I'll Be Your Gerard If You'll Be My Frank

Make Out Buddy

"Where the fuck have you been?!"

Why didn't she just come up and talk to me like a normal human being?

"Staying at Gerard's!"

I sighed before turning back to my make out buddy.

"Sorry, Gee. Looks like we won't have any privacy here."

"It's okay," He smiled.

I could hear my Mom stomping up the stairs.

Gerard scrambled off of me.

In fact, he was in such a hurry he almost fell off the bed.

I managed to grab his arm and pull him back up though.

"Fuck, Gee. Calm down."

He blushed a little before sitting back down properly.

My door opened and my Mom barged in.

"Can I help you?" I asked.

She rolled her eyes and said, "Who's this?"

I looked at Gerard.

He was looking at his feet.

"This is Gerard."

My Mom raised an eyebrow.

Gerard looked up and tried his best to smile, "Hi."

What my Mom did next still shocks me to this day.

She actually smiled and said, "Nice to meet you, Gerard."

The shock must have been obvious on my face because my mom laughed before saying, "Tell me next time you're staying over at your friend's house."

Ha!

She's one to talk.

And hey, since when did she care?

"Sure, whatever."

Her smile disappeared and she left the room.

Well, that was weird.

I turned back to Gee.

"So..." I smiled, "What were you asking me?"

He blinked as he tried to remember.

I bit my lip to stop from laughing.

To be honest, I was finding any excuse to laugh or smile.

I was still getting over the initial shock of it all.

Gerard was in my room and we had spent the good part of twenty minutes kissing.

I think I had a right to smile.

"Oh yeah!" Something clicked in Gerard's eyes, "What... What does this mean for us?"

"Mmm..." I lay back down, "And I said, 'what do you want it to mean?'"

I looked over to him.

He was thinking, I could tell.

Don't tell me he's going to make out with me and then leave me hanging.

"Gee?"

He looked up.

"I... I want it to mean something."

I laughed then, "Well, yeah it obviously means something. You don't just go around attacking strangers and kissing them."

A small smile appeared on his face.

"I didn't attack you..." His smile grew wider.

"Pfft!" I snorted, "I begged to differ."

He smacked me on the shoulder and laughed.

"Ow!" I smirked, "Abuse!"

He stopped and bit his lip.

"What is it, Gee?" I sat up.

He seemed hesitant at first but gave in and told me, "I don't want you living here... Not... Not while that guy is here."

He actually cared about me getting hit or not?

Wow.

That... That was sweet.

I wasn't sure how to respond so I just shook my head and said, "Tony's harmless. He's just a big dickhead."

"Just a bit," He muttered.

I pulled my legs up under my chin and said, "I suppose you've had the pleasure of meeting him?"

He nodded slightly before looking at me again.

"Look," I put my hand over his, "If you're scared of him, just say. We don't have to hang out here."

He shook his head this time.

"What?" I frowned.

"I guess he is a bit... Intimidating... I don't want you to get hurt."

My lips curled into a smile.

It was really sweet that he cared.

"Don't worry," I reassured him, "I'll be fine."

He was still unsure but decided to drop it.

"Now," I moved closer to him, "You want it to mean something?"

He nodded.

"What though?"

God, this was painful.

He knew what he wanted.

Hell, even I knew.

I wanted him to say it though.

I wanted him to physically say that he wanted to be with me.

I watched as he summoned all of his courage.

I could tell he was getting out of his comfort zone and I understood that I had to be patient.

"Say it, Gerard," I bit my lip.

He looked up and took a deep breath before saying, "I-I want..."

I egged him on with my eyes.

"I want to be with you, Frank."

I couldn't believe it.

He had actually said it.

I didn't think he had enough confidence.

My mouth grew into a massive grin.

"Good," I said.

He was blushing and looked relieved when I had spoken.

"I want to be with you too."

He smiled and held out his hand.

I took ahold of it and asked, "Do you want to tell people? Or wait?"

I wasn't bothered either way.

Whatever Gerard was comfortable with, I was fine with.

"Um... Would you be offended if I said I didn't want to tell anyone? Not straight away anyway..."

He looked guilty.

I gave him a reassuring smile.

"Yeah, that's fine, Gee. Whatever makes you happy."

The worry disappeared from his face and he whispered, "I... I really do like you a lot, Frank."

I pulled him closer to me and replied, "I like you a lot too, Gee."

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I just want to say, while I was writing the start of this chapter, I could so imagine sixteen year old Frank with his top off.

What a lovely image hmm...

Aaannnnnnyyyyywhore, like this chapter?

I was kinda cringing at how cheesy it was haha. I'm not very good with fluff.

Also, I hope I wrote the tickling scene alright. It was kinda hard to describe.

-Beth :3