Who Do You Think You Are? (Frerard)

Movies

I wake up to find myself in the spare bedroom, confused for a moment, I realise why.

I had been watching Sean Of The Dead with Gerard.

I personally don't think it was Gerard who killed Aaron. I was out of my mind yesterday.

I take the laptop off the bed and place it on the floor. The empty space beside me is warm, Gerard left not long ago.

I get up and go to my room, checking the time - 9:00am - wayyyy too early for a Sunday.

Mikey walks in just as I've climbed out of bed.

"Hey," He says, I give him a nod in return. "Did you sleep with Gerard?" He asks.

I splutter and stare at him. "What?"

Mikey looks uncomfortable.

"Did you...Uh..sleep with him?" He asks again.

"No, Mikey. I didn't." I say, exasperated.

"Okay." His voice comes out quiet.

"Why?"

He looks surprised at the question.

"Why did you ask?"

"Because..I was just.." A pause. "I was curious."

I nod an 'okay' at home and walk out of the room, heading down into the kitchen to make coffee and toast.

As soon as Ive brewed the coffee, Gerard appears, making his own cup.

The silence isn't awkward but I feel like it should be?

He smiles and I return it, we both sit down at the kitchen table.

"Do you wanna go do something today?" Gerard asks me as Mikey makes his way downstairs.

I pause for a moment. "Sure." I reply. "What are you thinking?"

"Umm...movie?" He shrugs.

"Okay." I smile.

Mikey asks if he could come be Gerard shushes him midscentence.

"They're having a horror marathon down the cinema so I thought I'd take you.." Gerard says quietly. "You know...like a date." He shrugs again and looks at me, my face growing warm as I smiled.

"You're taking me on a date?" I say, fiddling with the string on my sweats.

Gerard nods and smiles at me. I smile back and bound up the stairs, wondering what to wear, I had never been on a date before.

I get to my room to find Mikey had followed me. I think about the other day when we cuddled and he kissed my neck. My hand automatically rose and rested on my shoulder where he had left a mark.

"Hey." He says.

"Hi," I return. Suddenly Gerard's voice comes from downstairs.

"Get ready for 11, okay, Frank?" I shout back that's I'm getting ready now.

Mikey looks a little sad and I wander over to my dresser and start picking out clothes.

I feel guilty for some reason, like I'm doing something wrong. I ignore it and continue picking out clothes, glancing at the time -10am- I have an hour.

"Are you really letting Gerard take you on a date?" Mikey asks me. I nod.

Mikey grunts quietly, sits on the floor and starts up the xbox.