Fool (Frerard fanfiction)

CHAPTER 11

CHAPTER ELEVEN
*GERARD'S POV*

When I walked up to Frank's one story house, I was not expecting to have someone open the door before I even got to the door. Especially not Frank. Was I at the wrong house?

"You must be Gerard!! I'm Frank's mom, please, come in!" I entered in the house. It was covered with boxes.

"IT'S BEEN 22 HOURS AND 37 MINUTES SINCE I LAST SAW YOU!! LOVE ME!" I hear the all too familiar voice of my love. He charged down the stairs and launched himself into my arms. I caught him by his waist, holding him tight.

    "You are so lucky that I have just a little upper body strength," I whispered, making Frank laugh so hard that he almost fell. We broke the space between our lips by kissing.
I put Frank down and remembered his mom was watching us.

Crap.

"So this is mister Gerard Way. The heartthrob of my son," his mother said, smiling. "I ship it. Who wants some tea?" and she went into the kitchen. Frank and I sat down on the couch and started cuddling.

His mom came back a few minutes later with a bunch of different tea bags and two cups of what I would expect, water. It could be poison.
Frank grabbed a tea bag labeled "Vanilla Honey Camomile" and dropped it in his cup. I did the same, figuring that he wouldn't poison himself.

"So, Gerard," his mom asked, "What classes do you take? Any with Frank?"

"Yeah, actually, we have band together-" Frank stood up suddenly, scaring me a little. "Hey mom," he said, too loud,"I think we're gonna go up in my room. Do you think Gee can stay the night?"

"Um, yeah, that's alright with me as long as it's fine with your parents." She said, obviously startled as well.

"I'm sure my mom will be ok with it, I told her that I'd be out all night, so yeah." I said as Frank took my hand and pulled me from the couch. "Let's go," he said, turning pink.
We shuffled down the hall to his room. It was a room with a full sized bed, a few lamps scattered about, and lots of boxes.

"I was thinking we could put my room together? Or, y'know..."

I smiled. "Sure."

I took a seat on his bed, and he immediately straddled my waist. I gently grabbed hold of his hair and pulled him in. His soft lips connected to my chapped ones, and it seemed like a crowd started cheering. I could feel him smile, which made me do the same.

My tongue prodded at his lips, asking for entrance, and he quickly granted it to me. We explored for a bit, still smiling. I pulled away, my face practically purple from lack of oxygen.
He pulled in again, this time beginning to tug at my shirt. I raised my arms, and he pulled it off and tossed it on one of the boxes across the room. I did the same to him, and soon we both were half-naked. We examined each other for a minute before Frank tackled me onto the bed. I like where this was heading.