1. I Don't Believe in God

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"Umm... Hi... Im Gerard Gay- Way."

I smirk

"And my parents just moved here. Im 18 and I don't believe in god."

I sit down, pleased with how I introduced myself to the teen bible study. I look around at everyones shocked faces. I see one kid, he's sitting in the back hood on, and trying to hold in a laugh so fucking bad. I give him a wink.

After a while or so as the others introduce themselves we get to the boy who caught my interests.

"Hey, Im Frank Iero. Im 14... Umm my birthdays Halloween? Thats cool..."

He seems awkward...ly cute. DAMN WAS THAT A SMASHING PUMPKINS HOODIE. THE LIMITED EDITION ONE. He noticed me staring and smirks at me. I give him my signature wide mouth smile. Wait, did he say his birthday was Halloween?! Thats sick.
I spend about the rest of bible study making faces with Frank every time someone said something about god. Or anything really. I mean its not like it was a pain looking at his face. He was pretty good looking.

Its about the middle of bible study and we get a 5 minute break. Most kids are staying in the study room but the kid bolts out. Before he slips out the door he notions for me to follow him. I giggle and follow him. He keeps walking and I have to run to catch up to him.

"Hey stranger."

"Gerald was it?"

"Fuck off, I like your hoodie. That was the limited edition Halloween one right?"

"Yea it was a last minute birthday present."

He seemed happy with his response, considering the giggles that came out of him after.

"So I'm guessing youre not the most good christian kid here?"

"Actually I'm a bit gay so don't think I qualify."

The cute kids gay. I might look composed right now. BUT IM NOT O FUCKING KAY.

"Really? Hehe..."

He looks up at me. I just realized how short he really was.

"Hope youre not homophobic or anything... that would suck you seem cool..."

He looks back down and I stop. He noticed me and stops to, looking back at me questionably.

"Im gay as hell as if I could be homophobic."

I immediately cover my mouth after that. I guess you could say I wasn't out. He giggles. Fucking adorable. He grabs my hand and leads me to this alley. We're still on church grounds but I'm a but nervous about where he's taking me.

"Where are we going?"

"The pride house."

"Pride house?"

I stop. Im not out. I can't go there. What if someone sees and tells my parents. What if I see someone from my new school there. What if I become the "faggot". Even thinking of that makes me shiver. No ones accepting. I mean nothings gonna change any time soon. Who even allowed a Pride House. I start to panic. My own thoughts making me want to cry. As usual I find myself scolding myself for following the cute boy. As to wake me from my nightmare, Frank squeezes my hand. I forgot he was holding it.

"You said you were gay? May I quote, "Gay as hell."?"

"I-I don't... I'm sorry..."

I let go of his hand. His face turns to give me a "I'm sorry I didn't know" look. I instantly start scolding myself for causing his pretty face to smile like that. Then that moves to me scolding myself for calling him pretty so many times.

"I didn't know... I'm sorry! I really thought you were out... I should have asked I'm sorry..."

He looks at his feet.

"It's just... I always slip off there because this church makes me feel like shit..."

Hes so young and confused... I used to be him, and where I grew up... I'm not going to relive me coming out to my best friend, hah if you could call her that after... No. Not going there today Gee... Before Gerard knew it he pulled the smaller boy into a tight hug. He's seen to much of Belleville and how they treat homosexuals even though he's only lived here 2 days. Its almost worse than his old place.

"Frank, lets go... To the Pride House."

I pull away and take his hand. He looks at me, confused. He looked so adorable like that.

"Well? I don't know where it is."

"You really want to go? I can take you ba-"

"I want to go."

I give him a reassuring smile. His face lights up as he nods and starts walking. Damn... When he smiled at me like that I swear the world got 10 times brighter. I want to see him like that every second.
Bucket list
1. Make Frank happy
2. Keep Frank happy
3. Kiss Fr-

Before I could finish my thought Frank squeezed my hand excitedly and linked arms with me.

"Tada!! Were here!"

"Wow... Is this even allowed?! Right next to a church too?!"

"Yea... Its not really an official place, but some rich trans guy bought the property here and made a safe space for the lgbtq+ people..."

"Thats amazing..."

"Yea... people used to riot and be dicks when this place was first made but the owner kept suing them because they did illegal stuff I guess and people stopped after the first few won cases..."

"Lets go!"

I eagerly pull Frank along behind me. I don't realize how dumb my grin is when Frank lets out a giggle.

"What?"

"I didn't know you would be so happy, thats all."

"We never had anything like this where I used to live."

"Well, I'm glad you have this now."

We get to the doors of the house. I see a few people in there. They look so happy... I look over my shoulder to Frank, half wanting his approval to step inside and half just wanting to admire his features. He grins his dumb, beautiful, really fucking hot, grin, squeezes my hand and says

"What are we waiting for?"

~~Authors Note~~

Ok so I think ANs are stupid but here I am making one... PLEASE COMMENT AND STUFF I WANT FEED BACK THANKY FOR READING ILY BYE -Em

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