Give me a reason to believe (Frerard)

VI.

*Frank's POV*

The party is going great so far. We're laughing about stupid stuff and making fun about stupid people. I see Gerard looking out to the crowd. "Wanna dance?" Bert offers before me. "I don't know how to" Gerard says. It's true, he doesn't know how to.

"I'll teach you" Bert says and holds Gerard's hand. A pang of pain hits me. Do I like Gerard? I think I do. Maybe it's just my friend Adrenalin since we're best friends and we do everything together.

But this pang is like jealousy. They walk into the crowd and see Bert jumping up and down to the music while head banging. I laugh at him and he stops and grabs his head, he laughs and makes Gerard laugh. It's great seeing Gerard happy, but it makes me a bit sad seeing him happy with somebody else.

I see Bert walk up to Gerard, he mouths something and so does Gerard. Bert grabs Gerard's head and smashes their lips together. That was Gerard's first kiss. My vision goes blurry and I get up. I stumble a bit and go to the kitchen.

I see some people smoking a blunt. "Want some dude?" some guy asks with a cough and extends his hand. I take it and inhale. I cough a bit and blow. "Keep it dude, you look like a mess" They stoner guy says. "Thanks" I say and grab a beer. I grab another and hand it to him. "Thanks dude" He says and opens it. He immediately chugs it down.

I walk out the kitchen and walk to the living room. I see Gerard holding a beer bottle and stumbling around with sweat on his forehead. Bert's laughing and drinking too. They were a laughing mess. I take a drag from the blunt and head out.

I walk home, it's a far walk but I don't care. I check the time 1:58AM. I get home and go to my room. I fall onto my bed and immediately go to sleep.

*Gerard's POV*

I guess you can say I've had a few drinks. Just kidding, I'm supper drunk. Bert asked me if I wanted to be his boyfriend. I say maybe, but then he kissed me. My first kiss. I go along with it and keep dancing. Some time goes by and I walk around. I haven't seen Frank around. "Hey Bert" I call him over. "Yeah?" He asks. "Where's Frank?" I ask. "I dunno" He says and lights a cigarette.

"We better get going" I say and look at the time, 2:38AM. "Yeah, you can stay over" He says. "Alright" I say. We get into his car and Bert drives slowly due to the alcohol he's had. I can't drive either cause I'm drunk. We get to his house and go upstairs. I've never been to his house.

We go into his room and it's dark, completely. There's band poster covering his walls, like Frank's room.

"Come here" He says and jumps onto his bed which squeaks. I sit down and Bert sits closer to me. He tucks a piece of hair behind my ear. "I like your hair" Bert says and laugh. "Thanks" I say and chuckle.

He places a hand on my cheek and brings my face close to his. He connects our lips lightly and his lips feel chapped and faded. They're rough.

I fall back lightly and Bert hovers me. Bert kisses my jaw the my neck. I don't know how to react. I don't know if I'm ready. But he is my first boyfriend and I don't want to disappoint him. "B-Bert" I say and place a hand on his chest.

"What?" He asks then goes to bite kisses onto my collarbone. "I-I don't think now's the time" I say. "What do you mean not the time?" He asks and looks at me. "I'm still a virgin" I say. "Oh" he says and sits back up.

"Good night then" He says and gets under his comforters.

I sigh and get under the blankets. I wanna go see Frank, is he home? Why did he leave? My thoughts take over. I close my eyes and go to sleep.

-NEXT MORNING-

I wake up in an unfamiliar room. My memory comes back, Bert, party, tired. I get up fast and I get dizzy. "Fuck" I say. I look at the nightstand and see a water glass with a pill.

Hope you feel better- Bert

I take the pill and drink water, I feel a bit better. Where's Bert anyways? I get up and walk out of his room. I walk downstairs and hear the television turned on. I walk quietly and see Bert passed out on the couch. I open the front door and leave.

I check my phone and see it's 1:28PM. I walk to Frank's house and open the door with the spare hidden key they keep. "Hi Gerard" I hear Linda. "Hi Linda" I say. "Where were you?" She asks. "I stayed over at Bert's house" I say. "That's nice" She says with a smile. "Frank's upstairs, he's been there for a while" She says. "Thanks" I say and go up to Frank's house.

I knock on his door and don't hear anything. "Frank?" I ask and knock again. Nothing. I open the door and see a lump on his bed. "Frank, wake up. It's almost two in the afternoon" I say and poke at him. I lift up the covers and a whiff of weed came to me. "Frank" I say as I lay down next to him. His face is in the pillow so I can't face him.

"Wake up" I say and get closer. He's warm, compare to Bert. "Frank" I whine. I move him and see his face. His eyes are still completely shut. His makeup is smudged big time. I move the hair from his face.

"Frank" I say again. "It's so cold" I hear him mumble. "Wake up" I say. "Frank, can I ask you something?" I ask. "You just did" he responds and rubs his eyes. "Ugh, you know what I mean" I say and push him lightly. "What's up?" He asks.

"Did you smoke pot?" I ask. "Mm, why?" He answers. "Your sheets smell like pot" I say and bring it up to his nose. He smells and says "it'll wear off." He looks at me and smiles. I smile back. His smile falls.