The second chapter is up xD sorry for the wait, enjoy :)
Chapter 2.
I sighed at the thought of going home. I really wasn't in the mood to be screamed at today. As I walked out of the school gates to meet up with Ellen as usual, I saw there was an addition to our usual posy of two. Ellen was talking to Gerard. Odd, I didn't know she knew him. Ellen saw me and ran over to hug me, Gerard was stood smiling at us.
"i didn't know you knew Gerard."
"i didn't, but I saw you two talking in that empty art room so I decided to check him out for myself. See if he's good enough for you" she grinned and nudged me suggestively with her elbow.
"very funny. I don't even know the guy" she smiled that mischievous smile that still scares me every time. Oh shit...
"hey Gerard? Fancy walking home with me and frank here?" she glanced back and forth between me and Gerard still with that look on her face.
"sure, why not" I noticed he shot a look at me and smiled a crooked smile. I don't understand what It was for though. So I chose to brush it off.
I was almost at my house now. Both Ellen and Gerard had gone there separate ways. But during the walk I managed to talk to Gerard more and with the help of Ellen's crafty questions, I learned more about Gerard too. A permanent grin is spread widely across my face as my mind processes what had happened before he left. He held out a hand for me to shake. And as I did, he slid a small folded piece of paper into my hand and winked at me. Then walked away. My heart is racing as I think of it. I opened up the piece of paper to read it once again. There was a number and under it in calligraphy styled writing it said 'Anytime' a wink face and a kiss. Was he actually flirting with me? First off I thought I was the only 'emo fag' in this school. And secondly, if he was actually gay. I would never have though he would have liked me. And yes I have thought about all this. But i'm not getting my hopes up, he probably doesn't. But hey, iv made a new friend! My mind jumped from one thing to the next and this was the happiest i'd felt in ages. The happiness grew even greater when I got the my house and I saw there was no car. Meaning dad must have been sent away to work again. And if he had that meant mum would be out in some pub somewhere getting shit faced and then crashing at a friends.
I opened the door to a quiet, empty house and did a little victory dance because I had a whole night to myself and probably most of tomorrow. I threw my bag on the couch, grabbed some money and set off for the shops to get some energy drinks and sweets for tonight. Along the way I took a detour to the park and sat by the lake. I smiled slightly as I pulled out a fresh pack of cigarettes and a lighter. I hadn't had a smoke in 2 days. And god do I need it. I lit one and took my first drag. Damn it was beautiful. The first drag is always the best. I lent back against the tree and put my headphones in. I closed my eyes and let my mind be taken over by music and my senses by smoke. It couldn't get much better then this.
I took the paper out of my pocket again. Maybe I should text him. Let him know I have his number and then he will have mine. So I reached for my phone and wrote ' hey, its frank ' I changed the song on my Ipod to Joan Jett and the black-hearts and my phone vibrated. ' hey, were are you? '
well he answered. Must be a good sign. ' by the lake in the park ' I replied and hummed along to I Love Rock N Roll until my phone went off again. My face lit up in excitement and confusion at the message I got back. ' really, me too ;) ' I took a drag of my cigarette and scanned the area of the lake. And sure enough. There was a slender figure with black raven hair leaning casually against a tree a couple of yards away. Looking straight in my direction. The smile widened on my face and I struggled to control it as I walked up to him.
"hi" I smiled shyly.
"hey, why were you sat alone?"
"oh I was just thinking, I come here all the time" he gave a nod of acknowledgment.
"so what are you doing here alone?" we both smiled.
"i also come here often, but my parents and mikey have gone out and I forgot my key so i'm locked out" he chuckled as he explained. And suddenly a swarm of butterflies took off in a race around my stomach and my heart pounded in my chest.
"oh, well you can come hang out with me for a bit if you want? I'm not doing anything and my parents are out for the night" I took a drag of the cigarette I forgot I was holding. There wasn't much left of it now.
"yeah, that would be great, thanks" I noticed he was staring at the cig with a odd expression on his face. He looked pained. And then I thought.
" sorry, i'll put it out if you don't like it" I felt kind of embarrassed.
" no no, its just, I haven't had one in so long. You don't have a spare do you?" I was supprised and relieved at his response. At least I can smoke around him.
"yeah of course!" I flipped open the packet and held it out to him. He took one and I threw him my lighter. But as I threw it my heart smashed into my chest at a million miles an hour. The lighter I had just given him had a picture of a topless man with a six pack on it. What the fuck is he going to think when he see's that? Shit, shit, shit, shit. I watched his face carefully. And to my relief he giggled slightly under his breath.
"nice lighter" he smiled and my face burned red.
"i was being serious by the way." the embarrassment was replaced with confusion. But I let it pass.
"so err, what are we doing today?"
"well I was just going to the shop to get some shit for tonight, I was gonna watch movies and stuff."
"alone? I think it would be much better watching them with another person" he was smiling and looking at the floor.
"I agree" I giggled and we set off for the shops.
After having only 1 friend through most of your memorable school life you get used to the lack of conversation. But me and Gerard always have something to talk about. And everything said, even if its totally pointless is still a good conversation. There's never that awkward silence for 20 minutes when no one knows what to say. And when there is silence, its a comfortable one. That's why I love being around Gerard. As well as the fact that, we have so much in common, he's kind, charming, funny, a good listener and he's incredibly good looking.
We got back to my place with our bags of Energy drink, crisp and sweets and as I unlocked the door I turned to him.
"excuse the mess, I haven't had time to clean up yet" I hoped he didn't think I was some sort of scrubber. Though in my defence it wasn't my mess.
"oh it's fine." he smiled reassuringly as I turned and let us both in.
there was a few magazines and papers scattered on the table and sofa along with some screwed up blankets, and glasses and beer bottles on the floor. I heard chuckling from behind me.
"you call this a mess? Honey, you ain't seen my room yet" he laughed quietly and winked at me. I laughed and smiled at him. 'honey' my heart leaped and jumped as I repeated what he said in my mind. Would a straight man like a lighter with a topless man on it and call another man honey? I only wished what I was thinking was the truth. I cleared my throat as I pushed the thoughts away and indicated for Gerard to sit on the sofa while I tidied up a bit. I flicked the TV on and kerrang came on and then I began collecting the magazines and papers and cleaning up the bottles and glasses.
I stood behind the sofa were Gerard was sat, folding up the blankets and laying them over the back of the sofa neatly. Making sure to take my time so I could listen to the beautiful sound that was Gerard humming along to a song playing on the TV. Though he was only humming, I got the impression that he was a good singer, because it sounded so good. So peaceful. I found myself admiring him while placing the last blanket over the back of the sofa. It was at this point that I accepted that I liked Gerard.
We went up to my room and talked for hours. We were getting to know each other better and talking a lot about our likes and dislikes and we listened to what music each other liked as well. It was pretty much the same stuff but with an odd band or song that the other hadn't listened to before. It was getting dark out and usually at this time, I'd be lying in bed feeling depressed. But I was so happy. A gleaming smiled painted on my face and refusing to leave. I don't think I've ever smiled so much. And though we had only known each other for all of a day. I was falling for him uncontrollably now.