Frerard One Shots

It's Not The End For Us

A/N: HA! It's 5 am when I finished writing this so understand sleep-deprived me created this! Man, very long and also be mindful of what's implied with Eliza...Just putting that out there as a warning heads up.

"Kiss me, Frank," he says.
I bit my lip uneasy. "I don't know, Gerard," I mutter.
"Please, I've kissed like two people before. I need practice. You've had tons of girlfriends so you have more experience." It's not that I didn't want to kiss Gerard because I did. I want to kiss him more than anything else in the world. I love him but it's because I love him I refuse to kiss him. He is my best friend and I have a crush on him. I've wanted to kiss him for almost a year and now that he's blatantly asking me, I can't. I don't want to kiss him knowing I'm basically teaching him how to kiss so he can perfect it with someone else. "I'm desperate here, man. I really like her."
"Fine," I cave in. His precious puppy eyes break me and I give in. Gerard was right on saying I've kissed plenty of girls before. I've had a lot of girlfriends. It wouldn't say I'm a player, maybe I used to but I stopped dating for almost 7 months. Hell, I stopped kissing everyone and flirting in general for almost 5 months now. It's all because of my stupid best friend. I love him more than anything and the first time we kiss, it's supposed to be platonic.
I wouldn't say it's the best kiss in my life. There was a girl I dated when I was 14, she knew how to kiss really well as I remember. Gerard's inexperienced due to his fear of girls in general. In kindergarten, there was a girl named Lacey and he told her he liked her braids. She made fun of him for a long time and every time he tried talking to him, she'd scream "cooties!" and run away. Even though I was the smallest in the class, I wasn't going to let anyone treat my best friend that way. So when Gerard and I were coloring together, she started making fun of Gee. I decided I've had enough. I marched my tiny self up to her and punched her square in the nose. She started bleeding and crying hysterically. I guess she's never been punched before, which is somewhat surprising considering how much of a bitch is was.
Gerard was happy I stood up for him. I mean, after all, he's my best friend. Even though Lacey didn't bother Gerard again, he was still afraid of girls. He didn't talk to any let alone try asking them out. For some reason though, girls were falling at my feet. In middle school, they'd always ask to go to the dances with me and I loved the attention so I'd never decline if I wasn't already taken. I had a lot of girlfriends in high school but Gerard was scared. Our freshman year homecoming, he asked someone out and he went with her but it really didn't turn into anything more than that. She didn't talk to him after the dance and Gerard didn't seem to care. Then he had a fling with another girl over the summer but he never talked much about it. I get the feeling she only used him for "fun" and it was a one night stand.
Now it's our senior year in high school and Gerard is crazy about some girl in his art class. He asked her to our senior year homecoming and they went. Now, he wants to date her as his girlfriend. I should be happy for him, right? He's my best friend and I should be happy he's found someone. But Gerard Way is also my crush and like any normal high school teen, I was deeply jealous he was with her instead of me. Living a life with Gerard as my best friend and crush was not easy. No matter how much it hurt, no matter how much I wanted him or believed I deserve him, I had to suppress all those feelings and pretend I don't care as much as I do.

Gerard's lips pressed against mine. For a moment, I completely blanked but I can come to my senses. I know how to kiss people and I'm not kissing Gee for my own pleasure. No, I'm supposed to teach him how. I part my mouth slightly and lock on his lips, my hands resting on his hips. He's still rigid so I have to pull back. "Okay, Gee, you need to ease up," I tell him.
"I know, it's just...weird."
"Well, you're the one who was wanting this so-"
"No, it's not bad weird, just different," he says. I look at him and almost want to smile but I can't. That would mean too much. "What should I do?"
"First of all, relax. You're not kissing a spider so you don't need to scrunch your face up." He nods, laughing awkwardly. "Also, remember not to close your eyes and then go for it. Lean in first and right when you're about to meet with my lips, then close them. Trust me, you don't want to miss. "
Gerard laughs, blushing in the slightest. I wish he was blushing because we kissed, not because he's embarrassed. I wish he was kissing me for me, not for somebody else. "Try again?" he asks.
"Yes, and one more thing. Cup my face with my hands."
"And then what?"
"Use your imagination. Run them through my hair, slide them down and hold my shoulder to pull me closer. Don't just keep them still. Keep it light and moving, if that makes sense. Same thing with your lips. Don't just sit them, pucker and kiss them back. Hell, if you're feeling adventurous, use your tongue or bite my lip." I stop myself before I say anymore.
Gerard nods at my advice. "Maybe, depends if I figure out the basics or not."
"Again?" I ask. I'm getting too into this. I'm not supposed to be enjoying it but Gerard kisses me again, this time, it's so good. He did exactly what I said. He gently cups my face and tilts his head to the slide, leaning into my lips. He locks around my bottom lip and he teasingly bits it, pulling away slowly. My hands rest on his chest and I completely melt in his touch. My mouth parts open and Gerard doesn't hesitate to seize this opportunity to slip his tongue over mine. I was worried he'd be like all amateurs and shove his tongue in my mouth but I should have known better. Gerard is shy and timid. So when his tongue grazed my lips, it set my heart on fire.
He pulls away and looks at me. "How was that?" he asks shyly.
I open my eyes and look at him, he's still cupping my face. "Perfect," I whisper.
I almost feel the urge to kiss him again but then Gerard smiles. "Awesome, thank you so much!" he says. This isn't a kiss for us. It's a kiss for Gerard and his art friend Eliza Cutz.
"Anytime," I reply, my heart sinking a little.