March 26, 2008

What I'm Dying To Say Is That I'm Crazy For You....(Part 3)

Welcome To The House Of Wolves...

Time lapse - Friday, after school

Frank's P.O.V


As soon as school finished, I ran all the way home. I got in the front door and threw my bag aside, sprinting up the stairs two at a time.
For some reason, I found myself wanting to look good for Gerard. I don't know what came over me..I was worse than a girl, putting on one thing and changing it seconds later.

I eventually decided on tight black skinny jeans, a tight misfits t-shirt, with red eyeliner. I grabbed my cellphone, keys and some money from my nightstand and I was ready to go.
As I made my way to Mikey's in my car, I was thinking crazy thoughts to myself.

I can't believe I'm actually going to a party.
A real party!
A party with Syn!
A party that Gerard fucking Way!

I pulled up outside Mikey's house and got out the car, slowly making my way up to his front door.
Pressing the bell, I couldn't stop my hands from shaking.

"Hey! Come on in I just gotta put my shoes on.." Mikey said, leaving the door open for me to enter.

I walked into the kitchen to wait and sat down at the breakfast bar. After a few minutes, I caught a whiff of the most amazing cent. It was like, a mixture of talcum powder, cigarettes and coffee. I turned my head to the side to try and find out where the scent had come from. It was so fucking addictive, I felt as though I could smell it all the time.

It was a few seconds before I finally registered who I was staring at.

"Oh uh..hey Gerard.." I said, blushing.

Since the other night, I can't look at him without feeling embarrassed.

"Hi..uh.why were you staring at me?" He asked, looking confused.

Oh shit!

"Oh shit! I'm sorry!" I said, getting flustered and feeling my face go even more red.

"Its fine, don't sweat it!" Gerard replied, laughing.

Man, did he have a cute laugh. It was like a girlish giggle, and made you just wanna hug him.
While I was fighting the urge to jump on Gerard and hug him, it appeared he was speaking. About what? I don't have a clue, but I think it was important..

"Helloo? Earth to Frankie!" He hollered, waving his hand in front of my face.

"Wha- Oh sorry, what did you say?" I asked, shaking my head to help myself snap out of my daze.

"I said do you have a date tonight?" Gerard replied, laughing.

"Oh uh..no I don't.." I said, and for some unknown reason, I started blushing.

"Oh..cool.." Was all he said in response.

He was about to say something, but just then Mikey came bounding into the room.

"You guys ready to go??" Mikey yelled.

Man that kid was way too excited..

"Yeah lets go." Gerard said, picking up his car keys as we headed out the front door.

We got in the car, me and Mikey racing for the passenger seat, but I ended up winning, I only wanted the seat so I could sit closer to Gerard.
Before he started the engine, Gerard started flicking through a bunch of CD's, eventually deciding on one. He skipped a few tracks, stopping at the selected number and turning the volume up as the sound came blaring through the speakers.

"If I cut off your arms and cut off
your legs Would you still love me
anyway? If you're bound and
you're gagged, draped and
displayed Would you still love me
anyway?
"

"Oh my god! I didn't know you liked the Misfits!!" I squealed, finding it hard to contain my joy, I mean, could this guy get any more perfect??

"Haha! Hell yeah I love the Misfits! How could I not?!" Gerard squealed back.

I just laughed and started singing along at the top of my voice, soon joined by Gerard and Mikey. I tell ya, Mikey was right.. Gerard has an amazing voice..

The car thirty minute car ride to the party passed by quickly, and only too soon we were pulling up outside a house where you could hear the music blaring from the street.
We got out the car and made our way up the path to the front door, not even bothering to ring the bell, because lets face it, no one would have heard it anyways.
We made our way past all the bodies in the hall, all talking or drinking or making, and made our way to the kitchen, where we were stopped by Syn.

"Hey guys, you made it!" He said, slurring slightly, I think he was drunk already..

"Yeah.." Gerard replied, helping himself to a beer.

