I'm not okay(Trust me)

New Neighbours

-Franks POV-

Mom stopped the car outside the house and jumped out in excitement and ran over to the removal Truck, Starting to unpack the boxes with the Removal man.I sighed and slowly got out the car,Slamming the door after I got out,Gaining a weird look from Mom.

"Don't You like our new house Frankie?" She questioned,I could tell what she wanted the answer to be, So I lied, "I love it mom,It's perfect" I forced a smile upon my face but I wanted to yell it was horrible and that I wanted to be back home, But I kept that inside my mind.

Mom shoved  a box into my hands and waved me away to take the box inside, and then gave me the keys to unlock the door as I headed that way. I placed the box on the ground and unlocked the door,Seeing the inside for the first time.It was creamy coloured with a set of oak wood stairs on the right hand side. It smelt sweet in a way, But It was a little too sweet for my liking.I picked up the box and took it into the hallway,Placing it out of the way. I made my way back outside and To mom,Just as I was about to pick up another box I heard a really high pitched sound.

"Coo-ey!" I turned around to see a middle aged woman and a teenage boy,Who had very strange knees, Standing infront of me. I raised my eyebrow at the high pitched voice she had used but just shook it off.The woman had a huge smile plastered on her face and walked over to my mom,Hugging her, and taking her by surprise.

"Hi,I'm your new neighbour. Donna Way" She shook my hand and I looked over at the boy stood at the side of her,Who held a poker face the whole time.

"Oh,This is my son,Michael.Say Hi love" She looked over at her son and he cleared his throat.

"Hi,Call me Mikey" He mumbled and I nodded.

We stood there in silence for a few seconds and then my mom spoke up.

"I'm Linda, And this is my son Frank" She smiled and gestured towards me.

"Lets get sorting this out mom,We have a lot to do." I said,Finally speaking up.

Mom nodded and Donna held her finger up in thought. She walked towards her house and shouted up the stairs.

"Gerard? Come say Hi to the new neighbours" About 2 minutes later a boy came out of the house,Wearing a Blink 182 shirt. Woah he Likes my music? Maybe he's like me? No..With that face he'd be popular. Wait..What?

Donna smiled and looked at Gerard,"Say Hi"

He mumbled a really quiet Hello and whispered something in his moms ear. She nodded and he walked off back into the house.

It was silent for a little while,Until Donna explained that Gerard was in fact like me,Not a peoples person and that we will be going to the same school and Gerard And Mikey will be giving me lifts to school.

The day carried on like that up until about 10pm.  I was just playing around on my guitar and mouthing some words to a song,American Idiot by Green Day, And suddenly got the feeling I was being watched. I shivered and Placed My guitar on the stand and walked over the to window to close the curtains.I was just about to do so when I noticed Gerard was staring at me through the window. He was sat in a dark room, and his pale face stood out in the moonlight. I pulled a shocked face and he looked down,Reaching under his bed and pulled out a notepad and pen. I was confused but interested in what he was doing as he started writing quickly. He lifted the paper and I read through the neat writing. It was his phone number.

-Gerards POV-

I raised the notepad up and he nodded,Grabbing his phone out of his pocket and typing the number into his phone.

A few seconds later I received a message.

Uknown number: Hello,Why stare at me through the window for?

I looked up from my Phone and at the young boy across from my house and looked back at my phone,Trying to think of a way to answer truthfully,But not creepily.

-Back to Franks POV-

Just after I'd sent the message to him,I was slightly nervous for some reason but he had asked me to text him so nothing bad could happen. I watched him and figured he'd received the message when He looked up at me and then back at his phone and started typing.

My phone vibrated in my hand and I read over it,I found myself surprised at the answer he had given:

Unknown number: I don't know I guess it was interesting watching you play guitar.

I smiled and looked up, He stared  blankly at me and I shrugged,Adding his number to my contacts.

I received another message after asking my name in which I just simply told him Frank Iero.

The conversation carried on for about 2 hours.Asking questions about eachother,Finding out hobbies we like.We both like the same music and  bands and Gerard likes to draw,He says it takes his minds off things and lets out his feelings. I, on the other hand, have another way of doing that but theres no way I'd tell him that,It's way too private.

-Gerard-

I wasn't too slow to reply to messages whenever I received them,I might of made a friend and I don't want him bored of waiting for me to reply. I found out his name is Frank Iero,He likes music and plays the guitar and he doesn't fit in that well. So there's another thing we have in common.

It was 1am now so I decided to text Frank one last time with a simple "Goodnight Frank,Drive you to school tomorrow" And closed the curtains before changing and getting into bed,Slowly drifting of to sleep.