Pinky Promise (Frerard) ✔️

Twenty

Okay, so I won't be able to update tomorrow or Friday, just so you know!

The night of prom came.

I ended up wearing a dress shirt I'd had for years with a red tie. I'd spent so much money on the ticket alone. I was glad I wasn't expected to get hair and makeup professionally done, because there was no way we'd be able to afford that.

Mom did my eyeliner, and then I went over to Katie's house early in the night. She was over at Lindsey's house getting ready, and the rest of us were decorating her living room so she could dance with Bert later. She had decided she was going to leave before the prom king and queen were announced, just in case.

I say we were decorating, but really, Sam was chatting with Katie's mom, and the rest of us were decorating.

I was on Bert's shoulders, hanging some streamers with flowers and Christmas lights.

"Do you think she's gonna like it?" Bert asked, wheezing slightly, from beneath me.

I smacked the top of his head. "Stop moving or I'm going to fall. She's going to love this. It's so sweet."

"Really," Ryan said. "I wish Sam would do something like this for me."

"Is he not romantic?" Jeph asked.

"He is, just..." Ryan sighed. "He doesn't make any big gestures, you know? Like, he'll take me out to dinner on my birthday, and he'll do something special on our anniversary. But that's it."

"Damn, what's the proposal going to be like?" Ray asked.

"Probably a ring hidden among spaghettios," Ryan murmured.

We all laughed. Bert laughed the hardest, which unfortunately for me, included throwing his head back directly into my dick. I let out a pained groan and toppled off his shoulders, landing hard on the floor.

"Ow," I wheezed.

"Shit, Gee, are you okay?" Ray ran over.

"Fuck, Gerard, I'm so sorry." Bert kneeled down to help me up.

"I'm okay." I sat up, rubbing the back of my head.

Sam peeked out from the kitchen. "I heard a bang. Gerard, why are you on the floor?"

I closed my eyes. "Can I have some Advil or something?"

Bert helped me sit up and went to get some Advil from Katie's kitchen.

"Okay, Katie and Linds are on their way," Ryan said, holding up his phone. "We gotta do pictures outside."

Lindsey's car pulled up a few minutes later, just as we were finishing around the living room. We all went outside, Katie's mom following us.

"Oh my god!" Bert pushed past us and ran to Katie. "Baby, you look so gorgeous."

Katie smiled. She had a stain on the corner of her lips that looked suspiciously like the lipstick Lindsey was wearing.

Lindsey walked over to me, hitching up the skirt of her dress. "You wearing it?"

I nodded. I had debated whether or not to actually wear the lingerie, but decided to. I also told my mom that I was going to spend the night at Frank's place, so he had me all to himself.

"Limo driver is almost here," Sam sang, wrapping his arms around Ryan. "I call shotgun."

"It's a fucking limo, Sam," Bert said.

Sam stared at him. "I want shotgun."

Ryan kissed his jaw. "You're a lot."