"Well Frankie boy..welcome to the house of wolves.." Syn said, placing his arm around my shoulders as he lead me into the sitting room.

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March 24, 2008

What I'm Dying To Say Is That I'm Crazy For You....(Part 2)

If only you knew...

Gerard’s POV



Fuck, I feel rough. Last night was fucking mental. Even though I can’t remember half of what happened. All I can see of it was me drinking a shit load and I had Jake beside me laughing. Why I’m with that ass I don’t know. Probably for the drugs he can get me. That’s right folks, I’m gay and Jake is my so-called ‘boyfriend’. I don’t love him. I don’t even find him the least bit attractive. He’s hairy, smelly, beats the shit outta me, even rapes me. But hey, at least I get free drugs and booze! I don’t have to pay for shit as long as “I stay like the little fucking bitch that I am”.



I rose from my bed and looked at the time. Fuck, 3pm already? I got out of my bed and turned on the extremely dim light so I could see where the fuck I am going. Man it’s dark in here, but I’m used it. I’ve been living in this basement since I was what Iunno 15? It’s like my sanctuary I guess. No one dare to come in here unless I want them too which is cool, that means I can get some fucking privacy in this goddamn house.



I managed to walk to the bathroom and splash some water on my face without the usual ‘me throwing up’ shit then made my way to the kitchen. I saw Mikey’s school shit in the hall so I’m guessing he’s home. He must have brought one of his friend’s home since there was a guitar lying against the wall and I know for sure he don’t play guitar unless the drugs are still taking over me and I’m seeing things.



As I walked in the kitchen area, I saw him. He was fucking gorgeous! He had beautiful green eyes, short red hair but with a long black fringe, tattoos down his arm and neck and he wore tight black pants, a tight Misfits tee and green converse sneakers and two piercings, one in his lip and another in his nose. I really couldn’t take my eyes off the guy. And the black eyeliner he had on really brought out those sexy eyes. I wanted him, I wanted to touch those tattoos, I wanted to feel that lip piercing against my lip while I have my tongue down his throat.



Fuck! I’ve only just seen the guy I wanted him already!! I couldn’t take my eyes off him but I think I should. I might creep the poor kid out or something. He’s probably straight anyway with all the chicks after him. I have to say the girl he’s probably got is one lucky girl!



“Uhh…hi…” I managed to get out of my mouth. Man this dude is sexy.


“Ohh...hello…Gerard right?” He said. Man his voice sends you vibes down your body!


“Yeah...who are you?” I asked. I’m sure he has a goddamn name! Or I’m just seeing this guy in my mind.


“I Frank...Mikey’s friend.” He told me. Frank. It suits him but all I had in my mind was me having my tongue down his throat.


“What’s up with Mikey then? He left you here or something?”


“No he just fell asleep on the couch.” He answered me. He sounded scared. Was he scared of me? I hope he wasn’t. I didn’t wanna make my Frankie feel scared…


Wait! My Frankie? Gee get a fucking hold of yourself! You have only just seen the fucking guy for Christ sake and get it through your fucking head that he won’t ever like you! He’s straight you dumb fuck!! And who would like someone like you any-fucking way!?!


“Ohh…right…you want some coffee or something?” I offered trying to act nice.


“Sure…thanks…” He said looking down and I went to the coffee machine and made some coffee ‘cause fuck I needed it!


I made the coffee and layed it out in front of Frank. Does he take sugar? I’ll just put some out in front of him just in case. He didn’t put any in though. Ohwell.


“So…how old are you Frank?” I asked. I really wanted to get to know this guy.


“I’m 18. Last year of school.”


“Oh awesome. I bet in your school all the chicks are after you.” I giggled. I hope he didn’t know I wanted him! Fuck, I’ve blown it with him already! Nice going you dumb fag!


“Nope not for me, I don’t like girls.” He said pretty straight forwardly.


“Oh, don’t you date or something? Sorry if I sound nosey.”


“Nope, I just don’t like them like that. I’m gay.” He told me. Wait….What?!


