Frank's POV
I hate myself. Each time things go good, I fuck up again. What was wrong with me? Kissing that girl didn't make things better. Things were already perfect and I screwed it up.
That morning, while walking to school, I saw Gee walking up ahead of me. "Gee! Gee! Wait up!" he looked back and just kept walking. "Come on Gee! Wait up!" I ran to him. "Gee, baby? I know you are still mad, but will we let something like this ruin us? Just please don't give up on me,"
"Frank this has happened before! You are too damn afraid to be yourself!"
"I learned my lesson this time. Please, Gee? Forgive me? I can't live without you," he stood there, thinking about what I said. I added, "I love you. More than anyone I've ever loved before,"
"Promise me that you will accept yourself. Just deal with it! Aren't you happy! Just...just..."
"I will never hurt you again. It was just really hard for me. I was lost. But now I know better," I slid my hand in his and squeezed. I saw one tear roll down his face and hugged him. He hugged back and buried his face in my neck.
"Come on Gee, we need to get to school," he nodded and we kept walking.
Gerard's POV
I loved Frankie too much to be mad at him. So he fucked up, again. All relationships have their hard times. I could tell he was hurt too. He felt alien to himself. As if he was a stranger. He was confused. At least he had it figured out now. I believed him when he said it would never happen again.
"You are too good for me. I hurt you but you stay anyways," he told me, kissing my forehead. We ate lunch outside again, today. It was nice not having to always listen to peoples insults.
"I need you. Even though you can be an asshole sometimes," I laughed and looked up to him.
"Seriously, Gerard. You don't understand how sorry I really am. I can't stand hurting you,"
"I know. It's over now, forget it. Don't think about it," he nodded. I leaned on him. He kissed my neck, I let him. I giggled and said, "Not at school," he didn't stop, I didn't want him to. I pulled his chin up and kissed his lips, he kissed back.
He pulled away and asked, "I want you to meet my parents. Can you come over tonight,"
I didn't want him to feel pressured. "Frankie, you don't need to,"
"No, I want to. You deserve it," he wasn't going to leave this alone.
I nodded, "Okay, I'll come over tonight,"
He smiled, "Great!"
Frank's POV
Gee came over after school, for the first time, to meet my parents. My mom actually liked the idea and said he should stay for super, so that's why he did. My father wasn't so keen on the idea. He wasn't upset anymore but he still didn't like me liking guys. But in the end, my mom talked him into it.
Diner went well. There was an awkward silence or two but all in all, it was great. After diner, Gee thanked my mom for the food, shook my dad's hand, and then we ran upstairs to my room.
"Well that went better than I thought it would," I said. I was lying on my bed and Gee was sitting on the floor, even though there was a chair right beside him.
"Your dad didn't seem to like me too much, but your mom was nice,"
"No, my dad doesn't hate you, he's just...weird about this whole thing,"
"Either way," he crawled towards me, "Both your parents could hate me, that doesn't change a fucking thing," I smiled at that.
He climbed on my bed and started kissing me. I kissed him back. I put my arms around his waist and pulled him closer. He started kissing my neck. Hopefully, this time, no one would walk into us. I pulled away, taking off my shirt. He saw me do this and he pulled off his shirt too. We continued kissing again. I removed my belt and threw it across the room. He moved away and pulled off my pants. Then, he pulled off his own. He was standing and I was sitting so I got up and started kissing him, wanting the feeling of his tongue in my mouth. He pulled off his boxers. He grabs around my waist and turned me around. He pulled my boxers down so they were under my knees. Gee pulled me against him. He was in me. He was all mine. I let out a little moan. He giggled. "Oh Gee," I didn't want to be too loud.
"Frankie! I have cookies for you and Gerard. Come downstairs and get them," oh shit! That was my mom. At least she didn't walk into us. Gee pulled away and put his boxers on. We both got dressed and ran downstairs.
My mom handed me a tray of homemade cookies and we thanked her. I couldn't wipe off the grin off my face. I looked over to Gee; he was smiling to himself too. He winked at me when my mom wasn't looking.
At around eight, Gee had to go home. Finally, we did it, for the very first time! I slept in my bed, my dog sleeping below my legs.