My Way Home Is Through You. (Frerard) Chapter 6

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We play Guitar Hero for hours after that. Frank always wins, though. I don't care, as long as I am with him. He celebrates yet another victory and I yawn. He looks at me and smirks. 

"You want a break before I kick your ass again?" he asks, still smirking.  

I look at my watch. It's 10pm. Wow, it seems like only minutes have passed since the movie! I really need a break, my fingers are aching!  

I nod. 

We sit down on his bed and stare at eachother again.  

"Gerard.. can I ask you something..?" he says, blushing slightly. 

"Of course. Anything." I reply, trying to make him feel comfortable. 

"How did you know you were gay..?" he blushes deeply this time. 

"Umm well.. to be honest, I just knew." I reply, "I started to get crushes on guys, and feel more nervous around them, and one day.. I just stood up and said 'I'm gay!'" 

Frank looks thoughtful.. 

"But how did you know for sure..?" he blushes, yet again. 

"Well, I just did. I was confused for a while though. But I realised that I was not even looking at girls anymore. They just didn't interest me. Not like they did that much, anyway to be honest." 

"Oh, okay.." replies Frank, still deep in thought. "So do you have a boyfriend then?" he blushes again and it's just adorable. 

"Nope." I reply, examining him. 

"Do you like anyone..?" he asks. 

"I have my eye on someone, yeah." I reply, with a wink. 

"Okay.. well what if I said.." he looks down, embarrassed. 

"Frank, it's okay, you can tell me anything." I say, really wanting him to finish. 

"Well what if I said.. I umm... I think I'm gay.. but I don't know how to tell for sure and..." he looks back up at me. I get the message. 

"Oh." I say speechless. Frank bites his lip and blushes. 

"Well, I think I could help you with that." I say, getting closer. 

He moves back a little and I position myself above him, my knees in line with his hips, he is pretty much a tomato now. He is blushing so hard. Since he is lying down now, I move my head down and tilt it. He leans in, too.

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