Honey, This Closet Isn't Big Enough For The Two Of Us

Chapter Three

Frank's POV

I woke up to Mikey on top of me smacking me repeatedly in the face with a pillow. "Whut?" I groaned. "You fell asleep." He replied with a smirk. "Noooooooooooo I would have never guessed." I said with ridiculously obvious sarcasm laced in my voice.

"Shut up, it's only 4 am and I wanna play Mario Kart." Mikey said finally getting off me and turning on his TV.

"You're not gonna beat me no matter how many rounds we play. It's just not gonna happen." I laughed, shaking my head.

"Shut up, ya little gremlin." He mumbled, smacking me in the arm and heading me a controller.

"I'm not that short. At least I'm not literal fucking slender man." I laughed again and hit him back. He laughed really loud and said "Shut up. Let's play."

We both burst out laughing after we heard a really loud noise that sounded like that one video of that deer who screamed really loud and it sounded really weird.

"Gerard what the actual fuck?!" Mikey and I were still laughing when he yelled that.

"I fucking got paint all over my chest and stomach!" he yelled back.

"Well maybe you shouldn't be painting at 4 am! And not to mention shirtless!" Mikey yelled still laughing.

"Yeah I think I'm just gonna wipe it off to the best of my abilities with a towel and just take a shower tomorrow!" I wouldn't mind wiping that paint off of him....

"Whatever floats your boat, Gee!" Floats his boat wtf does that even mean Mikey?

"Haha goodnight Mikes! Goodnight Frank!" Honestly, this is gonna sound stupid, but I love that he said goodnight to me as well. It made me feel special for some reason. "Goodnight!" Mikey and I both yell back.

Many a games of Mario Kart later (Mikey winning none) we both fell asleep at like 5 in the am's. Nothing really happened other than when I got up to take a piss and I tripped over Mikey's long ass leggies and faceplanted into the ground.

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Gerard's POV

I woke up at about 10 which is surprising for me considering I usually sleep until like 2 pm. Not to mention I stayed up until past 4 painting. Also I realized I still have paint on my chest and stomach that I need to wash off.

When I went downstairs to make coffee I saw that I wasn't the only one up. A certain little emo child named Frank, was sitting at the table eating cereal and drinking coffee.

I heard the shower turn on and knew that Mikey had probably told him to help himself. I coughed a little to try and get him to notice that one was there.

He jumped a little and started choking on his coffee. I just sat and watched for a bit and laughed then gave him a couple pats on the back.

Once he was done dying, we just kinda stared at each other for about 30 seconds, making dead eye contact. Then, he ran up to me and smashed his lips into mine and we started to make out. KIDDING. I wish that was what happened.

What actually happened is we just starred at each other, making dead eye contact, as said, for a bit then, we just burst out laughing. We were laughing for about 5 minutes before we finally got a hold of ourselves.

"Soooo..... uh you're new here?" Way to go Gerard, you just have to pick now to be awkward as fuck. In front of your crush, of course. I am probably the worst person at making conversation.

"Uh, yeah my parents and I just moved here from New York. It's pretty rad here, I like it a lot." He smiled and giggled. FUCKING GIGGLED. That had to be the most adorable thing ever.