You're Weird, I Like You • Frerard ✓

III

FRANKS P.O.V*

I walked home quickly after detention let out. I traced one of my fingers over my arm, This reminded me that i wanted to have lots of tattoos. I could still feel Gerard's warm embrace on around my arms and torso. I liked Gerard's hugs. They were warm and inviting, and he smelled like hair gel and watermelons. I wonder if Gerard even liked me that way? Did Gerard like my hugs?

I sighed out of frustration, caused by so many unanswered questions. And it's not like I could just ask him these questions, he would defiantly scare him away. I really didn't want to scare Gerard away; he was sweet, funny and absolutely fucking cool. Not to mention beautiful.

Mind dripping with concerns, I threw open my house door. My house wasn't very big; it was only my mum and I. I loved my mom honestly, she was so cool. Most of the time she was the child in the family, playing video games with me and gossiping with me, she was my best friend. My mum and dad got divorced when I was really young, he lives in Florida now. My dad is pretty cool too, but I don't see him much. Both my mom and dad were work-a-holics.

"Hey, Mummy!" I screamed, knowing my mom would be home. I walked into the kitchen where my mom was sitting at the table, drinking coffee and looking at the paper. Her hair was in a loose pony tail and she still had her work clothes on. She looked up and smiled.

"Hey, Honey." She chirped, getting up and planting a wet, lipstick smudging kiss on my forehead. I groaned and rubbed the access lip stain of my forehead and she chuckled. "How was your first day of school?" She asked, using one hand to mess up my hair and the other to grab a juice box for me. She tossed it to me and I caught it and smiled gratefully.

"It was okay, I guess." I shrugged, trying to get the plastic of the juice box straw.

"Well, that's good. I-"She started, but her watch beeped. "I'm really sorry, sugar, I got to get back to work. I'm going to be out late tonight." She smiled. "There is pizza pockets in the fridge, knock yourself out."

I smiled, a little sad, the shrugged. "S'okay mum, I'm going over to a friend's house." I watched her eyes light up.

"Is it a special friend?" She asked, hiding a smirk behind her coffee as she sipped it, suddenly work wasn't so important.

"Mum, he's just a friend..." I whined, feeling a bit defeated, as I felt my cheeks flood with crimson.

"Will there be supervision?"

"Mum."

"Fine! Fine!" She said, putting her hands up as if surrendering. She chuckled a bit and hugged me. "Now, tell me about him, I want to know everything!"

I smiled back, getting a tad excited. "His name is Gerard Way and he is a senior, who has yellowy-blond hair with gorgeous eyes. He saved me from a bunch of jocks and hugged me before I left detention, he hugged me! He was basically like my knight in shining armour." I explained with great enthusiasm, smiling profoundly.

My mum raised an eyebrow and smirked, crossing her arms. "Nobody, eh?"

I inwardly groaned. "Mummy."

"Okay, okay. I'm going to get going," She hugged me quickly, and tried to fix my hair. I batted her hand away and she chuckled. She ran towards the door, hollering a goodbye and a play safe, followed by a snicker.

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I walked up the stone path and looked the paper in my hand with an address sprawled on it.

Yup, this is defiantly Gerard Way's house.

I quickly checked my watch, a 4:32pm stared back at me as I inhaled, trying to calm myself. I ran up the stone stairs and looked at the large door. This house had to be twice the size of mine, which made me even more nervous

I quickly pulled myself together and knocked. I put my hands behind my back and bounced on the balls of my feet. I waited a few more seconds then decided to knock again, I quickly put my fist in the air but the door whipped open, revealing a smiling Gerard. I felt my eyes widen and heart grow.

Gerard looked like he just woke up. His blond hair was half gelled up, half plastered to his face, falling loosely in his face. Some of his eye liner was smudged down his cheek like a shadow. He was in baggy grey sweatpants and moccasin type slippers.

I gulped unattractively loud. He was shirtless.

"Yo, Frankie! C'mon in!" Gerard said, smiling and moving out of the way. I ripped my eyes away from his torso and walked in nervously.

