Room 054-2 (Completed)

7. Work Hard By The Day, Party Hard By The Night.

Gerard pulled up just down the road from Lindsey's house, pulling his key out of the ignition and flashing a grin to Frank - who was sat in the passengers seat - and pushed open his car door and climbing out.

"You ready?" He asked, turning to Frank and holding a hand out, a way of comforting him in case he was nervous. Frank slipped his hand into Gerard's, leaning into his side for a second before standing back up straight and squeezing Gerard's hand lightly to try and show that he was okay.

They walked towards the house, and Lindsey quickly invited them in. It wasn't a massive party by any means, but it was still the kind that had Lindsey's close friends, and a close friend of her close friend and then another close friend again.

Frank at some point had to go to the toilet, and Gerard had insisted on showing him the way, leading him up the stairs to one of the top floors and held open a door to a pristine white tiled bathroom.

"I'll be right outside." Gerard called as Frank shut the door, unzipping his fly so he could take his much needed piss. He flushed the toilet and tucked himself back into his pants and washed his hands, giving himself a once over to check he still looked decent.

He walked out of the bathroom, flicking the switch off behind him and stood in the dark hallway for a moment.

Gerard appeared almost out of nowhere next to him.

"Close your eyes, Frankie." He muttered, his hands resting on Frank's waist. Frank let his eyes flutter shut and his head automatically tilted back slightly. He felt Gerard move closer to him and could feel the taller boy's breath against his lips. Gerard pressed forwards, capturing Frank's lips in his own, his hands slipped around Frank's waist, holding him against the taller boy and Frank reciprocated the action, his arms around Gerard's neck.

The pair danced in the lounge, taking short breaks to the kitchen every now and then, and Gerard drank a little too much and took way too many trips to the toilet, but it gave Frank a chance to bond a little more with Jamia.

She, somehow, had insisted that Gerard would get jealous of Frank if she kissed him, but Frank was sure she had read it in some fanfiction on MySpace or something and Frank never got the chance to to tell her that Gerard had kissed him.

He was taken completely by surprise when Jamia then grabbed his face with both hands and pressed a kiss to his lips, holding him there for a second before pulling back and whispering in his ear, "I'm definitely a lesbian, and I think you know who my girlfriend is."

Frank didn't know how to react to that so he just sat there, wide eyed and speechless.

"Relax! Geez, Frank it was just a practice, but I'll give you more warning next time if you want it." Jamia laughed, giving Frank a friendly slap.

"Oh, shit Gerard's coming, kiss me." She uttered. Frank wasn't given any time to react and he pressed his mouth to Jamia's. He really didn't like kissing girls. They always wore some sort of lip product and were too submissive, and Frank was a massive twink which didn't really help. They broke away from the kiss when Frank heard a cup drop onto the tiled floor next to him. He looked away from Jamia to see a hurt, angry, disappointed, very full of mixed emotions looking Gerard.

"I think we should go." He said simply.

Frank followed Gerard like a lost puppy out of the house and down the road back to his car. Gerard drove them back to the dorms without a word, his hands gripping the steering wheel a little too tightly, and sometimes hitting the breaks a little too hard, and pressing on the acceleration a little to quickly, and honestly? Frank was fucking terrified.

"Gee, please stop being mad at me." Frank whimpered.

"I'm not mad at you." Gerard said, but his actions told Frank otherwise. He didn't try to reassure Frank that they were okay, so Frank knew.

Gerard pulled up into his parking space and sat, tapping his fingers on the wheel in an irritated manner.

"Well? Are you getting out or not?" Gerard asked, not looking at Frank. The smaller boy was fighting away tears, he didn't understand why Gerard was being so off with him, and if it was because of that kiss with Jamia then he still couldn't understand why, because Gerard knew he was gay, right? He unbuckled his seat-belt and pushed open the car door, glancing back one last time at Gerard and regretting it as Gerard looked just as distraught as Frank felt.

"I'll see you in the morning then?" Frank asked tentatively.

"I don't know, Frank." Gerard sighed, his hands loosening from the wheel. Frank trudged back to the dorm, tapping in the code and kicking off his shoes and falling onto his bed, curling up into a ball and pulling the covers over him, no longer being able to contain the sobs that wracked through him.

He fell asleep at some point, but awoke when the door opened slowly and he heard a soft padding of feet walk towards him, some shuffling around and then the rustling of the other duvet. Gerard was back.

"Frank, I- I don't know if you're awake or not but I need to tell you how fucking sorry I am for last night. I don't know what came over me, I thought you might have actually liked me as something more, but I can't not speak to you, it's just something I can't do, fuck I'm so sorry." Gerard whispered, his voice cracking more times than he cared to admit but at least he had gotten it out.

"I'm sorry too." Frank whispered, "I'm also very gay, which I thought you knew..." He giggled, rolling over in his bed, because everything was going to be alright with his best friend.

"Yeah, I thought you were, but that thing with Jamia just threw me a bit." Gerard laughed lightly.

"Ew, god, no that was one of the worst experiences of my life, I never want to kiss a girl again."

"That bad huh?"

"Yes! Well, no but girls can be too submissive and I don't know what to do 'cause I'm like the biggest bottom anyone will ever meet." Frank giggled before realising just how much information he had just shared,

"Oh my god I am so sorry I just got a bit carried away..."

"It's fine, it's fine." Gerard said, waving a dismissive hand, although that information about Frank had him blushing quite profusely too, he had always had his suspicions but now they were confirmed.

"Can... could we cuddle tonight? I've missed you." Frank said, his eyes cast downwards.

"Of course, when have I ever turned down a cuddle session with you? Now get your ass over here, I don't wanna move."

Frank nodded, getting giddy at the idea and bringing his duvet across the small section of room to Gerard's side.

"Budge up fatty." Frank whispered and Gerard rolled his eyes, shifting over anyway to create enough space for Frank to lie down. The smaller boy shuffled onto the bed, snuggling up into Gerard's chest and inhaling the scent of him, sighing in content as Gerard's arms wrapped around him.

"So we're good?" Frank whispered, looking up at Gerard.

"We're good." Gerard confirmed, smiling down at Frank.