short and sweet,
anyway hello
good bye have a nice few days and i hope you enjoy
Dinner was the fun, Gerard's mom asking about the mark and everyone else trying not to die of laughter. His dad wasn't paying attention.
"Gerard, what one did you get," his mom asked.
"The mark." He takes a bite of mac and cheese.
She smiles, "that's cool, can I see it?"
"Uhh, no it on my the back of my leg, upper leg," he explains awkwardly.
"Do you know who it is" she asks.
He nods. "Frankie,"
"That's amazing!"
Dinner had a weird silence after that.
His parents were just quiet, he was as red as his hair and the rest of us were just trying not to laugh.
I pull up a wholesome meme on my phone in case she asks a questions, before I open notes and type something. I show Pete who snorts.
"What's funny?" She asks.
I pull up that meme and show her. She smiles.
Causing Pete almost die.
After dinner we all go upstairs and then Pete dies.
"How did you do that," he asks through his lack of oxygen.
"I know what parents are like," I shrug.
"What do you even show him?"
I showed the sentence which read, *stirs mac and cheese* *insert that's what good pussy sounds like vine*.
We literally spend the time joking around.
Mikey retreats to his room.
I lay down and Gerard jumps on me, "Hi Gee,"
"Hi Frankie."
He moves in front of me and lays down snuggling me.
"Can you do me one last thing?" He asks. I nod and hope he understands my nodding. "Don't act different ok? Act like you did when we were friends, insult me as a joke, I'm fine with that, but I still want the cuddles and the kisses."
"okay,"
He makes a weird noise and I giggle then kiss his head. "Movies?" He asks.
I grab his laptop, "anything this time?" He opens it "and surprisingly no,"
He glares at me and I smile at him.
We throw on a random movie.
I play with his hair and kiss his head. I truly don't deserve him.
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