Real Boys Kiss Boys
I´m here ... so where is Gerard?
[ 9:12 p.m. ]
Shit! Where the fuck is my eyeliner?! Woah ... I should tidy up my room ... oh fuck fuck fuck ... where could it be? Ah gotcha, eyeliner!!!
[ 9:17 p.m. ]
hmm, I need new boxers ... this one is grey ... it looks weird. Really!
[ 9:19 p.m. ]
“Frankie!!!”
“Allen! Please leave so I can put my make-up on! I have no time for your tricks!”
“Where are you going to?” WOAH like I said he´s an irritant!
“I will go to a party but if you don´t let me in peace I can´t go!”
argh ...
[ 9:23 ]
Why is the time running like that?! Bob and Ray will be already there ... I have to run if I will get something to drink!
[ 9:26 p.m. ]
“Bye mum!” I roar and leave our house. Our car isn´t standing there ... hmpf dad works in his office. If you describe fucking the trainee as “working”
Mum knows that .. argh, I dont want to think about my dad and his fucking affairs right now.
[ 9:31 ]
I knock on the door. A boy with long blond hair opens the door.
“Hey John!” I wink.
“Hi Frank, wanna come in?” John welcomes me and I follow him into the living room. Everybody is already here. Even Gerard is here – and he´s ALWAYS too late, ya know ...
“wanna beer?” John asks me and holds out a beer.
“oh yes, Thanks...” I reply and take the bottle.
“Dude!!!” ah, that could be only one person. I turn around to face Mikey. He´s already drunk.
“Hey Frank.” Alicia says in Mikeys arms.
“Hey, everything okay?” I ask her.
“yes, I´m fine thanks.”
“umm... Did you see Gerard?” I look at Mikey
“Yeah my brother is upstairs in John´s room.”
WTF?
“Okay ...” I shrug my shoulders and leave the two alone to search Gerard. I go upstairs and knock on the first door i reach.
No answer.
I knock on the door next to the first.
I swear, I hear something ... I open the door ... OOPS!
“I .. I´m sorry ...” I stutter and shut the door quickly ... Why couldn´t he lock the door if he wanna fuck the blond girl in John´s house? Woah .. I shake my head.
“Gerard?” I shout.
No answer.
I stand in front of the next door.
“skate or die.” I read on the door. Yes, that could be John´s room. I knock and open the door.
Shit! Where the fuck is my eyeliner?! Woah ... I should tidy up my room ... oh fuck fuck fuck ... where could it be? Ah gotcha, eyeliner!!!
[ 9:17 p.m. ]
hmm, I need new boxers ... this one is grey ... it looks weird. Really!
[ 9:19 p.m. ]
“Frankie!!!”
“Allen! Please leave so I can put my make-up on! I have no time for your tricks!”
“Where are you going to?” WOAH like I said he´s an irritant!
“I will go to a party but if you don´t let me in peace I can´t go!”
argh ...
[ 9:23 ]
Why is the time running like that?! Bob and Ray will be already there ... I have to run if I will get something to drink!
[ 9:26 p.m. ]
“Bye mum!” I roar and leave our house. Our car isn´t standing there ... hmpf dad works in his office. If you describe fucking the trainee as “working”
Mum knows that .. argh, I dont want to think about my dad and his fucking affairs right now.
[ 9:31 ]
I knock on the door. A boy with long blond hair opens the door.
“Hey John!” I wink.
“Hi Frank, wanna come in?” John welcomes me and I follow him into the living room. Everybody is already here. Even Gerard is here – and he´s ALWAYS too late, ya know ...
“wanna beer?” John asks me and holds out a beer.
“oh yes, Thanks...” I reply and take the bottle.
“Dude!!!” ah, that could be only one person. I turn around to face Mikey. He´s already drunk.
“Hey Frank.” Alicia says in Mikeys arms.
“Hey, everything okay?” I ask her.
“yes, I´m fine thanks.”
“umm... Did you see Gerard?” I look at Mikey
“Yeah my brother is upstairs in John´s room.”
WTF?
“Okay ...” I shrug my shoulders and leave the two alone to search Gerard. I go upstairs and knock on the first door i reach.
No answer.
I knock on the door next to the first.
I swear, I hear something ... I open the door ... OOPS!
“I .. I´m sorry ...” I stutter and shut the door quickly ... Why couldn´t he lock the door if he wanna fuck the blond girl in John´s house? Woah .. I shake my head.
“Gerard?” I shout.
No answer.
I stand in front of the next door.
“skate or die.” I read on the door. Yes, that could be John´s room. I knock and open the door.