"Don't worry." Iris told Gerard. "I'll stay by your side all night " Gerard smiled at her, opening a beer and passing it over to iris. she held it up, tipping it toward him in thanks before tipping it back, downing almost the whole thing.
"Whoa there." Gerard laughed, steadying her as she reached for another one. "Slow down, alright?" He told her. She grumbled jokingly and nodded, pushing him away.
After the first 20 people, and the first 6 shots of God knows what, Iris was completely fucked up on the couch. she laid with her head on the arm rest, people - Gerard assumed that were her friend he just hadn't met yet - were sitting around her, and she was laughing obnoxiously at something someone said.
Gerard stood awkwardly in the corner with Kellin and Vic, the two of them making out against the wall while Gerard kept an eye on Iris.
Gerard noticed someone walk in with Logan, and he was pissed off, ready to run and tell frank, he was ready to completely throw Logan under the bus, Until he noticed that the guy with Logan was no stranger at all. The guy was frank. Then suddenly he really couldn't think of anything else, than about how hot frank looked.
He shaved the sides of his dark hair and bleached them out, red eyeshadow around his eyes. He was dress in a leather jacket and tight black jeans.
"Holy fuck." Gerard whispered.
Him and Logan weaved through the crowd, and suddenly Frank and Gerard made eye contact.
Gerard was just too stunned to look away.
"Well look who it is!" Frank said with sarcastic happiness.
"I- I Uh... Frank - you. Hair.. I mean- it's-" he stuttered out. He mentally cursed at himself. Really? One drink and he's already acting like this?
"Ya like my new hair, Gee? I did it without my parents permission, bad I know. Gonna call the cops on me?" He said, bitterness dripping off his voice.
Gerard felt his heart drop. "Look, I'm so sorry Frankie-" "Don't call me that." He snapped. "Only my friends can call me that."
"Hey, Frank... C'mon man." Kellin spoke up, "He's sorry." Gerard smiled at Kellin in thanks, but he wasn't paying any attention to Gerard. Him and Frank were seemingly having some weird silent conversation with their eyes, and Gerard felt slightly jealous of their connection, but he had to remember that they were best friends, they have been for years, Gerard was just the new kid who happened to get pulled into their friend group.
Frank looked directly into Gerard's eyes and nodded. "I'm sure he is... Bye guys." And with that, he turned and left.
"Thanks Kellin, but you didn't-" "It's fine, Gee. Really." He reassured him. "Chill out, and go have fun okay." He smiled at Gerard.
Gerard nodded hesitantly. He decided right then that he wanted to get so fucked up tonight, but then he saw the guy sitting way too close to Iris.
Now he didn't want to get into a fight every party he goes to, so him being the sneaky little fucker he was, he thought of a plan.
The closer he got to the couch, he realized that the guy had his hand on Iris' leg, and she was shaking her head drunkenly.
"No..." She whined. The guy chuckled, sliding his hand back and forth. "You don't understand... I have-" "hey baby!" Gerard feigned, sliding in next to Iris. "I've been looking all over for you." Iris stared at him for a moment before her eyes lit up. "A boyfriend! I've got a boyfriend, sir." She slurred. The guy eyed Gerard, and then nodded curtly, walking away.
"Thanks Gee." She whispered, pressing her forehead against cheek. "Yeah, of course." He told her. "Let's get you upstairs." He stood up grabbing her hand. She rose, and then immediately tripped over her feet.
"Alright." Gee huffed, lifting her up. When they were standing, the top of her head came to Gerard's armpit, so carrying her was easy for Gerard.
People hooted as Gerard carried her upstairs. Shouting about how he was getting it and some other bull shit he wasn't listening to.
Gerard laid her down on the bed, going over to her closet to find something for her to wear.
"Hey, Iris, do you have any..... And you're asleep." He chuckled under his breath, looking at her passed out on the bed.
He took off her shoes, pulling back the cover before sliding her legs under. He got into bed next to her, and she automatically clung to him.
He sighed, kissing her forehead. "Night, Iris."
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pretty when you cry//frerard
FanfictionGerard and frank were two completely different people, the only thing they had in common was their music taste. Gerard started at a new school, content with just being alone until he could move on and vanish. until he met frank, and finally had a re...
