More Than Just Curious

Gerard’s P.O.V

I woke up to this extremely annoying buzzing sound, which I came to find it was my alarm clock. I almost completely forgot that I had set an alarm to wake myself up with. I walked over to it and quickly hit the snooze button. It was only nine o’clock and I was already up. I was used to sleeping past noon on the weekends, but I had to get up for Frankie.

He has been acting weird these past few days, always wanting to be around me, always clinging to me. It’s not like it bothered me, I really liked spending time with him. Frankie told me to get up extra early so that we could go to breakfast and hang out for the day. I was supposed to be at his house by ten a.m.

I walked over to my closet and looked through it for a shirt to wear. I really wanted to look good today to impress Frankie. When I was trying to fall asleep last night I couldn’t help but think about him. How much I really like him, and how much he really likes me. It got me to thinking why we weren’t dating. I mean I know that it is just some pointless label, but I wanted to be able to call Frankie my own. So, with that, I decided that I was finally going to ask Frankie to be my boyfriend today.

I decided that I was going to wear my red and black plaid shirt with some black skinny jeans. I walked out into the hall and went straight to the closet to grab out a towel. I went to the bathroom and shut the door behind me, quickly undressing myself. I hoped in the shower and turned on the water to medium.

As I washed my hair and body, I couldn’t help but think about how I was going to ask Frankie to be my boyfriend. I know that I didn’t want just the casual, ‘Hey, be my boyfriend’ thing. I want it to be spectacular. I want it to be something that Frankie will never forget. I want to make him feel as special as he really is.

I hopped out and grabbed my towel off of the toilet seat. I wrapped it loosely around my body and walked over to the large mirror that was lined up on the wall. I shook my head side to side and watched as the little water droplets fell from my hair and onto the marble top.

Unwrapping the towel from me, I used it to dry the mirror. I grabbed the pencil eye liner that lay next to the toothpaste and quickly lined the bottoms of my eyes with it.

I grabbed my toothbrush and got to work brushing my teeth with great care. I needed to figure out how I was going to ask him this. Or, maybe even where I was going to ask him this. After a little thought about it, I decided that I was just going to ask him it when I dropped him off at his house. If he said no to me, I didn’t want the rest of the ‘date’ to be awkward.

Once I was done with my teeth, I moved onto my hair. I got out the blow drier and plugged it in. I quickly dried my hair and got out the straightener. I was running a little late, so I needed to do this fast without it looking like crap. I never really straightened my hair before, so I didn’t really know how to do it. But, Mikey knew. He straightens his hair every single day.

“Mikey! Can you come here really quick?” I called out to him. I waited as the hair straightener heated up, tapping my foot impatiently. That’s when Mikey finally walked in a few minutes later, rubbing his eyes. He must have been sleeping.

“What do you need Gerard?” he grumbled to me, obviously angry from me waking him up earlier.

“I really, really, really need for you to straighten my hair for me. I need to be at Frankie’s house in like ten minutes.” I explained to him. Mikey smirked at me and nodded his head while walking over and grabbing the straightener.

“Aw, you going on a date are you bro? I’m happy for you. You finally got the balls to ask Frank out. God, we all have been waiting long enough.” He complained as he walked behind me and started to straighten the back of my hair. I laughed at him and shook my head, which caused him to yell at me not to move.

“No, I didn’t ask him out yet Mikes. I am planning to do that today though. That’s why I want to look my best.” I explained to him, which caused him to snicker playfully.
“Ha, like I said, no balls.” He laughed as he moved on to straighten the right side of my hair. I frowned at him.

“I’m really nervous though Mikes. I don’t know how to ask him, or what he will say to me. I am like freaking out here. Can you help me?” I asked him quietly. This is pretty sad, the older brother asking the younger brother for dating advice. I heard Mikey clear his throat behind me.

“Well, I don’t really know what to tell you bro, but I know that you are going to do just fine. I can tell that he likes you, just the way that he looks at you. He looks at you differently than everyone else. When you’re around, he always has this little gleam in his eye.” He moved over to the left side of my head. “Oh and you are an amazing guy Gerard. He would be a fool to turn you down.” Mikey told me, whispering the last part.

I couldn’t help but smile at what Mikey just said. I didn’t know that he thought that I was amazing. Everything that he said really touched me. Though, I didn’t know that Frankie liking me was really that obvious.

“Thank you Mikes.” I told him as he put down the straightener and turned me to face him. He nodded and smiled before turning me back around and pushing me out the door.

“Now, go get your man!” he yelled as he slapped me playfully on the butt. I laughed at him and nodded my head as I ran out of the bathroom door.

I ran outside into the cool October air, and got in my car in a flash. I had only about five minutes to get to Frankie’s house. I drove down the road, trying to go the speed limit but just had to speed up. I was really anxious.

