Frerard: Prove It

Prove It

The minute Frank had saw Gerard, he was  head over heels, or combat boots in his case, for him. He loved  the way he swayed his girlish hips when he walked. He absolutley ADORED perfectly lengthed raven-black hair thAt flowed at the right moments in the most perfect ways. If only...he sighed aloud.

He took  a leAn against his locker and watched dreamily as Gerard Way talked to his little friends over on the other side of the hall. He seemed so far from Frank...

Unfortunately, he was not. In fact he was rather closed to Frank. Close enough to notice the stare from the short boy in the band shirt leaning against his locker.

"Whatcha starin' at, Iero?!" He barked, shaking Frank out of his dreamy state.

Now, usually Frankie would walk away or turn around and ignore him,but he was bold today! He had a whole bowl of fucky-flakes this morning and he was ready to fuck this up!

"You." He finally admitted.

"Excuse me?"

"I'm staring at you, sexy!"

Oh he had done it now. Gerard was already face to face with Iero the minute he finished the sentence, huffing with anger.

"Listen, fag, I'm way, and I mean WAY, out of your league!"

"Oh? Tell me, Gerard..., when was the last time you liked a *girl?"

That shut him up right away.

"W-what are you trying to say, IERO?

"Well.. I'm just trying to get things *straight" Frank gave a quick wink.

"Ha! Are you suggesting I'm gay?!"
No response came from Frank but a mere smirk.

"Please, Oreo," he said, purposely loosing the name, "I'm straighter then the pole yo' Mama was dancin' on last night."

This got a few laughs from his posey and a two or three quick high-fives.

"Than that pole must've been pretty damn curvy, Way."

Once again, this stuck a sock in Gerard's mouth, quieting him.

"I'm not Gay."

Frank only raised a naturally perfected eyebrow that, to be honest, Gerard pretty damn sexy. Gerard couldn't help but blush.

"I'm not gay." He repeated.

"I think you are."

"Prove it!"

"I will." Now Frank was winning.

"What's a short, immature, freshman like you gonna' do?"

"Wait for it" Was his simple

A/N: so that sucked, sorry!