He closed the door with his foot and put his arm around me, giving me a quick squeeze.

"I'm sorry, I'm kind of a hot mess right now, I fell asleep when I got home and my bitch of a brother didn't wake me up when I told him to." Gerard, rubbing his eye.

I smiled awkwardly. He was defiantly right about hot.

"So you brought your homework?" He asked, gesturing towards my backpack. I quickly did a jerky nod. He smiled. "Okay, go to the basement, that's where my room is. I'll be there in a sec; I just need to fix my face and my topless issue." He said with a chuckle.

It doesn't need fixing. I mentally slapped myself for that one.

I nodded again but hesitated to go down the stairs. I looked back over Gerard; he was inspecting himself in the mirror and caught my eye. He smirked.

"It's okay to go down there, Frankie. I keep my whip and handcuffs up here." Gerard said with a smirk, raising his eyebrows suggestively.

I turned crimson, but laughed it off and rolled my eyes. I walked down the stairs, jinx myself to fall. Luckily, I didn't.

I opened the basement door and walked in. The basement was huge. Gerard's unmade bed occupied the corner and a desk was against the wall near the door. The room was mostly black and white, except for the various records and Cds that were lying around all over the place. A book self was huddled in the corner, mostly consisting of comic books. Amazing art work covered the walls as well as paint platters. He had a small couch near his bed and in front of the couch was a large TV, overflowing with horror movies and sci-fi movies.

I put down my backpack and stood awkwardly looking at everything. This room is like the room I always wanted. My mum and I have always been tight for money and my mum refuses to let me get a job to help and maybe put something other then a bed and desk in my room.

"Like it?" I heard from behind me and I jumped. I whipped around and looked at Gerard. He had fixed his hair, gelled up, and his eyeliner. He was wearing a light blue shirt with his sweatpants and slippers.

I nodded my head and grinned frantically. "It's so cool and huge!" I exclaimed like a little kid in a toy store.

Gerard chuckled and threw himself down on the couch. "Let's get started on homework then?" I smiled and agreed.

I quickly opened my backpack and pulled out the grade 10 maths textbook. I opened to my page and pulled out a pencil. I put everything on the floor in front of Gerard and sat down, crossing my legs. Gerard slid down beside me.

"Okay, for 1A, what is the answer?" He asked, waiting for me to finish the equation.

I looked down at my textbook. 3+Sx(7-4),

"What does the 'S' represent?" I asked, furrowing my brows. Gerard looked at the equation. "What 'S'?" He asked.

I pointed at the 'S'. "That 'S', right there."

Gerard looked at where I was pointed, he clicked his tongue. "Frank, that's a 5." I frowned and looked at the equation again. They all looked like blurs.

"Oh, Uh." I sighed. I was going to look like the biggest nerd ever. "Um, Gerard can you get my glasses from my bag?" I asked and watched his lips tug a bit at the corners as he went for my bag and stuck his hand inside. He shuffled around inside until he pulled out my glasses. They were huge ass nerdy looking glasses people pay to get now. They had a crack in corner of the lenses and tape around the middle of the frame. One of the arms of the glasses was bent and they made the glasses slant to my right side. He passed them to me, not looking at them but watching me intently at I put them on.

I looked down at the equation; 3+5x(7-4). Fuck he was right.

"Frankie?" I looked over and Gerard was beaming and staring at me like I was a baby puppy. I bit at my lip ring furiously.

"Oh my God! Frankie, you look so cute!" He exclaimed, practically molesting me as he hugged my tight and pinched my cheeks. I just stared at him, unmoving.

Gerard started laughing hysterically. "Your face, Oh my gosh. The highlight of my life!" He exclaimed in between side-splitting giggles. I felt my face turn red and giggled along with him.

"Okay, Okay," Gerard said, inhaling, trying to calm down. "Lets get back to the homework!" He said enthusiastically.

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"GERARD!"

I jumped slightly when I heard a woman call for Gerard, from upstairs. Gerard seemed just as startled.

"Mom?" Gerard called back.

