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accomplishedParing: Frank/Gerard.
Summary: There are romances and then there are high school romances, awkward, funny, angst filled, and not to mention enchanting. Frank knows a guy named Gerard, he remembers him from his freshman year. Gerard was a senior then. With only two semesters left in the high school Frank finds himself enthralled with Gerard. But will their age gap prove to be too much for Gerard to bear?
Author’s Note: Sandra Cisneros was my idol for this story. Though I didn’t like House On Mango Street I did like the vignette style. I'll try to post 2-3 parts together to make the length more normal. :)
December 25, 2008
It was Christmas; snow fell silently outside Frank’s window. All the while he was lying on his tattered, sheetless, bed admiring the multicoloured lights he’d hung along the top of his room. This year wasn’t too bad actually, he’d gotten a few CDs and that was really all he’d wanted. Okay, it was mostly all he had wanted. There was one more thing. Gerard Way.
Easily defined, Gerard Way, was a gorgeous boy with beautiful black hair. It wasn’t his natural colour, but it was still beautiful on him nonetheless. His eyes were undoubtedly captivating in the right lighting. He was enough to give anyone a heart attack by just looking at them. Don't even get Frank started on his voice, he could go on forever. That and the smell of cigarette smoke with cologne made Frank swoon anytime.
Alas, Gerard was one hundred and fourteen miles away that evening. What kind of job sent someone away for Christmas? Glancing at the clock Frank texted Gerard to see how his day went and soon got a reply. Gee was upset; he was allegedly crying. Alone. On Christmas. Crying. In that moment Frank decided, Gerard mattered enough to drive through ice and snow, one hundred and fourteen miles.
By the time Frank got to the hotel where Gerard was staying it was really late. “I just realized you came all this way to just watch me sleep. I’m sorry,” Gee said as he led Frank to his room. Frank merely shrugged and smiled in reply, he’d known what he was doing when he offered to go. The room was fair sized, but the bed, oh the bed, was huge. It had to be bigger than a California King! The two lay down and listened to music for an hour or so.
“Do you wanna cuddle?” Gerard’s voice shattered the silence between songs and ignited Frank’s insides on fire. “We don’t have to; I just wanted to know…” It took around four minutes for Frank to stop blushing and swallow the lump in his throat so he could answer. “Sure.” Some way or another Frank’s head ended up resting on Gee as he began petting him. This was lovely. Perfect, if you like. Then Fate decided “Your Call” by Secondhand Serenade should come on and push perfect to euphoric. It became their song.
Frank would stay there for six hours. Awake as Gee slept. He wasn’t trying to be a creeper, he was just so happy to be with him. Also he didn’t want Gerard to wake up and suddenly be alone. “I was born to tell you ‘I love you’ and I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine. Stay with me tonight?”
December 8, 2008
Almost two weeks proceeding to that there was a 2 am visit. Frank’s father went and hid in his room while Frank went to answer the door. Quickly Gerard and he scurried to Frank’s room to finish the movie they’d started a couple days prior. Gerard had this thing where he’d sit on the very top right corner of Frank’s bed, almost to the point of falling off. No matter how much Frank tried to coax him farther onto the bed Gee wouldn’t have it, so finally Frank took Gee’s phone.
Grabbing it and jumping to the opposite corner of the bed Frank giggled and force Gerard into coming closer. But then Gee tackled him! The two wrestled around for a good twenty minutes. That’s when Frank got pinned, Gee straddling him and holding his arms down. It was sexual, awkward, and innocent all at the same time. Quickly Frank gave the phone back and slipped out from under the older boy.
Smirking at his victory Gerard settled down in the middle of the bed as Frank slowly scooted closer until his arms were around Gee’s waist. Fingers snaking into Frank’s hair Gee smiled and watched the rest of the movie. Frank on the other hand closed his eyes and took in the moment to its fullest, he wouldn’t dare forget this. Soon credits rolled and his eyes open reluctantly as he crawled over to change the movie out. Then he was right back to the same position.
Fifteen more minutes passed. “I should get home,” Gee muttered, withdrawing his hand from Frank’s hair. “I guess,” Frank concurred and walked Gerard to the door. Both looked at their feet and then at each other, waiting for the other to be brave enough to make the first move. “Hug?” The suggestion. “Surely.” The first move.
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