My, Such a Sweet Thing

[Franks POV]

Where is Mikey? He said he was going to meet me outside school at the end of the day to take me home. He’s never late. I sound like such a pussy right now, I can’t help it – I’m tired and cold. I just want to go home!

As I stood there, shivering with the strap of my messenger bag digging into my shoulder, I noticed the familiar noise of a familiar car pull up in the parking lot. Thank fuck for that! I was just about to start walking over when a figure got out of the car – a figure that definitely was not Mikey. What the fuck? As the figure got closer I couldn’t help but look down at my feet, a small blush making its way across my cheeks. In a way, I was glad to see Gerard was here; however disappointed when realising that the reason he was here was not because of Mikey’s absence, but for Alicia purposes. Even though Alicia was sent home early due to her being unwell, Gerard was still here for her.

Everything revolves around Alicia in Gerard’s mind...

“Frank, what are you doing standing here?” I snapped my head up in the direction of the voice, to see the raven-haired beauty. Nervousness washed over me.

“Um..... Mikey was supposed to be picking me up from school” I couldn’t help but blush at how pathetic I sounded right then.

Poor little Frankie has to get someone to hold his hand and take him home
Sometimes I hate being a vulnerable fertile.

“Oh....It’s not like him to forget.” Gerard bit his lip, in that oh-so-sexy way. He just has that effect on me; he can make my knees go weak at just a smile. “You look like you’re about to freeze.” He frowned and took off his leather jacket, revealing his tight band shirt – his muscles poking out from under the sleeve. He handed me the jacket and smiled as he helped me put it on making me blush.

“I....I would have just left and walked home on my own but he was supposed to be helping me with my school work...He promised.” I looked down, feeling slightly hurt that something was more important to him than his promise to me.

There was a short, awkward pause before he spoke up again. “I could help you...y’know if that’s okay” He shrugged and gave me a heart warming smile- a smile I couldn’t resist.

“I’d like that.....Thanks”

He handed me some keys – one of which I presumed was for his car- and smiled. “I’m gonna go and get Ali’s things from her locker. You can just get in the car and wait.”

I stood there and just watched as he slowly walked into the school, his tight pants showing off his ass perfectly as he walked. Shaking the dirty thoughts from my head, I headed towards the car and got into the passenger side.

It wasn’t long before Gerard was back and I was giving him directions to my house, my stomach doing summersaults at the thought of Gerard possibly finding out my /true/ identity.

~Timelapse~

The school work soon got pushed aside and we were both aimlessly chatting about random things.

“So Frank......How come you haven’t got a mate yet? Usually Fertile’s are assigned to their mates at a young age.” Gerard was lying on my bed, on his stomach with his chin resting on his palms.

My smile soon faded away as I looked down at my hands. “Before I moved here, my dad’s work used to make us move around a lot. My parents are arranging my marriage.” I bit my lip.

He paused for a second or two. “Oh, so that’s why Mikey has been looking after you a lot?” I nodded. “....I and Alicia were matched together by our Moms. Our moms have been friends since they were kids, so when Alicia was born, myself being the oldest I had to look after her a lot – like an older brother I guess” He shrugged. “I knew we’d be matched together though....” His voice softened and he sat up cross-legged. “Sometimes I think she’d be better off with Mikey; I know they like each other. I mean, me and Alicia do love each other, but its more brother/sister love.” He bit his lip and looked down at his hands.

I didn’t know how to reply to that. So Gerard didn’t actually love Alicia? They seem such a perfect couple. I cautiously put my hand on his back, silently comforting him. I watched as his gaze slowly came my way, a hand slowly outstretching to stroke my cheek and jaw – I couldn't help but blush as I found his gazing into my eyes. My voice was soft, almost as if it was a secret. “You can’t marry her if you feel that way....it’s not fair on both of you. Vampires don’t divorce – we have mates for life. You can’t be unhappy with each other for the rest of your life.... It’s not fair Gee.” Another blush adored my cheeks as his nickname – the one Alicia calls him- slipped past my lips. I could taste the metallic from my lip ring as i nervously chewed on my lower lip.

No words were spoken for a while. I was half expecting him to slap me and tell me to keep my opinions to myself and my nose out of his business. I was also expecting him to shout, to tell me I’m wrong. How would I know? I don’t have a mate. The one person I love, the one person I want to be with is taken. And one silly mistake of ignoring the problem in his relationship will ruin my chances of being with him. Forever.

Most of all, what I wasn’t expecting was for him to lean forward, his eyes slipping shut as he tenderly pressed his lips to mine. I was in a state of shock. He’s kissing me! Gerard fucking Way kissing me! It took a while for me to react, but soon I had my arms wrapped around his neck and was kissing him back. His lips moved against mine slowly, his fingers tenderly massaging my hips. This is heaven. I felt his tongue slowly lick my lower lip, asking for permission; I granted him permission and felt his tongue enter my mouth, exploring the new environment. Our tongues wrestled for dominance for a short period of time – him obviously winning. He gently lay me down, his body pressed to mine.

We kissed for what felt like forever. I started to panic as I felt him slowly pull away, his eyes gazing into mine. My confusion was soon washed away as I felt him take hold of the hem of my shirt and slowly pull it over my head; I blushed as he looked over my bare stomach and chest. I couldn't help but moan as he leant down and started attacking my neck. His soft kisses turning into soft nips and bites; his fangs however, never once piercing the skin. I arched my back as he started kissing my collar bone, his hips grinding against mine. I let out a loud moan and he stopped dead.

He didn’t move for a while, just stayed dead still. My heavy breathing was the only thing to be heard over the silence of the room. The light from the streetlamps outside illuminating the room. After what seemed like forever, he quickly pulled away, a panicked look on his face.

“.....I...I have to go.” He wouldn’t even look at me.

Hurt washed over me. “So soon?” I sat up, feeling slightly exposed and self conscious.

He looked at me, for the first time in a while. “This never happened, Frank! You got that!”
I couldn’t help but feel scared, threatened. I couldn’t even reply- just nod pathetically. Why is he acting like this? He was the one who kissed me.

“Nothing happened! I helped you with your school work, and that is it!” He was frowning now, pulling his boots onto his feet franticly. “You’re not going to tell a soul!” He was now pointing at me, threatening me. I could only nod helplessly, trying to suppress my tears. Crying would make me seem like a bigger pussy than what I actually am.

I watched as he left the room, left the house. Left me. Left me on my bed, shirtless, crying pathetically.