"Gerard! Come take the trash out! And for the love of God, please tell me that those are not Mikey's dirty underwear on the table!" She screamed for Gerard again.

"But, Mom-" He started but was cut off by a lady in a business suit and platnuim blond hair, defiantly dyed. She was wearing a grey and black pant suit. Her hair was up in a professional ponytail – or that was what my mom called it – and black heels.

"And for fuck sakes, Gerard, clean up down here- oh hello." She said, raising her eyebrows once she saw me. She smiled and gave Gerard a look and Gerard gave her an innocent look.

"Mom, This is Frank. My friend from school, that I guess I'm tutoring." He said with a giggle and elbowed my side lightly. I smiled nervously.

"Hello Frank, nice to meet you!" Gerard's mom exclaimed and quickly hugged me. I hugged her back then sorta hid behind Gerard. "Nice to meet you too, Mrs. Way."

Mrs. Way waved her hand in the air. "Call me Donna, sweetie." I nodded and smiled. "Would you like to stay for dinner?"

I hesitated and looked at the time, It was 6:38, I had been at Gerard's house for 2 hours. "I would love to, but my mum expects me home." I smiled apologetically.

Donna smiled. "Oh okay, but for sure you have to come have dinner soon."

"I would love too." I said, actually wanting to visit Donna again.

"You better, if not, we just might have to kidnap you." Gerard said with a smirk and Donna chuckled and mumbled something about Gerard's idioticy. I turned crimson and raisied an eyebrow. "So, do you want me to drive you home?"

I nodded slightly and Gerard pushed me up the stairs. "Bye, mom. I'll be home soon." Donna laughed. "Whatever you do to Frank, Make sure the police aren't involved. Bye Frank!"

I blushed and called back a goodbye and walked outside with Gerard. "C'mon, lets take my car!" He said excitedly.

I gaped. "Y-you have your own car?" I asked, feeling my eyes widen. He laughed.

"Yeah, its nothing special." Gerard said, opening the garage to reveal a black Mercedes.
I watched in awe when he went to my side of the car and opened my door to let me in. I scoffed. "Nothing special? This is a fucking Mercedes, I've never been in one." I said, rubbing my hand over the leather.
He chuckled and went to his own side and got in. He started the engine and the speakers blasted out rock music. He winced and turned them down, looking at me apologetically.

"Wait, was that Black Flag?!" I asked eagerly, Gerard backed out of the driveway and nodded looking at me with a confused face.

"Marry me, forget Pete Wentz, you better fucking marry me." I blurted out then turned crimson. My Fall Out Boy obsession was not helping me now. Gerard laughed and ruffled my hair. "In your dreams, kid."

Great, I was a kid. But I smiled anyways.

I turned up the volume and listened to the songs going by. Gerard kept his eyes on the road but singed some of the lyrics under his breath. I giggled at his cuteness and looked out the window.

A few minutes later, Gerard pulled up outside my house. I looked at him. He looked at me. "I had a really great time." I said, hoping he couldn't see my reddening cheeks in the dark. He bit his lip.

"Me too, actually I was wondering if you wanted to go with me to see a movie with me tomorrow, there's a monster marathon happening down town," He said all in one breath, then added "Because I have no one to go with and your cool, or whatever." He furrowed his eyebrows at what he was saying. I smiled. "I would love to!"

He exhaled. He looked like he was going to say something else but he looked out the window. "Is that your mom, watching us?" He said with a confused face, then chuckled and smirked. I looked where he was looking and of course my mom is watching us from the window, half covered by the curtain. I bet I looked horrified and I groaned.

Gerard giggled and waved to my mom. She beamed and waved back. I put my face in my hands. Gerard giggled again and kissed my cheek quickly. I looked at him and smiled, getting out of the car.

"See ya later, alligator!" He said, grinning as he pulled away. I stood there smiling like an
idiot as I watched his car pull away. I skipped inside and my mom stood there, smirking.

"He's a cutie pie." She said with a small chuckle. I groaned.

Because it was so true.