what matters. I've never really cared what other people thought of me. I'm secure enough with myself.
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I've had a total of 5 boyfriends and 2 girlfriends. My first girlfriend, Samantha was sweet and caring. We had a lot in common and she played guitar just like me. After 2 months she broke up with me because she felt like we were more like friends, I was scared to go past 2nd base with her. I was 14 when I dated Samantha. We are still friends.
Then when I was 17 I dated Jamia. We were together for 2 years. She was absolutely beautiful and I felt we were soul mates. We clicked perfectly ever since she walked into my old job at Pathmark. I lost my virginity to her and she lost hers to me. When I was 19 I figured out that I'm gay. I told her once I figured it out. At first she was really hurt and felt betrayed. She asked me if there was someone else, honestly there wasn't but I didn't want to continue a relationship with someone so perfect like Jamia knowing I was attracted to men. After a year she got over it and she's my best friend now. I tell her everything and she tells me everything, too. It was like we never dated and were always friends. It's just how things are supposed to work sometimes.
After the breakup I didn't want to date for a while. I was in college just trying to keep up with my school work. I was never the best of students so I focused a lot on my school work. I didn't want to fail so I didn't have too much of a social life. After 2 years I learned to balance it all out and I started going out more.
That was until I met James. He was adorable. He had blonde hair and green eyes and I never felt so good with someone. I told him how I was never with a guy, but I was with a girl. He understood and told me we will take it slow. After months on end I wasn't ready and he got sick of waiting and broke up with me.
That was the end of James.
I dated here and there. Nothing serious. I was 23 at this point and I was getting anxious. I wanted to find "Mr Right" and the man who I can spend the rest of my life with.
I was 23 when I met Gerard Way. I met him through Jamia. She's known Gerard since she was in art school and she knew he was gay and she felt like playing match maker. When I saw him my heart skipped a beat. He was beautiful. Black hair and hazel eyes perfectly working well with his pale skin. He was pretty tall (anyone is tall next to me) and completely amazing. He's an art dealer and has been straight out of college. He was in Life Painting with Jamia in college. They are pretty good friends.
Gerard made me feel sweaty and shy at first. He completely stole my heart. After we all hung out at the bar on the way home I lunged to Jamia and told her he's the love of my life and she was the best friend anyone can ask for. She laughed back at me and said she always knew that me and Gerard would work, she just needed the perfect time to bring us together.
Gerard and I exchanged phone numbers after that night at the bar and started talking. After a weeks worth of talking we went on a real date, 3 dates later I was officially Gerard Way's boyfriend and I never been happier. I found the man of my dreams. Everything was perfect.
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HeartBox (frank/gerard) (ferard)
FanfictionFrank is a server at a restaurant and has to work on the most romantic day of the year. Bitter about the holiday ever since Gerard left him for another man Frank has been dealing with it pretty alright. But his heart is tested when he's forced to se...