“Sorry?” I said making sure I heard right. I might have a fucking chance!!!


“I said I’m gay. And if you got a problem with that I’m sorry but that’s your problem and not mines!” He said in defence.


“Dude it’s cool! I’m gay too!” I said but right now in my mind I was jumping up and down screaming that’s he’s gay. So I might still have a fucking chance!!!


“Sweet, so I don’t feel like the only person on this goddamn planet.” He muttered.


“I know how that feels.” I told him in agreement. He is gay!! I’m dancing in my mind right now!!!


“So…you got a boyfriend or something?”


“Yeah but…hings aren’t working out so I might as well call it off with him.” I told him referring to Jake.


“Oh…sorry to hear that…” He told me looking in his deep green eyes. Man…Fuck! Now’s not the time for a fucking boner!! Thank god I was wearing sweats!


Me and Frank talked for like 2 hours and he ended up leaving with my number. Not like that, just as…you know friends! And I will have to thank Mikey and also kick is sorry little ass for bringing him here and just falling asleep like that the lazy fucker. He should start going to sleep instead off jerking off at pictures of his girlfriend. Don’t think I don’t hear him, he moans too loud.



Time lapse 5 hours


Frank’s POV

I sat in bed wide awake. I just couldn’t sleep. I had him in my head, his voice ringing in my ear. Gerard was just so fucking sexy! His voice sent chills down my spine; he had a fucking body to dye for! I had all these thoughts of Gee in my head right now….Gee? That’s cute hehe...Fuck! I can feel what these thought’s are doing to my…little Frank?


Fuck it! This erection is killing me! I pulled down my PJ trousers and grabbed my aching boner, pumping it. I went soft at first but with the hottest guy you have ever seen going through your mind right now? Fuck I had to go harder. I closed my eyes and pictured it was his hand and not mine. Uhh fuck! I pumped and pumped and pumped my cock as much as I could, moaning like fucking crazy, screaming his name. I couldn’t help it! I could feel the pre-cum on my fingers. Fuck Gee, why do this to me? I’m just an 18 year old boy!


I was now pumping like crazy, moaning, screaming, fuck I can feel him! Uhh fuck! I could feel that I was close. I could feel it in the pit of my stomach. I started to go a lot harder and faster so I could just realise. After about and hour of pumping and screaming his name, I reached my climax, cum all over my sheets and on my hand. I got up and walked to the bathroom, washing my hands and got into the shower since I was all sweaty, turned on the water, stripped down and got in. Oh Gee, if you only knew what you just did you me………




Gerard’s POV…

“Ohh fuucckk!!” I screamed pumping my length as fast as I could. Fuck Frank, I wish you were doing this instead of me! I only met you today and you do this to me? If only you knew.


I had all these pictures of Frank rushing in my head FUCK he was hot!! I kept pumping and pumping at my erection until my hand hurt. I needed to realise! I needed to! I started pumping harder, gripping at my dick as hard as I could pumping it. FUCK!! Please!


As I felt the sensation in my stomach I pumped as fast as ever. I screamed his name while my realise. I had my load all over my sheets and hands. Frankie if only you knew what you just did to me.

Posted on 03/24/2008 12:24 PM Comments (3)

March 23, 2008

What I'm Dying To Say Is That I'm Crazy For You... (Part1)

Love at first sight?

Franks P.O.V


“Great, double fucking math.” I muttered to myself while walking down the dirty school hall which was full of preppy skanks, dumbass jocks and those stupid ‘bad’ gangster morons who think they rule the place.



Man I hate this school, it’s just the same shit every day. The jocks pounding me and calling me a ‘emo’ faggot for wearing skinny jeans and eyeliner, the preppy skanks look and spread stupid rumours about me like ‘I saw him make out with the science teacher!’ and stupid shit like that, the fucking gangster morons try to rob me for my lunch money and shit then if I don’t give them it, I end up getting pounded into my locker for the second time of the day then get in trouble for truancy.