I soon got to Frankie’s house and right on time. I hurried out of my car and walked up the side walk to the door. I knocked on it quickly and waited patiently. I was so nervous, my hands were shaking and sweating and it probably doesn’t look very attractive.

Then all of a sudden he door comes flying open and before I can even blink its shut again. But there is Frankie, standing there looking as cute as could be. But, something was up with him. He looked sad, or depressed. His eyes were red and puffy from crying. When he saw me, his face lit up.

“Wow, Gee you look amazing. You’re so gorgeous.” He complimented me. I couldn’t help but blush.

That’s when Frankie quickly grabbed my hand and led me to the car. I was still blushing mad from what he had just said to me. It made my day, and so far my day is perfect.
We decided on going to I HOP’S for breakfast on Frankie’s demand. He said he loved it there and he was in the mood for some pancakes, and who was I to deny him of anything?

We soon got there and went straight in. For a Saturday morning they weren’t even that busy.
We were sat down near the back of the restaurant, where there were no people at. I didn’t know what was with waiters putting us in secluded areas. We ordered our drinks and meals, which left us alone to talk.

“Thank you for taking me here Gee, I just really wanted to spend some time with you today.” He said looking down at the table. He looked so depressed, I didn’t know what was wrong and it worried me.

“Hey, Frankie is everything all right? You seem down.” I asked him as I reached my hand over and put it under his chin, lifting his face up so that I could look him in the eyes.

“Yeah, everything is fine Gee. I don’t want to worry you with anything.” He lied to me. I could tell he was lying by the tone of his voice, and the way he wasn’t looking at me in the eyes. I decided to drop the subject.

“So, what time do you have to be home? I know you said you couldn’t stay out long.” I asked him trying to change the subject.

“By noon.” He said as he sipped a drink of his orange juice. Something was up with him, and it was beginning to worry me.

“You think that maybe we can hang out again later? After your done with whatever your mom needs you to do?” I asked him, hoping that he would say yes. His face only dropped again.
“Maybe.” He whispered to me on the brink of tears. I sighed and stood up to walk over closer to him.

“Frankie, do you just want me to take you home? You seem really upset and I don’t want you to cry in front of all these people.” I asked him. He thought about it for a moment, before nodding his head yes in a reply.

I picked him up out of his chair and began to carry him out the door. I got many strange looks from people as I passed them with Frankie cradled into my chest, weeping softly. Hearing him cry, made me want to cry. He was genuinely sad. I got back out to the car and sat him down in the passenger’s side.

His cry’s only got louder and louder as we drew nearer to his house. And as his cry’s got louder, I began to tear up as well. I was half tempted to pull over and envelope him in a hug, and caress his hair and whisper to him that everything was going to be all right.

“G-Gee?” Frank whispered brokeningly between his sobs. I turned to look at him, through my teary eyes.

“Yes Frankie?” I asked him, keeping my eyes on his the whole time. I saw his face falter for a second, before he looked at me, dead on, eyes full of invisible hurt.

“P-please don’t h-hate me.” He whispered to me. I looked at him dumfounded before looking at him with so much intensity. So much honesty.

“I could never.” I whispered back at him. He looked at me, and then bit his lip. He turned to look out the window before closing his eyes, letting the tears fall freely down his porcelain cheeks.

Then, that’s when I turned down his street. I drove, house after house until I reached Frankie’s and there, in their drive was a moving truck. I looked over at Frankie as his teary eyes searched over mine. He looked at me. I looked back at him, my eyes beginning to moisten once again. Then, he said those two little words.

“I’m moving.” He whispered to me. I almost couldn’t make it out, because of how fast my heart was beating. “I- I” I heard him hesitate with what he was saying. “I will never see you again.” Then, just like that, my heart broke.

I looked over at him, trying to see if he was playing some joke on me. He had never looked so serious in his life. He looked back at me, with teary eyes. Only one thing left my lips.

“Please don’t leave me Frankie.” I blubbered out to him. His eyes casted down wards, before looking at me once more, his eyes boring into mine. He pulled a single envelope out of his pocket and put it on the dash board.

“Good bye, Gerard.” Was the last thing that I heard him say. He got out of my car and I watched him as he got into his van. I couldn’t stop looking at the van as it drove off, getting farther and farther away from me. My Frankie was gone.

I broke down and cried. I sat in his driveway for hours before I finally realized that he wasn’t coming back. I started the ignition and just sat there for a moment, that’s when things really began to sink in. I grabbed the envelope that laid on my dash and caressed it in my hands.

“Good bye, Frank.” I whispered into the silence, clutching onto the letter, the last thing that I had to remember Frank by. Right then and there I realized something. Something that I wish I would have realized sooner. With teary eyes, I called out one last thing. One thing that he would never know.

“I love you, Frank Iero.”