Waking up was always a hell of a lot harder without Gerard. For one, there was no one to wriggle around like a fucking toddler and eventually throw me out of bed in the morning, or no one to kiss me everywhere he could get his hands on, or until my dick decided that it was very much awake, which seemed to be Gerard's speciality move, and perhaps just my favourite, because it was Gerard.

However it was only as soon as I'd pulled myself out of the blanketed prison that I glanced at my phone and came to realise just what day it was - October 31st, Halloween. This did however, hold a certainly much more, despite my love for Halloween, appealing meaning that was shared between Gerard and I.

My phone suddenly vibrated in my hands, leaving me to glance down at the brightened screen and unlock the thing to see I'd received a new text message from 'xoGee', the contact name being totally his fault, on top of being ridiculously and embarrassingly teenage girl esque, which was all in all, very Gerard.

Hey Frankie happy 18th sugar;)x

I rolled my eyes, suspecting that Gerard would have remembered today a little better than I had, because today wasn't just my birthday, today was my eighteenth birthday, meaning I was legal. Legal to have sex with my twenty two year old boyfriend, which I most certainly was looking forward to. Who wouldn't though?

Stop it oh my god x

I texted back, finally having the motivation to stand up from my bed and now continue to stare at my lacklustre appearance in the mirror for a good fifteen minutes as I failed to do anything about it. And that plan was going pretty well and everything until my phone vibrated at the scale of an earthquake on my nightstand, practically mimicking the effects of a heart attack.

Try telling me that tonight sugar;)x

Fucking hell, out of all people why did it have to be Gerard Way to be my boyfriend? I let out a sigh, knowing far too well that I'd never have it any other way and his constant annoyances and sexual remarks were just inconveniences that I'd have to get used to.

Gerrardddd---.---

I let out a sigh, because despite my eventual accustomed stance towards his inconveniences, I still wouldn't pass up the opportunity to get pissy with him about it, especially early in the morning. I'd fight anyone once I'd just woken up.

Fraankieeee;) Come over soon party starts whenever - I'm just going to end up shooting Mikey within the next few minutes if you don't;)xo

I could have ignored him, or replied with a sarcastic comeback just to piss him off, but being the great friend I am, I decided it was probably best to not take the chance that Gerard was joking and come over in favour of Mikey's prolonged mortality.

There was of course that slight problem in the fact that I'd pretty much just gotten out of bed, leaving me to grab the closest pair of jeans that I could find, and deciding that it was probably best to chance out of faded and slightly decaying t-shirt I'd slept in - it smelt a little, after all.

With that I made some attempt to pull my hair in the right direction before I grabbed my phone and made my way out of the house, trying not to look at my father's passed out figure slouched in the armchair as I walked through the front room.

I couldn't think about him right now, and I wouldn't let myself, because this was my birthday, my fucking day that I was going to spend with my boyfriend and my friends and I was going to enjoy myself and quite possibly have sex with said boyfriend later on tonight. 

After all, I was eighteen now and no longer legally in his care, and I think that thought almost topped Gerard and I's late night plans, almost.

-

"Gerard, what the actual fuck is that?" Mikey’s raised voice was of course the first thing I was to hear as I pushed open the unlocked door of the Way residence, leaving me spiked with curiosity as I walked into the living room to see Mikey holding up a bottle.

"Banana milkshake." Gerard proclaimed, noticing my presence and sending a smirk in my direction, and oh dear god he'd actually bought banana milkshake. I wasn't sure whether Gerard was the worst or the best boyfriend ever or just simultaneously both.

"It's definitely yellow - not white." I noted, too referencing Gerard and I's conversation from a few weeks back which I was honestly rather surprised that he'd remembered, and just a little concerned.

I had however forgotten that Mikey was still there, still holding the milkshake bottle, almost paused in motion.

"Dude, what the fuck?" Mikey looked between the two of us, suspicion heightened upon his face. "Is this some sort of obscure sexual reference that I shouldn't be listening to?"