But its not just school that’s fucked up, my home life is too. My dad doesn’t wanna know me since I came out that I was gay. My mom keeps on saying it’s just a phase and keeps trying to get girls to go out with me. When are they gonna realise that it’s not a phase? I felt like this for almost a year now. I’ve even slept with guys! My parents are just stupid. They never thought they were getting a gay son.



The only two people that understand me are my two best buds, Mikey and Ray. They aren’t gay but they don’t really care that I am which I am grateful for.



I just walked to my stupid class and sat at the far back so I don’t get called for answering questions and stuff and I can just chill and write some music. Thankfully, Mrs. Hanson was off sick the bitch she is. We had some stupid substitute teacher called Mr. Lee who was fine how the class was and just gave us the sheet we had to do. Thankfully he didn’t notice me at the back so I just put my Ipod in my ears, and carried on what I was doing.
Thank god this class finished quickly so I just grabbed my bag and the rest of the shit I had to carry and walked to the door.



“And who are you boy?” The teacher walked towards me and looked at me weirdly like I was some sort of junkie ass.



“I’m Frank...” I muttered wanting to just leave and get to my music class.


“And why don’t you look like the other students I see?” He said obviously referring to the skinny jeans and Misfits tee.


“Like that’s any of your business…” I just said rudely. Man this guy is a dick. Can’t I just be me and not have to deal with this shit everyday?


After saying those words I just walked out the class and made my way down to music. The best time of the day for me, I get to play my beloved Pansy, meaning my guitar you perverts! I just walked to my locker to out all this shit in and get the one thing that can get me through the rest of the day.


Thank god there was no one in the hallway accept for the odd teacher and stuff so I didn’t have to deal with the jocks pushing me into the locker routine. I just stuffed all the books and shit into the locker and got what I loved the most and walked out to the music room.



Thank god there are no stupid ass teachers who think they can just toss around like nothing. There is only really cool teacher in here and I really look up to him as a person. Brian. But, he lets us call him Synyster or Syn which is really cool and what’s also cool, he like a year older than me. How he got to teach music so young I don’t know. “Frank! Dude! Get your ass over here man! You’re late!” I heard Mikey joke as I walked up to him and Ray.


“So did you bring it?” Ray asked me.


“Yeah I did. I didn’t forget it luckily.” I said going into my bag and getting him the extra D string he asked me for.


“This song is gonna kick ass when it’s finished!” Mikey squealed out. “


“Dude calm down! We still need a drummer and a singer for it.” Ray laughed out while putting the D string on his guitar.


“Well, why don’t we ask my brother? He’s a pretty good singer. Only is he’s not….” Then Mikey just cut off and carried on looking at his bass. Brother?


“What about the drummer?” Ray asked desperate for one.


Then I remembered Bob. He’s a pretty awesome drummer. I heard him play a couple times at the club me and him go to sometimes.


“I know a guy. I call him later if you want?” I said and their faces lit up then.


“Oh Frank! I didn’t notice you come in!” Syn said walking towards me.
“Hey Syn, what’s up?” I smiled.


“Hey, well me and the dudes are having a party on Friday and we wanted to know if you guys wanna come?” He asked me.


I wanted to jump out my chair and scream. Syn asked me! I really look up to this guy and he asked me and the guys to go to his party! For those who think I have a crush on him are in fact wrong! He is just a fucking inspiration. He even has a band!


“Sure! We would love to come!” I kinda squealed out.


“Great, well, its at my house at 6. I will e-mail the directions and shit” he said to me.


“Great, thanks.”


“And Mikey, ask your brother if he wants to come too.” Syn quickly said to Mikey. Mikey has a brother? I never knew. Well, I haven’t known him that long I guess.
We have only been friends for like a month. Since he came to this school.


“Umm sure… okay, I’ll ask.” Mikey murmured quietly so we could hardly hear him.


