Be Careful What You Wish For (Frerard)

1.

"How about Frank Iero?"

"Iero is gonna be hard for people to figure out how to pronounce."

"Yeah I guess, I still like it though."

"It sounds like Oreo."

"I'm regretting asking for your opinion."

"At least I'm honest."

"Yeah, sometimes too honest."

"Name one time I was "too honest.""

"When you were late to public speaking and Mr.Armstrong asked why, and you said "I was sucking dick in the janitors closet.""

"Well, I was!"

"Yes, but did he, and the whole class need to know that?"

"Ye-"

"NO! NO! The correct answer is no!"

He sighed dramatically.

"You are no fun Gerard Way."

"And you, Mr. Pete Wentz are too much fun."

"Damn right I am."

I laugh lightly at that before turning back to my computer.

"I think I'm gonna go with Frank Iero. I know you don't really like it but I do."

"I never said I didn't like it." He responds. "I just said the last name sounded like Oreo, I do think it's the best you've come up with all night."

I gasp dramatically. "You mean..you didn't like Danny David Donavan??" I say sarcastically.

"No actually. Not one bit." He says smiling.

"I'm quite offended."

"You should be, I know you're better than that anyways, Way."

"Yeah yeah whatever."

"So what exactly is this story about? And what's it for?" He asks me curiously.

"Well originally it was for an English assignment but if I like it enough I might try and publish it. Mr.Rose has been nagging me to get some of my work out there for the public to see. He really likes my shit."

"I mean who wouldn't? I've read some of it and I'm almost sucked in after the first chapter."

"Oh Mr.Wentz you really know how to make a guy blush." I say.

"Damn, too bad Im definitely not into you, otherwise I'd totally use that power to my advantage."

"I'm glad you're not into me, I don't know if I could live with that honestly.

"You think I'm that bad?"

"Well..." I say, dragging it out to make a joke.

He's silent for a minute and I think I overstepped a boundary before he speaks again.

"Damn Way, hit me right where it hurts huh?" He says sarcastically.

"You scared me there, I thought I actually made you mad."

"Nah, if anything it just made me realize how single I am. You know any single cute gay guys?"

"If I did, don't you think I would've introduced them to you by now?"

"I dunno, you're not exactly a great friend Way, you'd probably hide that shit from me."

"Ouch." I say sarcastically.

"Well we have only known each other for two months."

"But yet I feel like I know your entire life story Mr. Wentz."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"Not necessarily, just means you trust people easily. That could knock you down in the future, but, it won't with me."

"How could it knock me down?"

"You put all your trust in the wrong people."

"I'm good at judging people."

"That's what you think Wentz. But there are some master manipulators out there. I'm just saying be careful."

"Yeah yeah yeah I got it, thanks mom."

I roll my eyes at that.

"Serious question Way, are you gonna sleep?"

"Not when I have a storyline running through my head that I have to write before I forget it."

"Is that your way of telling me that you're not sleeping tonight?"

"Is that a problem?"

"Uhm, yeah? Don't you have class tomorrow."

"Yeah, what's your point."

"My point is that you need to fucking sleep?"

"Did I suck all the fun out of you or something? Am I still talking to Pete Wentz right now? You never sleep."

"Yeah that's because I don't need it. You, I'm afraid do, Way. You always go to bed early, if you don't tonight your whole sleep schedule is gonna be fucked up."

"I don't think missing one night of sleep can do that much damage."

"You'd be surprised."

"Well then riddle me this Mr.Wentz, If sleep is so important and it's so awful when you don't get it, why the fuck don't you sleep?"

"Ah see what you're doing there, Way, is picking and choosing words. I told you that your sleep schedule would be fucked up because it's what your body is used to. My body is used to not getting sleep whereas yours is not. Do you see the difference?"

"Not really." I say sassily.

"Well if you're pulling an all nighter then so am I."

"You act like that's different then what you normally do."

"Shut up, this is for you Way!"

"Actually I'd prefer it if you didn't talk to me? Damn that sounded rude. I just mean I focus better on writing when I'm listening to music, not when I have someone distracting me."

"So that's a no on the sleepover then?"

"Pete, we live in the same dorm room."

"So its a yes on the sleepover!"

"You literally live here."

"That's beside the point."

"How is that beside the point-"

"The point is that I'm staying up with you and keeping you company!"

"I thought I just told you I didn't want that?"

"Well I don't give a fuck! I wanna spend time with my friend and you're being extra boring right now."

"Yeah, that's kinda my thing remember? I distinctly remember you saying 'you are no fun Gerard Way.'"

"Yeah I know but like, please let me stay up with you? I won't distract you I promise. Just put on whatever music you normally listen to and I'll be here if you need help with something."

"But you don't like the music I listen to."

"I like Weezer!"

"You like Weezer?"

"Yeah! They sing the chihuahua song right??"

It took me a second to register what he meant but once I did I bursted out laughing.

"You mean Beverly Hills?"

"Yeah! That's the chihuahua place right?"

"I'm not sure that Beverly Hills is really known as the "Chihuahua Place." I say whilst laughing.

"Well it is now."

"Whatever you say Wentz, whatever you say."