Sleep 3 - Ferard

"Gerard, wake up!" I woke up to the annoyance of Frank howling in my ear whilst lying down near me on my bed. I chafed my eyes and looked up to see Frank amusing himself.
"You stupid fucker!" I hit him in the face playfully. He just kept chuckling with his cute and dorky laugh. I got up from my bed; I was in my blue plaid pajama pants and a regular black shirt. I glanced at myself in the mirror. My hair was a fucking muddle. I ran my fingers through my hair; I needed a shower as well. I turned to Frank. "Wait…what are you doing here? And how did you get in?" I asked crossing my arms and tilting on my dresser with a wary grin.
"I have your key and I came to cheer you up!" He gave me a big smile and dismounted the bed. I turned back around to the mirror. "What, did something else happen?" He said almost leaving my room.
"Yeah..." I looked down and said silently. "But it's not about... Lyn-z."
He looked puzzled. "Then who is it about?"
I went to my closet and grabbed a supple white towel. "Eliza, my ex girlfriend came here. She heard about me and Lyn-z and considered I was upset so she came to my house to cheer me up with…sex." I was infuriated, I hated Eliza. I never wanted to see her in my life again.
Frank breathed. "That is fucked up." Frank said truthfully.
"I'm just so sick and tired of women." Did I just say that out loud? Frank laughed. Yep, I did. "I mean... I just need a break from... getting hurt." I walked passed Frank out of my room and into the bathroom. Frank pursued me.
"You gonna take a shower now?" Frank said, I practically forgot he was still in my house.
"Uh, yeah... you can just chill downstairs... unless you want to join me." I said jokingly. Frank's face reddened and tried to hide it by a laugh and stride down the stairs with his hands in his pockets.

After the shower and getting dressed I headed downstairs to see Frank in front of the TV asleep. I nudged him mildly on the shoulder. His eyes unlocked like tiny shining stars.
"Tired?" I asked with a grin.
He yawned and got up. "Not anymore." He loped to the kitchen as I trailed behind him. I sat down on a chair and Frank went rummaging around my cupboards, when I noticed he hadn't move from one spot.
"Frank, what the hell are you doing!?" He peeked up and put a box full of pictures of me and Lyn-z on the counter; it was a small box, but not too small. I walked up to see the pictures.
"I think I have an idea what to do with these... I say we burn 'em." He shut the box. "I did that with some bitch who decided to sleep with my best friend."
I put my hand on his back. "Alright, alright."
"Yes!" Frank laughed and walked away.

It was finally dark, I gazed at Frank outside starting the fire, and the box was in my hands. Finally, I saw big flames from the backyard. My backyard was just a huge unwanted field that led to the forest. I walked outside slowly to the fire with holding on tightly to the box.
"Ready!?" I nodded and opened the box and threw the pictures in the fire. Me and Frank were just gazing at the pictures, watching them burn. Frank sat down and I decided to join him.

Me and Frank were sitting arm by arm. I chose to lie down on the grass; I loved how the grass stroked against the back of my head. Frank's looked down at me; his head was right above me.
"Did that make you feel a little better?"
"A little, yes." I smiled. "Thank you Frank." We stayed staring at each other for a short moment until I was about to lean towards him, ready to make my move. Frank moved his head back. I sat up and sighed loudly.
"What?" He looked back at me.
"Nothing, nothing." I breathed.
He put his hand on my leg. "Tell me!" Then abruptly, I leaned towards him and pressed my lips against his. I pulled away quickly and turned my head so things weren't awkward. "Gerard?" I turned my head back to Frank and he shockingly kissed me, when the kissing became nonstop Frank slipped his tongue in my mouth. Frank moved his chilly hand onto my face, it made things more passionate. I bit his lip and lied down on the ground and Frank leaned on top of me giving me another lovingly kiss. He licked my lips and soon our tongues tied. Frank began to stroke my stomach. Soon we stopped kissing and looked at each other for a moment. His eyes were striking they could probably kill me. I caressed his cheek.
"Gee, I love you." Frank whispered to me charmingly and put his head down on my chest while my arm was over him.
"I love you too, Frankie." His eyes shut and pretty soon mine did too.