More Than Just Curious

Gerard’s P.O.V

I honestly loved asking Frank those questions, I loved getting to know him better and it made me feel so much more closer to him. But I could tell that he became uneasy when I was asking questions about his ex-girlfriend. I felt bad for him. I could tell that he loved her, and she died. Death is never predictable.

Frankie left my house about ten minutes ago, and now I was waiting for the right moment to go talk to Mikey. Mikey was the maddest I had seen him in a long time. I don’t know if he’s mad because he saw me kissing a guy, or because I never told him I was bi. I just figured that out today. I always tell Mikey everything. We’re so close, so he probably feels betrayed. He’s the only thing in my life that matters. Him and my grandma, Elena.

She is such an inspiration to me. I love her to death. She has always been there for me, in every way she possibly could. She was there musically for me. She always encouraged me to sing, even at such a young age. There were no words to express all that she means to me. I would die for her.

I was interrupted from my thoughts as I heard a knocking at my door. I shuffled on my bed, moving the papers that I was drawing on and stood up, making my way towards the door. I opened it and in walked Mikey, his hand rubbing his temples and pacing back and forth. I sighed and shut the door.

“Listen Mikes-” I began until Mikey held up his hand for me to stop talking. I obliged and sat down on the bed waiting for him to continue. He stared at me for a moment, until continuing on with his pacing.

“I just don’t understand Gerard, I really don’t,” he said as he looked at me, hands on his hips. He looked like such a drama queen right now that if he wasn’t being so serious I would have laughed.

“What don’t you understand?” I asked him in all seriousness. He looked at me like I was stupid.

“I don’t understand any of it! Why are you cheating on Lyn-z, why did I walk in on you kissing a dude! Most importantly, when did you turn gay!?” he shouted at me, obviously furious. I cringed at his voice and shook my head.

“I’m not dating Lyn-z anymore,” I told him. He looked at me curiously.

“Why not? You guys dated for like what four months?” he questioned me, calming down considerably a lot.

“I uh- well I kissed Frank. She found out about it…” I trailed off. He looked at me, eyes full of anger.

“Why does that not fucking surprise me? You cheated on her, Gerard? How could you do that!” he spat at me. Way for making me feel bad. I shrugged my shoulders.

“I never kissed a guy- he never kissed a guy we just wanted to try it,” I told him honestly, I didn’t like hiding things from him. I would have told him if he didn’t see us.

“And you did like it,” he stated more than asked. I nodded my head in agreement. He looked at me for a moment.

“You don’t like him do you?” he asked me slowly. I think that he was freaking out inside but was just trying not to show it.

“No, Mikes I don’t, not yet anyway. He does seem like the type of guy I would like though. He’s so nice and sweet and loyal and cu-“he cut me off there.

“I don’t even want you to finish that sentence,” he told me, looking disgusted. I couldn’t help but laugh at him.

“I’m sorry Mikes, I just found out that I was bi today, so I couldn’t tell you until you got home, and then you just kind of, found out on your own.” I chuckled. His face looked relived.

“Good! So you’re not fully gay then!” he exclaimed, throwing his arms around me. I chuckled at him but couldn’t help but feel offended.

“We good then?” I asked him, hoping he would say yes.

“Yeah we’re good,” he smiled. “But I want to actually meet Frank, other than knowing him as that guy that you made out with and who stares at you in lunch,” Mikey told me with a small chuckle.

“Wait, he stares at me in lunch?” I asked him, shocked. I mean I knew that Frank looks at me from time to time but actually stares?

“Ha, yeah bro, if it’s not obvious,” he chuckled at me and lightly punched me in the arm. I grasped my arm and faked a hurt expression.

“You’re such a dweeb.” He chuckled at me before making his way back over to my basement door.

“That’s why you love me,” I told him in a sing song voice. He chuckled at me before shaking his head and walking out my door.

I sat there on my bed for a few minutes longer. I looked over to my Misfits’ clock on the side of my wall and realized that it was only seven thirty. I sighed and walked over to my laptop and turned it on. I let it load up before logging onto Skype.

I didn’t really have that many friends on there, but I was the loner emo fag at school so it was understandable. As soon as I logged on I looked into my friends list to see all who was on. I got pretty excited when I saw that Jamia Nestor was online. I sent her a call and she soon answered.

“Gerard baby! What’s up?” she exclaimed to me. I smiled at her. She was one of my best friends. She doesn’t go to my school, I met her on Skype.

“Hey Jamia, nothing much, just had this really awkward talk with Mikey,” I told her. I could really trust her, so of course I was going to tell her about my new ‘discovery’.

“And what was that about shall I ask?” she asked me. She was honestly very pretty. She had shoulder length brown hair and gorgeous hazel eyes.

“Well, Mikey walked in on me and my friend kissing,” I started to explain to her. She looked at me confused.

“What happened to Lyn-z?” Jamia asked her expression bewildered.

“It’s over between us, I kissed this guy and sh-“Jamia cut me off.

“You kissed a guy!?” she exclaimed, interrupting me half sentence. I laughed at her and nodded my head.

“Yeah, his name is Frank.” I told her. She smiled at me before squealing this annoying shrilly squeal.

“I want to meet him! Listen, I’m having a party this Saturday, your invited, but you need to bring a guest, so bring Frank! Is he cute?” she asked me.

“Okay, I’ll ask him to go with me and, yeah. He’s cute,” I told her blushing. She squealed again. That very annoying squeal.

“Aw! Gerard, that’s so cute! Anyways, I got to go, so I’ll see you Saturday okay?” she asked me as she logged off. I didn’t even get to answer. I logged off and went back to sitting on my bed. I had no life.

“Gerard! Dinner!” screamed my mom from the top of the stairs. I didn’t even realize that she was home.

I made my way up the stairs, thinking about how I would ask Frank to go to the party with me on Saturday, when one thing crossed my mind. I just said Frank was cute.