"Most definitely." Gerard smirked and Mikey instantly dropped the milkshake bottle back down onto the table, almost splitting the thing in two and causing the milk to burst out.

"You two are fucking disgusting!" He exclaimed, making his way towards the kitchen, "I'm calling people and getting them here quicker so I don't have to put up with this shit for much longer." Quite honestly, he was being just a little disrespectful, well from my point of view anyway.

"Who's invited?" I asked, biting my lip and looking up at Gerard, expecting something not far off the worst, because letting the Way brothers plan you a surprise party was pretty much number one on the list of things not to do.

"Don't know, Frankie. Mikey's done all the social interaction kind of organising-" Gerard began to explain, putting what I presumed to be a comforting arm around my shoulders.

"And you've gone out and bought some milkshake?" I asked, my eyebrows raised, and generally highly amused by the situation within its entirety.

"Yes." He smirked, evidently far too proud of himself, leaving me to mimic his fucking grin because god my boyfriend was a fucking dork. And fucking banana milkshake, man. Banana fucking milkshake.

"Mikey?" I called out, trailing behind the younger Way brother into the kitchen, leaving Gerard to his milkshake. At this rate he'd be bringing all the boys to the yard, which considering the fact that he was my boyfriend, was an idea I was not down for.

"Who have you invited?" I asked as the younger Way brother turned around to face me, his cell phone in his hand, turned towards his chest in what seemed to be an awfully suspicious manner.

"Just people you like, don't worry." He grabbed a slip of paper from the kitchen table. "Guest list." He explained as he handed it to me.

"Mikey, I don't think I need to be on the guest list for my own party." I noted, chuckling a little as I read the first name off the list.

"Gerard." He shrugged it off, blaming it on his brother as usual, knowing well by now that I wouldn't mind half as much if it were Gerard who'd done something stupid, and being Mikey he was taking complete and utter advantage of that.

"Pete," I began to read the list aloud, Pete was okay, annoying but okay. "Hey Mikey, do you know anything about Pete and Skully because there's definitely something going on there and he pretty much refuses to even admit he knows the guy?"

Mikey looked up at me with a perplexed gaze. "Pete... and Skully...?" He looked at me as if he hadn't heard me right or something; clearly the idea was utterly atrocious to him.

"Yeah..." I trailed off, blushing a little as I came to the realisation that perhaps Mikey was just as clueless as me, and now he was definitely going to mention this to Pete, who'd definitely get pissed off with me once again.

I sighed, continuing to read the list aloud. "Ray, Bob- as in wants to fuck you Bob?" I looked up at Mikey, not quite realising just what I'd said and blushing a little in consequence.

"Bob as in buys me cigarettes Bob." Mikey clarified, his eyes rolling around in their sockets as he lips moved silently as I came to presume he was eternally cursing Gerard or something, which was just a normality in the Way household.

"Same thing." I shrugged it off, knowing he'd be angrier with Gerard than with me, which I guessed was most definitely a selfish thing to do, but it was my birthday today and surely the whole purpose of that is to be selfish. "Alicia, Lindsey- Lindsey as in Gerard's friend Lindsey?"

"Lindsey as in the girl you got jealous of at the coffee shop Lindsey." Mikey bit back a smirk, knowing far too well that he'd gotten his revenge for my comment regarding Bob.

"He told you that?" My eyes widened, completely unaware that Gerard and Mikey actually had civil conversations with one another these days.

"He may have done so." Mikey turned away, failing to bite back a smirk in a manner that did an awfully good job of pissing me off beyond belief, which I guessed was entirely his intent.

"Also what makes you think I'm going to let you invite your girlfriend to my birthday party?" I asked, my eyes narrowed. "I've never even met her."

"Well, it looks like you're about to." Mikey added, his tone snide, and he was well aware and perhaps even proud of it.

"Your fuck buddy's turned up." Gerard walked into the kitchen, smirking at Mikey with a blonde haired, bearded guy following beside him.

