3- Friends

Gerard's P.O.V

Frank stood there motionless. I knew it, he didn't like me,
I was never very good at making friends and yet I knew that I had
to try with him! "Hello" My cheeks went red and flushed, he seemed like
he wanted to be friends but I knew my awkwardness will not do me any
favours. "I'm Gerard!" He was biting his lower lip and looking at my floor.
Now I knew for certain he didn't like me and found this just as awkward as
I did. He then looked up at me and stared into my eyes with a fiery passion
"I'm Frank Iero" He looked uncomfortable and had only just got his words out
and then I saw his eyes dart around my room and finally on me. Silence fell
on us and I knew I had to say something to get him to like me.

Frank's P.O.V

I needed to speak, the silence between us grew longer and I couldn't let him
notice my boner. "I like your shirt Gerard". He smiled up at me; I quickly
blushed and hid my face in my hands. I like your shirt, what were you thinking? "
Would you like to stay for tea?" The words make my heart skip bats as they rolled
off his tongue. I couldn't speak; my breath was taken away by his amazing body.
I managed to nod my head and followed him downstairs.

It didn't take me long to eat, I wanted to be alone with Gerard in his room,
just the two of us. But what If he didn't like me? Was I giving myself false hope?
I mean I had only known him for a few minutes but had dreamed about him for a
lifetime. I hurried upstairs following staring at ass as we walked up the stairs. We
sat on his bed and talked about bands and films. He was so perfect and yet I couldn't
let myself slip, he did not look like the gay type so I had to keep control until I knew
for certain that he could be mine. We talked for hours and had so much in common;
it gave me a slight bit of hope that he would like me. I just noticed time fly by all night
while I lay there on his bed when really I wanted him in mine. It was 10pm and his
mother called me down to say I was wanted back home. I didn't want to leave,
I had my dream lover with me and I didn't want to leave. He gave me a smal
l hug and it felt like my cock was going to explode. His smell, his touch,
it was all too much for me. He stopped me just before I was going to leave
, touching my hand with his; he spun me around and placed a soft, tender
kiss on my lips. This was it, this is what I wanted and it felt like all my dreams
had come true at once. I quickly sad goodbye and ran downstairs and walked
home with a huge grin on my face.