A/N okay so I'm really excited for this story I definitely don't have as much storyline put aside for it as I do my other story but I have bits and pieces of scenes and some dialogue that I'm super excited to use in this

IDK how long this story will end up being we'll just kinda have to find out together

also, the POV with probably change chapter by chapter

Gerard's POV

I sat on an air mattress with Lindsey, watching Frank and Jamia sleep on his bed. They had been together since seventh grade when Jamia couldn't take it anymore and slammed him into a locker and kissed him. It was so obvious for anyone who knew them, so pretty much everyone; we're kinda popular, that they liked each other. Well, except for each other.

Lindsey and I are a completely different story. See, we have all been friends since, like birth. Our moms were all friends in college, they were so close that they decided to buy houses in the same neighborhood when they got married, to other people of course. So this happened completely unintentionally, but my birthday is on October 28th, Jamia's is on the 29th, Lindsey's is on the 30th, and little Frankie's is on Halloween. We always found it a little creepy, but we figured since all the dates were so close to Halloween, one being on Halloween, it fit. Every year we've had a birthday party altogether. I think we've all felt more like siblings than best friends. 

That was until we became hormonal teenagers.

It was at our thirteenth birthday party, that I realized I was gay. It was just the four of us that year. We wanted it to be really special since we'd all be teenagers after. We always had the party before my birthday; either a day or two before. But it was really nice out so we slept outside on Jamia's trampoline. The cool wind biting at our faces every once and a while. 

After a while, we decided to play truth or dare. At first, it was simple things, like "Tell me who your crush is.", "Have you kissed anyone?", "I dare you to go wake up the neighbors by moaning.", etc., etc... But it was Lindsey's turn to ask someone, so she picked Frank.

"Frank, truth or dare?"

Frank has always been the rebellious, daredevil, you can't stop me, one in the group. I've always been a bit jealous of it. "Dare," Zero hesitation. Like always.

"I dare you to take off your sweatshirt, and go run through the sprinkler for two minutes," She had that same smirk on her face like she always did.

"Deal. But Jamia I'm stealing some of your clothes after."

"Fine but I get to pick them," She fist-bumped me. I smiled an evil smile at Frank.

Frank might be tough and a little headstrong at times, but he was the baby of the group and we never let him forget it. When he learned the guitar we made him learn 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'. It was awesome, we got a video and showed everyone at school. He couldn't make eye contact with anyone for days. 

"Haha. No. I'm not wearing booty shorts, a bra, and a crop top like last time I forgot clothes," We all burst out in laughter at this, while Frank just glared at Jamia.

In between giggles, I said, "I mean, you did look pretty hot as a girl, Frankie." That set him off.

"Are you kidding me? Really Gerard? Did you happen to forget the one time you spilled your lunch all over your clothes and you had to wear Lindsey's skirt and 'I Love New York' shirt?" That made blush a deep red, and Lindsey and Jamia laugh harder.

"Frank go do your dare," Lindsey choked out while leaning on Jamia for support.

"Fine," He walked over to the hose and attached the sprinkler attachment. He put it out in the yard, a safe distance from the trampoline, and walked back to the hose to turn the water on. He waited for it to go back and forth a couple of times before running and jumping through it. He let out a high pitched scream when he jumped through the water that was colder than he had anticipated. None the less, he continued to jump through the water until the two minutes were up.

When he walked away from the sprinkler and back towards the trampoline, I found myself in shock as I watched his somewhat fit body walk towards us. His tang-top, that he had under his sweatshirt, was sticking to his chest. And the gym shorts, oh my God the gym shorts. They were sticking to his thighs, making the outline of his crotch very.....visible. His wavy light brown hair was dripping wet, constantly falling over his eyes.

At the time I didn't know why I felt like this, all warm and tingly. I couldn't close my jaw and every time I would look back at him my face got warmer and redder. To this day it still makes me blush thinking about that night.

"Gerard?" Lindsey was waving a hand in front of my face. I let my eye focus back on her.

"Oh, yea, sorry," I blush and look down.

"You were thinking about him again. Weren't you?" She smirks at me, knowing me well enough to know I was.

I look over at him, peacefully sleeping in Jamia's arms. "Yea," I sigh. 

"Hey, you'll get over him," She says sympathetically.

"Linds, I've liked him since seventh grade," I deadpan. "we're going to be juniors this year. I think if I was going to get over him, I would have already."

"Yea you're probably right. I just hate seeing you like this Gee," She frowns and looks over at the two. "I mean, I really don't know what to tell you. They've been going steady for what? Six years this year?"

I frown and nod. "I just don't get it. I knew I was gay at our thirteenth birthday party,"

"Oh yea, I remember that. Oh man, when he walked out of the sprinkler," She shook her head. "your face was priceless. I could tell right then and there," She laughed.

I giggled with her. "Anyway, but since then, I've never liked anyone else besides Frank. I think I'm Franksexual," I laugh and shrug.

Lindsey bursts out laughing but trys to keep it quiet for the sake of the two sleeping figures in the bed.

"That, is 100% true," She laughed harder.

