I had nothing to do. I was staying at the Way's house that night because my mother had gone to my aunt Lillian's hen party. Gerard and Mikey's mum, Donna, had gone too, but their dad was home to look after us. My dad wasn't at home, he was in London on a buisness trip...
With Mikey up in his room finishing a late science project, me and Gerard were laying on his bedroom floor. I just sat there, watching the raven haired Gerard to hsi drawing. My eyes followed as his hand moved around the page, creating swift gray lines. I frowned as I remembered something. Gerard had been pestering me for weeks for me to let him draw my face. I had suddenly had a warm feeling to the idea. I stared up at his face. He looked like he was day dreaming, his sparkling dark eyes only half open and a look of peace on his snowy skinned face. But he was biting his tongue, so he obviosuly focusing hard on his picture. After a few minutes, he realised I was gazing at him. He slowly turned his pale face to stare at my own.
"What?" He asked, one eyebrow raised and wide eyed
"Nothin'...er...Well...err.." I mumbled. Gerard raised his eyebrow higher, a slight smirk on his lips. I didn't know anyone could raise an eyebrow that high...
"Just say it man" ordered Gerard, giggling slightly.
"Can you draw me... Please" He bit my lip, feeling slightly silly.
Gerard smiled his famous smile, his eyes sparkled like stars.
"You want me to draw you?" He said as if he couldn't believe it.
"Yeah, I guess. Can you do it in the style you doing it right not? You know, where it's only two colours..." I asked
"Abstract?"
"Yes"
Gerard turned the page on his art book and opened up to a new clean page. Then, he got straight into it. Now he was offically focusing. He was biting his tongue hard as it stick ever so slightly out, he was frowning and squinting and seemed a little tense with determination. I sat there ages, just watching him. Every now and again he looked up from his art work and let his eyes scan my face. His eyes danced as he took in my detailed features. It took him an hour to draw me, but for some reason it felt like a fast ten minutes. He breathed a deep sigh, when he was done, pleased with the result. Breathing heavily, he slowly turned his master piece to my view.
I stopped breathing.
I stopped blinking.
I stopped having a heart beat.
Gerard had drawn me as... handsome. My mouth hang open and my eyes stared in disbelief.
"You don't like?" said a worried Gerard.
"No..." I wispered. I saw Gerards Face fall.
"I love it... I think I'm in love with the picture.." I breathed, a smile spreading up to my cheeks. Gerard fell back laughing.
"In love with your own picture?" Gerard coughed through his cackles. "Vain, much...?"
I meerly nodded. I'd never seen myself look so good, not even when I was dressed for a date.
Gerard's view:
"You lied in your drawing" said Frank randomly, as we watched Catwoman.
I turned my head.
"what?" I questioned, wrinkling my nose and raising an eyebrow.
How can you like with a drawing? I drew exactly what I saw- Frank's chubby little face.
"You lied. I don't look that good" Sighed Frank.
Two hours ago, I'd drawn Frankie. I spent a whole hour on it, putting all my soul in it. I'd thought he didn't like it, and was only lying when he said he loved it. I'd been panicking so much, that when he said he was IN LOVE with the drawing I feel backwards laughing. If I hadn't laughed, I think I might of cried! Pathetic, yes, but my art really does mean that much to me...
"Is that what's been bothering you all evening?" I asked him
Frank Meerly nodded, not taking his eyes off the tele.
"I didn't make your look better. I just drew what I saw" I told him.
He nodded again. I sighed and leaned back into the sofa. I knew there was no use arguing with him. He wasn't in the mood...
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Well there's some Frerard. Maybe some Waycest or Frikey next time... ;)