“Great, see all you guys there then.” Syn said getting ready to go and talk to Zacky who was with him. “Yeah great see you then!” We all quickly said and got back to talking.
“So Frank, you still coming over to mine after school then?” Mikey looked and asked me.


“Yeah dude, I just gotta go to the garage and pick up my car first. Is that okay?”


“Yeah that’s cool man.” Mikey said to me.


Then the bell rang for lunch, the worst time for me and probably Mikey and Ray too. Me, Ray and Mikey just sat in out usual place. Hoping no one come up to us and bother us. Like that’s gonna happen. We sat down for five minutes then these two skanks came up to us.


“Oh my god! Is it true that you and Mr. Lee had sex in the maths class? Is that why you was walking in the hall?! Oh my god!” they both looked at me.


“For god’s sake, are you two skanks so stupid you believe everything you hear? Or do you just want a reason to come up to us and bother us while we are eating?” I said really angrily. These skanks really piss me off! Everyday I get this shit! Why can’t there be a school were people don’t gossip or believe shit like that? Where there is just NORMAL kids? I don’t bother anyone at my school! I just keep quiet but then that’s not fucking good enough! Can’t we all just be equal!? The two girls just looked at me and walked away from the table. Then I just carried on eating this shit this so calls food. I don’t know why I eat it. It’s better than not eating at all right?



I managed to get though the rest of the day. Even though that fucking asshole jock Andy pushed me into my locker for ‘being an emo faggot’ and I got into trouble once again for not being where I should be. I picked up my homework shit and my Pansy and met Mikey outside the school. When I saw him he seemed to be really down about something. Could it be something to do with his brother? I dunno.



“Hey dude!” I said to him as I walked to wear he was standing.


“Hey Frank what the fuck to so long? I’ve been standing here for 10 minutes!!” He laughed out.


“Sorry I’m 10 minutes late! I had to get my guitar!” I explained putting Pansy on my back. “So, to the garage?”


“Too the garage!” He shouted doing a superman pose. I just laughed and walked with him out of the school.

*****


“What the fuck do you mean 200 bucks?!!” I spat in the mechanic’s face why the fuck is he charging me double?!


“Dude, you were supposed to pick up the car yesterday. It’s not my fault you didn’t come!” He told me. What the fuck?!


“Does that give you a fucking reason to charge me double?!”


“Well, no…but I got a wife and kids to support!” He said to me.


“I don’t give a fuck! You told me 100 bucks when I first gave you my car and that’s what I’m paying!” I spat. “How would your boss like it if I said you tried to con me?!” I was really losing patience with guy!


“Dude I’m sorry. 100 dollars it is then” he told me and signed the paper.


“Whatever just give me my fucking car!” I angrily said to him and he gave me the keys and I put my guitar and backpack on the backseat and sat in the driver’s seat. Mikey got in the passenger seat and put his bag on his lap. Then I just drove off.

**************

“Mom! Me and Frank are here!” Mikey yelled as we got in the house. “She must have gone out.” He said referring to the fact that he couldn’t hear his mother. “So you hungry?”


“Yeah I could eat!” I exclaimed and Mikey walked in the kitchen “Make yourself at home dude!”


I did and as Mikey said so and sat in the lounge. There house is really nice. There was pictures everywhere. I assumed they was Mikey and his brother as kids. They were cute I have to say! I noticed some drawing lying on the coffee table also. Who drew them? ‘Cause the person who drew them were really talented! I could never draw like that and I’m doing art at school.


Mikey came in the lounge with some popcorn and popsicles and put some DVD on. “So who drew those drawings?” I said to Mikey pointing at the drawing on the table.

“Oh… my brother Gerard drew them. He’s an art student. Well, he was..” He said before drifting off his words and watching the movie of Interview with a Vampire.

I didn’t say anymore about Gerard because I now knew he didn’t like talking about him a much so I just out my focus back on the popsicle I had in my mouth and the movie that was on the screen.


