Liar- Ferard

.7.

Everyday for the rest of the week Gerard came to the dorm with a new story to tell. A new group of boys will walk up to him, offer him money, harass him, and try to go to his dorm or take him to their dorm. It was disgusting. Everyday the rage built up in Frank.

Frank never told Gerard about what happened after the party the week before. But, when Ray told the two boys about another party Pete was having, Frank got worried. Frank doesn't want Gerard to do something he doesn't mean to do.

So when the party arrived, instead of Gerard following Frank, Frank was following Gerard. Frank wanted Gerard not to do anything stupid while intoxicated. Frank didn't smoke anything or drrink anything. Gerard did. He wasn't as drunk as last time, but he was drunk enough to not understand what was going on.

The events that happened were all too familiar. Ray disappeared deep in the party, and when Frank dragged Gerard home Ray wasn't there. Frank hoped Gerard will just go to bed. Frank liked Gerard, he wasn't dumb. Gerard was gorgeous. But, Frank doesn't to be involved in an intoxicated romance.

Gerard laid on top of his duvet and Frank was cleaning up so he can wake up to a clean room. "I remember what I said last time." Gerard said in a slurred voice. "What?" Frank asked. "I remember what I said to you after the last party. I know exactly what I said. I can repeat it word for word." Gerard sat up and pressed his back against the headboard.

"I remember telling you about how hot you are. Your tattoos and your piercings, how I want to draw them and trace them. How I want to feel the cold metal from your piercings against my skin. Over the last week I've discovered new things that make me want you all over me. The way your olive skin glows in the sun. The way you make pornographic faces while playing guitar. The way your Italian accent comes out when you say certain words. The way you feel the need to protect me. You make me drool." Gerard said. "Are you always this horny when your drunk?" Frank asked. "Only for you." Gerard said. Frank sighed, "Go to sleep Gee." Gerard shook his head. "No." Frank couldn't force him.

Gerard's eyes practically burned Frank's skin. He could feel Gerard's stare. It made Frank sweat. It got so hot. Frank could barely breathe. He was getting red in the face. Frank took off his shirt not thinking about how there is a horny Gerard sitting right in front of him.

Frank and Gerard made eye contact and Gerard licked his lips. Taking off his shirt didn't help. He still felt hot under Gerard's stare. He had to sit down. Frank walked to his bed and leaned his back against the cold wall and faced Gerard who was staring at Frank's every movement.

"Why didn't you say anything the day after the party last week?" Gerard asked. "I didn't want to make you embaressed. I didn't think you meant it. Drunk people do crazy things." Frank stated. "I may be drunk. But, I never fucking lie. I'm not a liar. I mean every word. I just don't have the confidence to say what I really want to say while sober." Geraard admitted. "Next time tell me this stuff while your sober, maybe our conversation will end differently when alcohol isn't involved." Frank said before he laid down and tried to fall asleep.

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