Stuck (Frerard)

At Gerard's- Chapter 11

|Very fluffy. Sorry id some parts are weird or don't make sense. It was super early in the movie when I wrote this all.|

Gerard's P.O.V.

I snuck glances at Frank while watching the movie. I couldn't focus too much on the scenes right now with Frank sitting so close to me. I could have sworn I saw him shift closer to me.

When the movie ended, it was still early. Only 7:30. 

"You wanna get ice cream or something? Its only 7:30," Frank suggested.

"Okay. Let me change again,"

I cleared both our plates, putting them in the sink. I can deal with them later. Then I walked to my room and closed the door. For the first time in a very long time, I felt actually happy. Not just content, but actually gleeful. Its a very new feeling that I like. I put back on the light blue sports bra, put on another layer of lipgloss, and put on some simple black combat boots. I wonder if Frank won't want to be seen with me. I hope me being non-binary doesn't change anything. I walked out the door and Frank's head whipped toward me. His eyes lit up as he looked at my full outfit. 

"Is this okay?" I ask

"It's perfect," he smiles

"You won't be embarrassed to be seen with me?"

"Of course not! Anyone who would be embarrassed is a piece of shit and doesn't deserve you, okay Gerard?" 

"Okay," I smirked. Frank is so nice.

"Ready?"

"Yeah,"

We walked the short walk to an ice cream shop. Frank held open the glass door for me and I thanked him. I nearly had to squint since the room is lit up with bright lights, and the whole room is pretty much white. White tile floors and white painted walls. A drastic change from the dark outside. We walked up to the case that contains plenty of ice cream containers. I already knew what I was getting, but Frank was still looking and I didn't want to be rude and rush him. Once he was done gazing at all the colorful flavors, he looked up at me and asked, "Ready to order?"
"Yep,"
The girl behind the case who was cleaning ice cream scoopers heard us and set her work down to come over to us and help. She had a friendly smile. Frank ordered some weird flavor, 'chunky cookie swirl' or whatever, and I ordered 'coconut cherry chip'. I paid because Frank didn't bring his wallet. We pulled out small metal chairs that made a loud screech against the floor and sat at a small square metal table. When we were both settled, Frank told me,"So this is the second time you've paid for me. I'm gonna have to make it up to you somehow."
"Okay. Take me out to coffee sometime again maybe," I smirked at him, and he smiled.

Frank's P.O.V.

What did this mean? He wants me to take him to coffee? As a date or something? I could feel myself blush, which made me more embarrassed, which caused me to blush even more.
"Sure," I smirked back. Is there a chance that Gerard likes me too? I've only known him for, maybe, 2 weeks? Almost 2 weeks. I like being around him. I also can't just leave him. I know about his depression, which is something he probably keeps secret. He also know about my problems with my dad. We seem to trust each other which is a good thing. I could see Gerard as my boyfriend, but I doubt he'd want to date me. I'm depressed, ugly, and not super friendly.

He doesn't actually like you Frank. He only pities you.

"What do you do after school?" Gerard asked in between bites of ice cream. He examined the orange spoon in his neon pink cup.

" I just go home usually. Some days I go to the park, but just to smoke and not to meet up with friends,"

"What are you doing specifically after this Monday?" He eyed me.