More Than Just Curious

Franks P.O.V

My hands were shaking like crazy. My breath was getting shallower and more frequent as the seconds ticked by. I was both scared and excited at the same time. I was completely nervous. I couldn’t help but think about Bella. My ex-girlfriend. I felt as if I was betraying her. I was betraying her.

I couldn’t think any longer. All I felt was Gerard’s lips brush up against mine, cautiously sweeping across my quivering lips. I couldn’t help but let out a little squeal from shock as I felt his lips meet mine. A rush of emotions swept through me. Some were unrecognizable. Others I knew very well. I felt guilty for Bella’s sake, but I didn’t want to stop. I liked this too much.

I wrapped my arms around Gerard’s neck as I stood up, off of the toilet and stood beside him. I moved my lips instinctively with his as our kiss deepened, our lips put together with more force than before. I could tell that he liked it too as he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. This moment felt so right, even though I knew it was wrong. There was so much emotion wrapped up in the kiss.

I began to weave my hands into Gerard’s raven black hair, making our lips get so much more pressure. I loved this feeling and I didn’t want it to end. Everything was so hazy to me. I had never done this before, I was never the type to kiss a person on the first day of meeting them, let alone when you’re not even dating that person. Or when they have a girlfriend. But to me that didn’t matter right now. It all seemed okay in what I was doing. I was blind.

The kiss was going great; I didn’t have a care in the world. Nothing else mattered, that was until I began to feel a slight vibration in Gerard’s pocket. We regretfully pulled our lips away from each other. Gerard sighed as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone.

“Fuck,” he muttered as he started to push buttons on his phone. His face was blank, and I couldn’t help but worry.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him, walking over to him to look at his phone. That’s when I understood.

“Lyn-z…” he trailed off, looking up at me in a state of horror. I mumbled a shit before turning back to him and telling him to answer it.

He nodded his head and pressed the ‘Talk’ button with shaking hands.

“Hello?” he asked into the phone, with a nervous tone in his voice. I frowned at him with a reassuring nod.

“Gerard? Where the hell are you? I thought you were taking me home today and you just disappear like that? What are you doing that’s so important that you had forgotten about me huh? You with that new little fag boy of yours?” Lyn-z seethed into the phone. You could just hear the venom dripping off her voice.

“I’m home. I am kind of busy right now just to let you know. And to answer your other question, I’m with Frank. Tom beat him up so I decided I would take him back to my place and get him cleaned up. Oh, and I would really appreciate it if you didn’t call him a fag. You don’t even know him.” Gerard answered back to her. It made me feel good that he was standing up to her like that for me.

I heard Lyn-z laugh on the other side of the phone. I wouldn’t tell Gerard this but his girlfriend seemed a little like a bitch.

“Yeah, what you going to do Gerard? Kiss the fag and make him all better?” she said, trying to imitate a baby’s voice.

“No, actually I already did that,” Gerard told her which made me and Lyn-z both gasp in shock. “If you were wondering, he seems pretty fine now.” He finished his sentence. I couldn’t do anything but stare at him with wide eyes.

“We’re over. I hope you and your little fag have a great life together. You’re sick Gerard!” Lyn-z screamed at him before hanging up the phone.

Gerard shut his phone and turned his attention back over to me. He smiled weakly at me and through his phone on the bathroom sink.

“How you feeling?” he asked me. I was still in shock from what he had told his girlfriend, or I guess now ex-girlfriend.

“Uh- good I guess.” I told him, nodding my head agreeing with what I had just said. Gerard flashed me a smile.

“Good,” He said as he walked out of the bathroom. He turned back to me as he was in the hallway. “You coming Frank?” he smiled at me. This left me confused. Why was he so happy?

“Yeah…” I trailed off, following him out of the bathroom. What just happened?