After a while of sitting here I realised that Mikey must have fell asleep so I picked up the blanket I saw on the opposite couch and placed it on him so we wasn’t cold seeing I’m nice like that and I brought the popcorn bowl into the kitchen and placed it in the sink. I sat in the kitchen for a little while and then I saw him. I couldn’t take my eye off him. He had beautiful hazel colour eyes. Long, jet black shoulder length hair, pale white skin and beautiful pump lips. I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to feel them lips upon mine. I wanted him and I have only just seen him for Christ sake! I could feel butterflies in the pit of my stomach. Is this
love at first sight?

Posted on 03/23/2008 2:58 PM Comments (3)

March 14, 2008

Thank You Gay Rights In Britain!!!!

Britain has granted a gay Iranian boy reprieve from being deported back to Iran, where he could be punished and killed for his sexuality.

19 year old Mehdi Kazemi's plea has been reconsidered, "in light of new circumstances" of Kazemi's position, says Interior Minister Jacqui Smith.

His Dutch lawyer, Borg Palm, states that "This is very positive. But reconsidered doesn't mean he'll get a permit, they could still deny what he is asking," on Thursday.

Kazemi arrived to study in Britain in 2005, and later learned his lover back in Iran had been hanged for charges of homosexuality and sodomy, which is illegal in Islam.

Kazemi's plea for asylum was originally rejected, but has now been granted, but awaiting on a permit. He also sought asylum in the Netherlands, but due to his plea in Britain, it was rejected immediatly, and is awaiting to be deported back to Britain for the decision of his plea there.

This whole case has angered many gay-rights groups, and Human rights groups globally, and many have rallied to Kazemi's cause. The Iranian government has a record of torturing, imprisoning and executing many homosexuals.

"If returned to Tehran, he will be at risk of imprisonment, torture and execution," said Peter Tatchell, the founder of Outrage, a gay rights group.

 

Thing kinda makes me be proud to be British. Love is love. No matter what gender.


Posted on 03/14/2008 10:15 AM Comments (1)

March 13, 2008

Please do this! I have muffins? Chocolate muffins? PLEAASSEE!! *Sweet innocent face*

 
♥1.Whats Your Name Or Nickname?
♥2.How Often Do We Talk To Eachother Online?
♥3.If We Lived Hours Away Would You Make The Effort To Come And See Me If You Could?
♥4.Do You Have A Crush On Me?
♥5.How Often Do I Tell You I Love You?
♥6.Do You Love Me As A Mate/Bessie?
♥7.Do You Love Or Like Me As More Than A Mate, Honestly?
♥8.Can You Tell Me Stuff ?
♥9.Anything You Wanna Tell Me Right Now?
♥10.Would You Take Advantage Of Me If I Were Wrecked? (Note: If you do I will kill you with my chainsaw!! Leatherface is gonna get yaa!!!!)
♥11.If Ya Had Me For The Day What Would We Do?
♥12.How Far Would You Go To Save Me From Dieing?
♥13.How Long Have We Known Eachother?
♥14.Is Your Bday In August and Your A Leo Like Me?
♥15.Put This On Your Blog Too And See What I Say About You?
♥16.Wanna Say Anything Like?
Posted on 03/13/2008 6:01 AM Comments (2)

March 4, 2008

How do you know when to trust someone with secrets?

I wanna know. Or does everyone just stab you in the back? I'm so sick of thinking I can trust people with secrets and them going around and telling everyong I know. Don't they understand what they are doing to me? Or do they hate me that much?

 

A couple of days ago my mate was having problems and I told her something really personal hoping it would help her more. I asked  begged her not to tell everyone and like she didn't. She told every person I know what happened to me and now I'm a whore. I get called that all the time now and all I tried to do was help my freind out. I'm just so sick of that happening to me. She even twisted the problem and now people think I'm more of a whore. Why does this always happen? Why are people so sick and twisted?

 

Should I just stop helping people? Should I just sit there and watch someone get hurt? 'Cause if I try and help, would I just get stabbed in the back as always?


Posted on 03/04/2008 4:23 AM Comments (3)
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