***please read the a/n at the end of the chapter***
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"I need to go back..." I whispered into Gerard's neck. We were laying in his bed, comfortable as all hell, with me cuddled into his side and his arms wrapped around me. It was probably close to 10pm now, and Emma, along with Miss Nora, would be wondering where I was.
"I know..." He whispered back. I sighed and he pulled me closer into him. It was just us, me and Gerard, no secrets, no tension, no problems, (almost) no clothes, and no regrets. There was no where I would rather be than right here. Everything else seemed to fade from my mind when he was around. It was like nothing else mattered. He mattered.
"Laying here longer is only going to make it harder..." I mumbled. I didn't want to get up, but I knew it was inevitable.
"... That's what she said. " Gerard giggled.
"Goddammit, Gerard!" I laughed and sat up, swatting at his chest lightly. He was such a fucking child.
"Fine, fine... Get dressed and I'll drive you back." He got up and started gathering various articles of clothing from around the room.
I got dressed and headed to the car, now just waiting for Gerard. I glanced at my phone, 10:37pm. Fuck, I'm in trouble. I opened iMessage to check for any missed texts, of which there was only one-
Pete- "hey, dude. I heard what happened with your parents. I am sooooooooo sorry :( and one more thing... it turns out before that whole mess with u and ur parents, mr iero talked to his boss about my dad getting a job with him in jersey... GUESS WHOS FUCKIN MOVING AND GONNA LIVE NEAR U AND GO TO UR SCHOOL- nvm don't guesss, I'll tell u. It's me. I'll be there on Friday. Thought I should let u no. Luv ya man!! :D"
Holy shit. Pete's moving here. I didn't know how to react. I started hyperventilating, I was so happy I'd get to see him, but he must be so upset about moving. I know I was. I typed a quick response-
Frnk- "Holy shit!! Can't wait to see u man!!
-xofrnk"
Just as I hit send, Gerard climbed in and shut the door behind him.
"Hey. Ready?" I asked.
"As I'll ever be..." He smirked before starting the car.
We made mindless small talk throughout the ride until we both decided on just watching the road unwind ahead of us. We sat and watched until a thought from earlier made its way to the front of my brain.
"Hey, Gerard?" I asked timidly.
"Yea?"
"What- um... What are we?" I asked. He thought for a moment.
"Well, we're a lot of things, Frank."
"No... I mean what are we? Because I know we aren't just friends, but I just... I don't know..." I trailed off. Suddenly wanting to take back that I started this conversation. "Just... Forget I said anything." I averted my gaze to the window, hoping he wouldn't see my face.
"Frank... Look at me." He laced his fingers through mine, but I remained facing the window. "Frank. I know you heard me. Let me see your face." He whispered just as we pulled into the orphanage's parking lot. I turned to face him. "Why do we need a label? Why can't we just be 'Frank and Gerard'. Why complicate things?"
"It's stupid... Just forget I said anything..." I reached for the handle of the door, but his voice stopped me.
"It's not. Nothing you have ever said or done is stupid. We can be whatever you're comfortable with... I want you to be happy." He brought my hand to his lips and kissed my knuckle. I swallowed hard but remained silent. "Frank, we are whatever you want. Whatever you would introduce me to someone as, is what we are. 'This is Gerard, my fill-in-the-blank', alright? Now, go inside. I'll see you tomorrow, sugar." He smiled and pulled my chin towards his so our lips met. He reached across and opened the door for me. I thanked him and climbed out and watched as he waved and then headed back down the road from which we just came.
I sighed and turned, only to almost have a heart-attack because my face was inches away from someone else's.
"That was really sweet, but next time you decide to stay at your boyfriend's house for god knows how long, tell me so I can cover for your ass instead of having to lie on the spot about you. Now come on, we have to sneak in through the window." Emma scowled at me and I muttered a quick apology before following her around to the side of the house.
"How the hell are we gonna get up there?" I asked, grimacing at the height and lack of a ladder outside her window.
"Amateur..." She whispered before beginning to climb a nearby tree. She made her way up effortlessly, and I struggled to get up to the first branch. She laughed at me from her open window as I was about to jump to her. "Don't fall..." She warned in between chuckles.
"Whatever," I scoffed before making the jump- well, almost making. I grabbed her windowsill and my legs kicked around wildly below me. Before I knew what was happening, I fell. Hard. I landed with a soft 'oof' before a searing pain started in my foot. Goddammit! Nothing goes right...
"Oh my god! Are you okay?!" Emma whisper-yelled. "I'm coming down there." I nodded my head before she disappeared from her window, only to come around the side of the house. "Shit! Let me see your foot."