"Can you not refer to Bob as my 'fuck buddy', especially when my girlfriend’s going to be here pretty soon?" Mikey rolled his eyes, grabbing his phone to by my assumptions text Alicia and warn her of the bearded dude claiming to be his fuck buddy.

"Hey Frankie," Bob turned me, grinning like an absolute idiot, and actually he looked a little stoned already, which was disconcerting to say the least. "Happy eighteenth, go get some ass, dude! Don't listen to Mikeyway, his girlfriend's probably on her period or something and he's not getting any." And that was when I decided that I liked Bob, not that the beard wasn't already appealing enough.

"They only ass he'll be getting is mine." Gerard smirked, meeting Bob's eyes with a stern glance, which all in all was a very weird gesture, but definitely very Gerard.

"Playing protective boyfriend now are we? That's unlikely considering-" Bob couldn't finish his words, and honestly I doubted anyone in the room particularly wanted him to.

"Bob!" Mikey practically screeched across the kitchen

"Bad fucking joke, dude." Gerard commented, his eyes suddenly fascinated with the wooden flooring, and I wanted to fucking kiss him until he was smiling again but we weren't exactly in the best circumstances.

Thankfully the silence was broken with the sound of the doorbell, which just about saved all four of us from a terribly awkward situation, involving something Bob shouldn't say, which left me more than curious to find out, even though I knew I shouldn't.

-

"Introduce me to this boyfriend of yours then, Frank." Ray smiled at me, looking a lot less teacher like, dressed in a Metallica shirt and some dark jeans, which I was thankful for as it was pretty fucking sad for one of your best friends to be your music teacher, and even worse for people to know about it.

I glanced around the room, looking for Gerard - his red hair practically stood out like a homing beacon, and it didn't take me long to find him sat in the kitchen with Lindsey... fucking Lindsey, man.

I had no problem with Lindsey, honestly it was just that couldn't stop myself from being protective, even if somewhat creepily so over my boyfriend, because well he was Gerard and he mattered a hell of a lot to me. I couldn't let him go.

I pointed towards the kitchen and Ray followed me in, grabbing the attention of the both of them, presumably with that majestic fucking afro of his.

"This is Ray." I gestured to the guy who was totally not my music teacher, and was totally not illegally at one of his student's parties. I'm pretty sure Ray had some sort of moral disagreement with this, which led me to wonder just what the hell Mikey had done to convince him to come.

"Cool hair, dude." Lindsey commented, smiling across at him, and looking a great deal more welcoming than Gerard did, which wasn't all that surprising considering the fact that she actually had any manners whatsoever. "I'm Lindsey."

"Gerard." Gerard simply offered his name, before suddenly sparking up like a switch being flicked. "You're the music teacher guy, aren't you?" I was kind of scared that Gerard was actually going to go all 'protective boyfriend' on me, which would be especially embarrassing if it was in front of my fucking music teacher, who totally wasn't at my birthday party, nope.

"Yes, and you're the boyfriend. I get that from the 'dark mysterious' vibe." Ray commented, causing my face to turn a colour to mimic Gerard's fucking hair, fucking hell.

"Dark and mysterious, huh?" He smirked, edging towards me, with that fucking smug ass and yet fucking hot look in his eyes, "I quite like that, Frankie." 

"You would, you're arrogant." I let out a casual comment, not meeting his gaze, knowing by now that an action such as that would have disastrous consequences around Gerard.

I let out a sigh, rolling my eyes and making my way over to Gerard completely innocently, thinking it best to get him out of the same room as my music teacher, before those disastrous consequences put themselves into action, only for him to push me against the wall, his eyes shining with something I'd never seen before, but god I wanted more of it.

"I'll show you dark and mysterious." He snarled, his breath hot and heavy against my cheek, and oh my god I was getting hard from this and my music teacher was less than a metre away, and oh my god did he even fucking care?

