Room 054-2 (Completed)

18. Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner (Fall Out Boy)

Frank had gotten another heart, this time it was orange.

It was written in the same fancy cursive writing, but this time it had lyrics across it;

"Let me be the one who calls you baby all the time,
Surely you can take some comfort knowing that you're mine,
Just hold me tight, lay by my side,
And let me be the one who calls you baby all the time.
14/02/01"

Frank wasn't about to admit that he was into the soppy shit that this mystery person was pulling, but he thought it was adorable. He didn't know the song that the words were taken from, but from the way the lines were structured, it was obvious they were lyrics.

"Oh, you have another one..." Gerard said, he was smiling as he came through the door - the orange heart being the first thing he noticed - but there was a kind of defeated tone about his voice.

"Yeah," Frank sighed, setting it down on his desk alongside the first one.

"What does it say? can I see?"

"Go for it." Frank mumbled, he was no where as enthusiastic as any of his friends, even Gerard seemed more excited about it than him.

"Oh my god-"

"What?"

"These are the lyrics from my favourite song - Smother Me..."

"And?"

"The Used, you know, the band?"

"... no?"

"They're like our college campus band."

"Oh! That one, yeah I know them... isn't Bert in it?"

Gerard flinched at the name, but nodded slowly, setting the heart back down.

"Yeah, he's the singer."

"Oh that's cool." Frank smiled.

"I guess."

Frank's phone buzzed then, making the both of them jump and he picked it up, flipping the screen open.

"Who is it?" Gerard asked, knowing full well Frank rarely got texts from anyone.

"Bert."

Gerard frowned.

"Frank you know how I feel about him-"

"I know, and I don't really care, because he's not interfering with you or your life, and he doesn't really want anything to do with me, okay?" Frank snapped. Gerard was really getting on his nerves about Bert.

"I know, I just, I'm scared, I don't wanna loose you, I- when he talked to me he had my full attention, and I regret that so much, but I don't want that to happen to you too, I'd miss you too damn much to lose you like that." Gerard mumbled, climbing onto his bed and taking his sketchbook from his bag. And a pencil from its front pocket.

Frank didn't reply, instead he just shuffled across the room and onto Gerard's bed, curling up next to Gerard with his head in the taller boy's lap.