"Alright..." I groaned slightly and turned so she could assess the damage.
"Okay... I don't think it's broken... Probably just sprained or something. At least you won't have to tell people you broke your foot from jumping out the second story," she laughed, attempting to lighten the mood. "Can you walk?"
"I... I think so..." She helped me up, and I applied light pressure before starting to walk. It didn't hurt nearly as bad as before, and after a few steps the pain had gone down to a just a small ache in my leg.
"Ok. Good. There's no one in the front room right now, so we can just go up the stairs. Just be quiet, ok?" She said and I nodded before following her around the house and up the stairs. "Goodnight, fucktard." She smiled as I opened my door before she went into her own room.
"Goodnight, asshat," I responded. She snorted and we both shut our doors, ready for the day to be over with.
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The week had flown by. It was already Thursday, and Pete had been texting me nonstop. I told all of my school friends about him, along with Gerard and Emma. They all seemed pretty excited to meet one of my old friends, and I actually couldn't wait to introduce him. I had a feeling most of the guys would love Pete.
I smiled to myself before flopping down on my bed and looking up at a poster Billie Joe had given me. Apparently his band went on a tour a few years back and had extra posters. I started listening to his band 'Green Day', and holy shit. They are amazing. I glanced around the rest of my room, eyes landing on one of 6 posters that Emma had donated to my room. She hated the white walls as much as I did, and she new I didn't have the money to change it at the moment. She gave me some of the bands that she had multiple of- The Misfits, Sex-Pistols, Godsmack, Convictions, 21 pilots, and Slipknot. I smiled to myself before closing my eyes and just relaxing. It worked, until there was an obnoxious banging on my door.
"What the-" I started, only to be cut off by the door swinging open and being tackled in a bone-crushing hug.
"I missed you so much, dude!" I recognized Pete's voice and immediately wrapped my arms around him.
"Holy shit! Pete! I thought you wouldn't be here until tomorrow!" I cried.
"Yeah, I know." He let go. "I wanted to surprise you." He smiled widely, a gesture which I happily returned.
"Well it worked! So how's it goin'?" I asked.
"Good, good. Tired as fuck, but happy that I'm finally here."
"Do you miss it back home?" He shifted uncomfortably.
"Not really. I mean, I miss Bob, but that's about it. I hated that place. I don't know if you knew this, but people there hated me. I was actually bullied for a while there..." I frowned. I never knew he was bullied. I knew he wasn't really well-liked, but bullied? I knitted my eyebrows together. "Yeah. But, it's over now. How's it going with you? And all of this?" He gestured to my room and I let out a dry laugh.
"Other than being disowned and kicked out by parents and having someone who tries to murder me everyday, I'm really good."
"That's good, that's good... I can't wait to meet your friends. They sound pretty awesome from what you've told me." He grinned.
"Well most of them are at school, but you can meet Emma?" I suggested. He nodded just as a head of purple and brown hair appeared in my doorway.
"I heard my name..." She said.
"Emma! Come on in. This is Pete." She smiled and walked over and Pete stood to shake her hand.
"Nice to meet you Pete, I've heard a lot about you..." She smiled.
"Same goes for you, and you are way prettier than Frank told me you were..." She laughed and glanced over at me.
"Aww, thanks, Pete!" She giggled.
"Oh! And no hetero... Sorry." He blushed, making Emma laugh even harder, causing me to join in with her.
"Alright, well I'm gonna invite Gerard over and we can all share stories and shit..." I said, grabbing my phone and sending Gerard a short text.
"Oh yeah, get that fucker over here." Emma laughed before we started talking again, waiting for Gerard to come.
After about thirty minutes, there was a shy knock on my door, followed by a head of black hair peering in. "Hey..."
"Hey, Gerard. Come on in." I gestured for him to enter.
"Gerard, this is Pete. One of my two best friends from back in Ohio." Gerard made his way over to my bed and sat down. "Pete, this is Gerard. My boyfriend." I smiled and Gerard intertwined our fingers.
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A/N- okay, first things first- hello! How you guys doin?
So in all honesty I don't have this story planned out or anything, and I'm really just winging it every chapter. There is an end goal of which I already have planned in my head, but other than that this story is really just spontaneously writing every chapter.
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Also, this story is still probably quite far from the end, but, like I said, it's not planned out, that fact is tentative.
School for me lets out this Thursday (it is about damn time) so I will be able to write more and have a better schedule, rather than just writing when I'm in the mood.
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Okay... So I think that's it. Carry on, merci pour le venin, get your bad vibes out of my cornflakes, milk fic, stay fabulous, and never let them take you alive.
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