But I'd Like To Learn Your Name (Frerard Fanfic)

Chapter 19

Gerard's POV

Those couple of days couldn't have gone by quicker. Before I knew it I was staring at Mrs. Iero as she headed out the front door with a suitcase full of four weeks worth of clothes. I couldn't have been happier.

Maybe I'll visit Bert. I'll ask him if he can throw a party tonight. That'll be fun. Bert's parties always result in ending up blackout drunk, awkward hookups with him, and terrible hangovers. Maybe I'll actually invite Frank to it. He doesn't seem so bad now. The moment Frank shut the door behind his mom was the first time I've felt free since I've been living with them.

We're both met by a phone buzzing as soon as Frank shut the door. I watch as he looks to see what it was. "Fuck", he mutters under his breath. "Richie needs me to come over.", he says as he reaches for his worn out vans.

"Frank?", I reluctantly ask as my eyes meet with his big green eyes, full of anxiety and fear. "I-I know what happened last time with you and him, and I...", my voice trails off. It feels weird saying what I'm about to say to him, considering all of the held back hate I've built up for him these past days. "I don't want you to get hurt again."

His head spins around to face me. His expression filled with shock. I watch as his delicate hand recoils from the shoes. "How do you know about what happened, Gerard?", he asks, worried.

I have to lie. I can't tell him that I spied on him and followed him to his cousins apartment, and how his cousin threatened me. "I saw you the next morning with the cut on your cheek.", I mumble.

His expression turns from shock to sadness in a matter of milliseconds. "Please don't be worried about me. I'll be okay. You're really sweet, Gerard.", Frank says as he puts his hand on my shoulder. My eyes lock with his hand on my covered up, scarred shoulder. Why is he treating me so nice? Did I do something special? Should I be complimented or offended that he called me sweet?

Before I know it I'm blushing like an idiot with a little half smile plastered on my face. I try hiding my face by looking down and covering most of it with the sleeve of my sweater.

"Well, I'll see you when I get back.", Frank says as he waves to me, before closing the door.

The once present blush fades from my face. And that little emotional high is over. Why was I even blushing in the first place? I can't have a crush on Frank, I'm already dating someone. I thought I hated Frank. Why is that all disappearing now? Ignoring a certain feeling is always hard for most people, but not for me. I push the thoughts out of my mind and get my phone to call Bert. "Hey?", I ask when the ringing stops.

Bert coughs on the other line, "hey, sorry. So why'd you call?"

"Just wondering if you could throw a party tonight. Frank's mom is gonna be out of town for a week."

"Yea that'll be fun. I'll invite a ton of people and get the stuff and I'll come pick you up right now. Glad that bitch is finally off of your tail."

"Uh, yea I guess so", I say hesitantly. "See you soon", I say before I hang up.

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Bert's car smells just like him, like cigarettes and rain. I always find myself at home when I'm with him. He smells like home.

I watch as he puts the car in drive and starts it up. Some crappy pop song comes on the radio when the car starts.

"Bert what is this shit, you were listening to?", I snicker.

"Oh yea, my sister was with me today and she listens to 'that'. You can change it if you want.", he says through laughs.

"Mmkay", I say as I look for a station. I find one immediately and some Green Day song starts playing.

Bert turns the music up more and soon enough we're at his house. He gets out and comes to my side of the car. "Ladies first", he says with a smirk as he opens the car door.

A laugh pushes past my lips as I get out of his car. I plant a kiss on his cheek before getting the keys from his pocket to unlock the door.

Before he can let me he pushes me up against the closed door. He kisses up my neck and up to my lips. A small moan escapes my mouth. Bert laughs and continues to kiss me. Anyone could see us considering we're outside but I couldn't give a fuck. I start to kiss him back harder this time.

"Fags!", someone driving by yells at us. I don't even bother to look away from Bert when I flip them off.

We finally pull away from each other, panting. Bert finally unlocks the door and brings me inside.

The first thing I see is a teenager with black hair, eyeliner, and a grey hoodie fixated on a book, sitting on Bert's couch.

"Oh hey Pete. I thought you were gonna be at your friends.", Bert says as he gives the boy named Pete a fistbump. I follow Bert to the couch and plop down next to him.

"Gerard I forgot to tell you Pete is gonna be here for a while. He's my moms friends son.", Bert says, gesturing to Pete. I nod and look back over at him. "Pete, this is Gerard my boyfriend.", Bert says, this time gesturing to me. Pete shakes his head and moves the mass of black hair out of his eyes. Now that I can finally see his face without all that hair covering it he looks a little bit familiar. But this is Belleville after all so pretty much everybody knows everybody.

"Nah. He's coming over here.", Pete says.

I look over expectantly at Bert. "I thought you were having a party tonight.", I whisper.

"Yea I am. He can stay to and so can his friend."

"He looks fucking sixteen!", I whisper again, this time a little bit louder.

"And you're seventeen. Don't forget your age there, Gee.", Bert chuckles. Haha, yea and I might have the tiniest crush on a sixteen year old. That's normal.

"Well I don't know what we're doing lazing around. We need to go get the stuff for the party.", I mumble, trying to change the topic.

"You mean I? You're underage honey," Bert laughs as he gets up and reaches for his keys on the coffee table.

I groan. I always forget that Bert's twenty one and I'm seventeen. So he's an adult. I'm a teen. Technically this shit is illegal but we both couldn't give the slightest fucks. It's a four year age difference, but age doesn't matter. Right?

"Well I'm gonna get going. Stay with Pete while I'm gone.", Bert says as he leans in and kisses me on the cheek. I blush and wave him goodbye.

When Bert leaves it's just me and Pete. I awkwardly push the hair out of my eyes. "So uh who's coming over?", I ask.

"Oh his names Mikey, we just met."

WOW IM SO FUCKING SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING AHH. I should just update any time on the weekends cause wth school starting I cannot update on Fridays ugh. I'm so sorry thank you guys for putting up with my shit. Thanks for reading and voting!!

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