Oreos | Frerard [Completed]

31-Sunday Pt.2

Gerard's POV

I check the clock for the millionth time. 7:38pm. The same number it said two seconds ago.

I wonder if Frank is as anxious as I am. If he stared at the ceiling thinking about me like I thought of him.

I stand in front of the mirror and try to straighten out my already straight shirt. Still in my boxers after trying on several pairs of pants and not being satisfied with any, I search through my drawers in the hopes of finding some that'll work.

Frank's POV

7:38pm. If I want to reach Gerard's place in time I'll have to leave in 12 minutes. That gives me just about as much time as I'll need.

I know I should have started getting ready earlier, but I was honestly just still stunned that all of this was happening.

I roll out of my bed and grab my only dress shirt. Of course, it's black. I fix the collar and attempt to fix my hair. I'm already wearing my pants — black ripped jeans (don't judge me, they're all I have that's clean) — so I only had to put on shoes

Then I walk out to my car, deciding to make a quick stop before going to pick up Gerard.

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I stand, nervously shifting between my feet, in front of the door. It's 7:59, exactly one minute before 8. I've never been this punctual before.

The house is silent and there are only a couple lights on. I check my watch again and count down the seconds.

3.

2.

1.

Knock knock knock.

Gerard's POV

I jump off the couch and open the front door, my heart racing.

"H-hey," I say, my breath gone.  Frank stands on the porch holding a rose and blushing softly.

"Hi."

"Who's at the door?" Mikey yells from his room.

"Uh, my ride," I reply, not breaking eye contact with Frank.

"'Kay. See ya."

"Okay, love you."

"I love you. Have fun."

"Sorry," I say to Frank, grabbing my keys and patting my back pocket to make sure I have my phone. I walk out and close the door behind me.

"It's fine," Frank says, "uh, here." he hands me the rose and I take it. I admire the red petals as Frank walks me to his car. He opens the passenger-side door for me with nervous hands and I notice a red tie thrown in the backseat.

"So, where are we going?" I ask once he sits down.

"It's a surprise," he answers with a smile.

Frank's POV

He looks out the window like he did on the night we first kissed. I admire him silently, the only sound being the engine and soft music playing through the speakers. Suddenly, he turns his head to face me and notices me staring. My cheeks burn and I smile. He sends me one of those adorable smiles with one side of his mouth pulling higher than the other. 

I almost miss the turn.

Gerard's POV

"Close your eyes," Frank instructs me as we turn into a parking lot. I laugh a bit.

"What?"

"Close them!"

"Fine, fine," I say, playing along. I feel the car slow to a stop and hear Frank unbuckle his seatbelt and open the door. He shuts it with a click and I hear my own door open. I feel his body heat near me as he suddenly leans over me and unbuckles my seatbelt, surprising me a bit. He takes me hand in his and I carefully step out of the car. It's cold outside but his hands are warm and comforting.