"PG-13, for fuck's sake!" Lindsey cried, laughter following her words, the situation clearly amusing her as she was well aware as to just how uncomfortable a situation like this was making me, and let me tell you that it wasn't just socially uncomfortable, it was the kind of uncomfortable that caused me to regret putting on tight jeans this morning

"Uhh... I'm going to go to uhm..." Ray trailed off, his footsteps echoing against the kitchen tiles, and thank fuck he'd left I was seriously going to kill Gerard, oh my god.

"Yeah, I'm outta here too - use condoms." Lindsey commented and I caught a glimpse of her trailing off after Ray from behind Gerard's head, and now we were alone I was pretty sure Gerard was going to fuck me right now, right against the kitchen countertop, which would be great because when Mikey was making a sandwich on there or something I could remind him of that fact.

"Oh my god, Frankie." Gerard moaned, pushing his lips against mine. "You look so good, and I know, I'm going to have you tonight, oh my god Frankie, I fucking love you."

"Oh Jesus fucking Christ I did not need to see that." And of course Gerard only pulled away at the sound of Mikey's voice, and it was becoming apparent that we'd definitely need to go somewhere a hell of a lot more private tonight.

I let out a sigh, my face still red as I remained slightly flustered from Gerard's words that just wouldn't leave my mind, not that I wanted them to, of course.

Mikey stood like a deer in the headlights, a girl with dyed black hair and an eyeliner game to threaten Pete Wentz, clutching onto his hand and I was left to assume this girl was Alicia and honestly she didn't look half as slutty as I'd imagined her to be.

I mean, if she was fucking someone like Mikey she hand to be pretty fucking desperate, or generally a bitch, who knows? Perhaps Mikey's really good in bed- oh god, no, that's really fucking weird, no.

"You care to introduce us to your girlfriend then, finally?" Gerard asked, arms folded and completely unhindered by his brother walking in on the two of us engaging in activities that weren't perhaps quite so PG-13.

Honestly I felt a little sorry for Alicia who most definitely didn’t deserve to see her boyfriend's brother grinding up against and making out with another guy in their kitchen, especially that Gerard was the first member of Mikey’s family she'd met, and I very much doubted Gerard was going to be in anyway welcoming at all.

"Uhhmm..." It was now Mikey's turn to blush a little, and I finally managed to get my legs to work enough to allow me to step forward and join Gerard in his scrutinising of Alicia. "This is Alicia, I guess you guessed that..."

"Hey." She blushed a little, her eyes glancing between the two of us. "Are you two-" She gestured between the two of us, making this situation even more awkward, which was really very fucking lovely.

"No I just fucking make out with random ass guys- yes, he's my fucking boyfriend." And that was when I gathered that Gerard didn't really like Alicia, which was odd, considering that in my mind she seemed to be nice enough, or perhaps Gerard was just honry and a little pissed off, which I couldn't blame him for at all. I was pretty hot, after all.

"That's my brother, Gerard, and that's Frank, who as he's said is his boyfriend." Mikey rolled his, most likely planning his brother's assassination as he casually introduced the two of us, his gritted teeth failing to hold back his evident reluctance in the matter.

"Whatever, Frank and I going upstairs." Gerard rolled the remark off casually, and I honestly think Mikey's face just about made my life, but what Gerard said next was impossibly better.

"Yes, Michael, to fuck."

-

"Clothes off." Gerard commanded, locking his bedroom door behind us, and leaving me stood like a deer in the headlights.

He simply chuckled at this, "come here, Frankie." He beckoned and I followed, our lips meeting in a way that I'd been craving for far too long.

"I love you." I reminded him as he pulled his lips off mine to plant kisses down my neck. 

"I love you too." He murmured, his breath hot against my skin. "And tonight I'm going to prove it."

Hey guys:) Don't worry the sex is coming next chapter (like Frank;) Anyway if you liked this chapter I'd appreciate it if you voted and/or commented:) I love you all<3