Eating. Yuck.

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*Contains purging*

{Gerard's POV}

I had thought Frank's smile was amazing but it was nothing compared to his laugh.

His laugh made you laugh.

I couldn't help but grin every time he did so.

Also, Frank was gay.

I wasn't sure if I had expected it or not.

Why should I have cared if he was gay or not anyway?

It's not like I was gay.

"Everyone okay with pizza?" Mikey asked, picking up the phone.

"Yeah sure," Frank smiled, "I'll take the cheese off."

"Yes please!" Ray grinned.

Mikey looked over at me.

I just shrugged.

His face fell a little before he looked away.

Well I'm sorry if food doesn't excite me as much as it excites Ray.

While we waited for the food to arrive we continued with random talk.

Well, they continued.

I didn't talk much.

Apart from the occasional comment of course.

I did like to put my opinion across.

If I was being honest with myself, I felt left out.

Sure, this is what it was usually like but tonight it was different.

I actually wanted to take part in the conversation but I wasn't too sure what to say.

I wasn't sure why tonight was different either.

Was it because Frank was there?

Did I want to make a good impression on him or something?

I didn't know.

The food arrived.

I had been dreading it.

Mikey even divided the pizza up instead of letting us help ourselves.

I could tell that was for my benefit.

He handed me a plate of the greasy substance and pleaded me with his eyes.

I just shrugged again.

Sighing, he went to sit down but kept his eyes fixed on me as he started eating.

Frank and Ray were eating too.

Well, Frank was, Ray was hoovering up his food.

I looked down at my plate.

I only had two slices like everyone else but they were massive.

In my eyes anyway.

I was going to regret this.

I picked up one and slowly brought it up to my mouth.

God.

Did I have to do this?

I looked over at Mikey.

He was still watching me; his expression unchanged.

I sighed and decided that I had may as well get it over and done with.

I took a bite.

It tasted as I remembered it.

I hadn't had pizza in a long time.

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