chapter 7-Three Steps

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I walk into work and right away I feel all eyes on me. I had this idea to stand out more. Of course my red  hair but I'm also wearing a small yellow mask that goes over my eyes. It has eye holes of course so I can see. I'm also wearing a blue jacket with some red on it and some plain black pants and boots. Put together its all just..

Party Poison.

"Hey Party."

"Hey Jet Star."

"Hey Poison."

"Hey Fire Tree."

"Hey Party Poison."

"Hey Hailey. I have your sketches."

"Hey Party."

"Hey Sin Trooper."

"Poison?"

"Come on Hailey. Come to my office."

I feel famous now, and it feels great.

****

I showed Hailey the sketch and she loved it. She'll be getting the tattoo tomorrow and I, thank god, won't be giving it to her.

"Hey Gerard." I turn my head, and there he is. Frank. My beautiful Frank..My Frank?

"Frankie." I smile. Frank walks over to me and motions me to stand. I do as I'm told and Suddenly I feel his warm arms around me. I hug back, thinking maybe number 10 could happen right now. Just in a different way.

"You look really cool." Frank whispers in my ear.

"Th-thank you." Stupid. Gerard. Don't stutter. Frank pulls away even though I could hug him all fucking day really.

"Gee?" I look into Frank's beautiful eyes. He's so beautiful.

"Yes?"

"Will you be my boyfriend?" Holy fuck. Answer, but I can't answer. He said it in such an innocent way.

Together we could be GRANK. Yes Grank.

Party Poison and Fun Ghoul. All last night I was thinking of a stunt name for him. This could be amazing. Thus could be beautiful. This could-

"Gerard?" Fuck I was staring.

"Yes!" I yell, running to the short little man that I can now call mine. I hug him tight not wanting to let go of the man that is now mine.

"We should go on a date." Frank suggests. I pull away nodding.

"Yeah. Tonight. After I get off." I smile. Frank has the biggest smile on his face and I love it. He's happy. I'm happy.

"I'll see you tonight Gerard." I nod. Before I know what's happening, Frank plants a small kiss on my cheek. He smiles, waving bye.

Now he leaves me breathless.

****

I rub my right cheek, loving the burning sensation where Frank left that beautiful kiss. His lips felt soft and warm.

Frank should be over any minute and I honestly can't wait for out date to happen. It will be amazing, surely. We could eat dinner... go for a walk... cuddle... and kiss. Right. People kiss on dates, correct? And they touch...and most importantly, talk. People talk on dates. Frank and I will talk, kiss, and touch. That's how I want it.

Knock Knock

I walk to the door, taking a deep breath. I count to three.

1 Talking

2 Touching

3 Kissing

I open the door and I'm greeted with a wave and a huge smile./

"Hi Gerard." Frank walks in.

"Hey Frankie." I lead him to the couch where I plan on discussing where we should eat. "So, where would you like to eat?" I ask. "You can pick anywhere." Frankie thinks for a moment.

"Anywhere?" I nod. "Can we just stay here? I like being here." My heart beats fast. I want to say of course but I don't want to make myself sound to excited.

"Sure." I shrug my shoulders, smiling. "Are you hungry?"

"No. Not really. I was hoping I just could.. get to know you."

1 talking.

"Yeah, of course. What would you like to know?" I ask.

"Everything."

Everything. Everything about me. He knows where I work. He knows I like art. He knows my name of course. What do I say?

"Well, I moved out of my parents house when I was 19. I went to art school for three years. I like cats. My favorite color is red. I like dying my hair. I-"

"Gerard. Slow down." I didn't know I was talking so fast. "I uh, still live with my parents. I don't have any siblings and I'm glad I don't but Mikey seems really cool. I dropped out of collage. I don't work. My favorite color is black. I know I sound like a loser because-"

"No. Not at all Frankie. It's understandable." Frank sighs. I put my hand on his shoulder giving him a sympathetic look. "Don't be sad." I say.

"I'm not... I just... I really like you." My heart skips a beat. I love the way that sounds coming out of his mouth.

"I really like you Frankie. You know, you are the first guy who's ever liked me back..." Frank looks at me surprised.

"Really? but you are so amazing and talented...and, you're hot Gerard." I laugh, scooting closer to Frank. I lean my head towards his ear.

"You are way hotter Frank." I whisper. Then I do something I didn't think I had the balls to do. I bite his ear, tugged on it, and pulled back. I look at Frank who's blushing.

"Ca-can I tell you something?" Frank asks. I nod. "Before you passed out, you said something." Oh fuck.

"What did I say? I was drunk. I-"

"Calm down Gerard. I'm not mad." I stare at frank confused.

"What.. What did I say?"

"You said... fuck me.. in your sleep and send me to heaven." WHAT. WHY DID I SAY THAT? "Gerard, I know its odd and you were drunk but... one day... I want to take you to heaven." I stare, not knowing what to say. He wants to take me to heaven... like have sex.

"You want to have sex?" I ask.

"Well, one day. With you. I see this relationship going far." I smile, knowing I see it going far too.

"Well Frank. I do too and when we do have sex, it will be amazing but for now..." I take Frank's hand and lead him to my bedroom.

"Gerard. What are you doing?" I jump on my bed, laying back.

2 touching

"Stay the night Frank. Sleep with me." I all of sudden feel very confident. Frank smiles, getting on the bed with me. He wraps his arms around me as I pull the blankets up. I softly put my head on his chest. "This is nice." I say snuggling up to him till there is no space left. "I like this."

"I love this." Frank says playing with my flaming red hair. Frank's warm. His skin is soft and beautiful. I didn't expect to be laying in bed with him, but I'm glad it's happening. It feels amazing. I reach over, turning off the light. Then, I snuggle up back to Frank. Frank rubs his hands lightly on my back and side. I sigh, loving the feel.

"Night Frankie."

I guess number 3 will have to wait.

"Night Gerard."

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