Nineteen

I was in heaven.
Maybe I am gay?
Maybe I am gay?
Maybe I am gay?

Yes...

I'm gay.

Frank grinned at me and I grinned back.

"Well?" he asked. "Now how do you feel?" his eyes, oh those eyes were turning more and more green. From hazel to emerald and I was enjoying every second of it. He was so beautiful, like an angel.

"I.... I think I'm gay..." Frank grinned. Again it was contagious and I grinned back.

"Really?" he asked. It felt so cliche, after the first kiss, the guy and the girl fall in love and live happily ever after. Except this was about two guys and one was a rock star. Princess and the Pauper much? Frank sort of did remind me of a princess though... he was sightly feminine and the make up didn't help.

"Yeah." I smiled. "I think."

"So are you suggesting trial and error?" he asked. I tilted my head slightly.

"How do you mean?" I asked. Frank smiled and took my hands in his.

"Gerard, will you go out with me and in time we will see if you really are into men or not?" my jaw dropped.

"Y- yes." I stuttered and his eyes lit up. He enveloped me in a fast hug and when he pulled away, planted a sweet kiss on my cheek.