Frank tosses and turns in his sleep, turning completely around so I can see his face and Jamia is spooning him. It's about 3:45, and Lindsey and I are playing Go Fish, we have been since 11:30 just talking or just playing the game. Jamia pulls Frank closer to her chest and Frank moves his hips backward into Jamia's hips.

"So adorable it hurts," Lindsey sighs. Lindsey has been lesbian since eighth grade, getting her first girlfriend, Maria Thomas, in freshman year. It only lasted a few months before Lindsey realized that she also, was in love with her best friend. 

Lindsey and I decided that to ignore people's questions about if we were single or about our sexuality, we could pretend to date. Obviously Frank and Jamia caught on almost the first day. They called our bullshit and we asked them not to tell anyone. 

We only put up the act at school, holding hands, hugs, kiss on the cheek. Occasionally, we call the other asking if they can come over and just cuddle, for our own purposes. Most of the time we're just lonely. Wishing to be with someone we can't. It hurt knowing that the people we loved the most didn't love us in the same way. But we dealt with it together.

"Yep," I sighed. "It's your turn, Lins."

"Oh okay. Um, do you have a king?"

I look down at my hand seeing two kings in my hand. "Yea, here," I hand her the two cards.

"Do you have a two?" I mumble, all of a sudden feeling sad.

"No, Go Fish," She looks up at me. "are you okay?" She always knows when I'm feeling sad. I swear to God she has a superpower.

"How the hell do you know every time I'm feeling sad?" I ask grabbing the top card from the deck. 

She shrugs. "Superpower I guess," She laughs. Jamia moves around in the bed, she opens her eyes and stretches, hitting Frank in the face while doing so. 

Frank immediately opens his eyes and sits up. "Which one of you fuckers hit me?" He looks pissed. Lindsey and I point to the girl trying to look extremely innocent next to him. He looks over at Jamia and hits the back of her head with his hand. He then grabs the blanket and lays back down.

"Bitch," Jamia sighs while kicking Frank on the floor.

He lands on the floor with a loud thump. "Hey! I was comfy," He whines.

"Don't hit me next time," She grumbles.

"You hit me first!" He protests. Frank is literally a five-year-old.

"I didn't try to," Jamia glares down at him.

"Well you didn't try not to," He shoots back.

"I wouldn't have hit you in the first place if they weren't being loud," She looks at us. We're always dragged into shit.

"So who was being loud?" Frank sits up, now sitting criss-cross apple sauce.

Lindsey and I look at each other then at the same time point at each other. We laugh knowing we were both loud.

Frank and Jamia just look irritated. 

"You're really hot you know," Frank rolls his eyes at Jamia.

"Yea, I know," She smirks back at him.

"Not like that you dumbass. I was sweating buckets laying next to you,"

"Well I could say the same about you, Mr. Iero," Frank hates it when we call him that. So naturally, we call him it as much as we can.

Frank sighs and rolls his eyes. "I'm going to change," He gets up and starts walking towards his walk-in closet. 

Jamia gets up and follows him, "Me too," No doubt she's going to change into something of Franks.

They both walk into the closet and shut the door. We look at each other for a minute, then start laughing uncontrollably. 

They've been in there for two rounds of Go Fish. The door is constantly creaking and at one point we heard Frank let out a string of curses, probably from hitting his head on a shelf.

"You got a three?"

"Go Fish," I tell her. "ya know, I bet you they're making out against the door."

She looks at me dead serious and says, "and I bet you Frank is the one being shoved against the door."

"Oh well, that's a given," I shrug. "Frank gives off such bottom energy it's not even funny anymore."

"I completely agree."

"You got a seven?"

"Yea," She hands the card to me. "Wanna find out what really happening in there?"

"Yep," I pop the 'p'.

She walks over to the door and puts her ear against it. "Sounds like just making out," She whispers.

I walk over and put my ear against the door. "Definitely," I nod and look at her.

"One," She starts.

"Two," I continue.

"Three," She ends.

When she said three she pulled the door open and Frank comes crashing to the floor. Jamia managed to grab the door frame, keeping herself vertical. Frank, however, has gone full-on horizontal and is holding his head. He's groaning as he rubs the back of his head. Lindsey and I are laughing our asses off as he lays on the floor, his shirt wrinkled and a handful of hickeys on his neck. Jamia is even giggling a bit herself.

"You guys are dicks," He moans up to us.

"Nah only he is," Lindsey points to me. This has me rolling around on Frank's bed in a fit of laughter causing a six-pack The Rock would be jealous of.

"C'mon Frank, get up you're fine," Jamia offers a hand to Frank that he gratefully takes. Jamia pulls him up, picks him up, then lays him back in his spot on his bed. Jamia takes her place next to him and spoons him. Frank pushes his hips back into hers and she plays with his hair. 

Lindsey and I take our places back on the surprisingly comfy air mattress and resume our game of Go Fish.

The rest of the night was quiet except for Lindsey and I's occasional conversations and Frank's light snoring.

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A/N

SO???? I am really happy with how this first chapter turned out, it only took me about two hours to write which I was grateful for. Just a little over 2100 words, so a good amount I think.

anyway, I'm really excited for this book, also for my other one, if you haven't read it you should definitely check it out I'm really proud of it.

alright but that's about it

love you guys

-ghoul