I sat on the blackers, covering my eyes with my hand. God, it was so bright out today. I didn't understand a single concept about lacrosse but whenever the audience cheered, I just cheered with them. I smiled as I watched Frank run around with his cute little outfit and his cute little stick.

Frank ran to the sidelines to get a drink of water, he waved and I waved back, until I saw the girl in front of me wave too. Jamia. Which one of us was he waving to?

The game ended and I went to meet Frank by the side. He smiled, starting to walk up to me when Jamia ran up and gave him a hug and a kiss.

"Oh, baby, you did so good," she said.

"Thanks," he said. "What'd you think, Gerard?"

"I didn't understand a single thing that happened, but, other than that, I thoroughly enjoyed it," I said.

"Oh, I didn't know you two were friends now," Jamia said. "Hey, I'm Jamia, I don't think we ever formally met, other than being math partners occasionally. By the way, I love the new look, totally grunge chic."

"Yeah, nice to meet you, too," I said, watching the way Frank wrapped an arm around her waist.

"Come on, why don't you and me go back to my house to celebrate your little victory?" Jamia whispered.

"Actually, me and Gerard kind of had plans," he said. "Can we take a rain check?"

We didn't have plans.

"Oh, ok," she said. "Maybe another time then? I bought some new lingerie for you."

"And I can't wait to see you in it," he said. "I'll have to let you know."

Frank kissed her cheek before we walked to his car.

"So, you won, correct?" I asked as we drove.

Frank chuckled. "Yeah, we won."

"I have literally never seen a lacrosse game before," I said.

"Glad I can be your first," he said.

We got to his house and he pulled me up the stairs. Frank pushed me down against the bed and I smiled up at him as he took off his shirt. He kissed me roughly, tangling his hands in my hair.

"Hey, Gerard?" He asked and I nodded. "You wanna top this time?"

I nodded, flipping us over.

-+-

In my world, Frank and I switched pretty frequently. It was nice to top again, I've only been bottoming with Frank since I got here. Either way was good, it was just different.

I looked over at Frank as he panted, trying to catch his breath. He looked back and smiled, holding my hand. There was a sense of him that was different, like for the first time he was actually relaxed and happy.

"How was it?" I asked.

"Hurt at first but...fuck, that was pretty amazing," he said.

I smiled resting my head on his chest. Frank sighed, running his fingers through my hair.

"Maybe we can switch more often," I said.

I looked up at Frank before getting up, pulling on my boxers. I grabbed a black marker and straddled his hips.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"I am going to draw you a little tattoo," I said.

I drew his scorpion tattoo on his neck to the best of my memory. I took a picture when I was done, showing it to him.

"Oh, that actually looks kinda cool," he said. "I never thought about getting a tattoo but maybe it wouldn't be so bad on me. Chicks are into tattoos, right?"

I shrugged when his phone buzzed.

"It's Jamia," he said. "She is inviting me to a celebration party."

"Oh," I mumbled.

"Why don't you go with me?" He asked. "Yeah, it can be fun."

"That doesn't really seem like my kind of place," I said.

"Come on, it'll be fun," he said as he sat up, holding my hand. "I want you there, Gerard."

"Okay," I agreed.

We got dressed and got ready before heading to someone's house. The party was already started and I followed Frank in. He greeted people he knew, mostly his teammates. Jamia came over, giving Frank a hug and a kiss.

"Hey, baby," he said. "Miss me?"

My blood boiled a bit but I kept my mouth shut, I had to go with the flow of things, it was going well with Frank and I couldn't risk losing it.

"Of course I did," she said. "And I happen to know of an empty room upstairs where you and I can go and I can show you just how much I missed you."

"Yeah, let me just do a round first, say hi to people," he said.

Jamia nodded and I followed Frank to the kitchen. Mikey was there and the two hugged.

"What are you doing here?" Mikey asked.

"I invited him," Frank said. "He's actually pretty cool, we're friends now."

"Weird, don't like that," Mikey said.

I grabbed a beer, taking a drink. I sat on the couch with Frank as he talked about the game with some of his friends. I was surprised how quickly I felt a buzz from the beer. Wow, I really need to build up my tolerance in this world.

Jamia came over, sitting on Frank's lap, making me scowl.

"What's this on your neck?" She asked.

"A tattoo a friend drew for me," Frank said.

Jamia smiled, kissing his neck as Frank looked over at me.

"Come on, baby, let's go upstairs," she said.

Jamia took Frank's hand and the two of them went upstairs together. That only left me alone and angry. I noticed some people in the corner and went over, knowing exactly what group they were.

"Hey, can we help you?" One of them asked.

"Let's cut the chit-chat," I said. "I know you have MDMA and I want some, I have money."

They looked at each other before selling me a couple. I took the ecstasy before finding my place back on the couch. When it began to take effect, I walked around. I went upstairs and opened the door, finding Frank and Jamia laying in bed naked together.

"Jesus Christ, Gerard, what's wrong with you?" He asked, covering up Jamia.

"Do my hands look blue to you?" I asked. "Maybe I'm smurf. Smurfing out, dude."

"Are you high right now?" Frank asked.

"I may have molly," I said.

Frank sighed and stood up, pulling on his boxers.

"You two look like you had fun," I remarked. "Did you have fun, Frankie? Do you like her? Do you like her more than me?"

Frank got dressed, pushing me out the door. We went down to his car and he started driving until we got to a secluded parking lot.

"You can't do molly in public like that," he said. "Anyone can see you, you can get in a lot of trouble. Besides, you really can't control yourself when you're high."

"You never answered me earlier," I said. "Do you like Jamia more than me?"

"No, okay?" He answered. "Of course I like you more than Jamia. Jamia can't top me like you do. Fuck, I never thought taking it up the ass could be so fucking good. I was thinking about you the entire time I was with Jamia, just imagining it was you under me as I fucked you."

I screamed and he flinched.

"Why?" He asked.

"Sorry, I'm just really happy," I said. "You like me! You like me!"

"You're lucky I do, otherwise I might leave you in a park again," he said.

"But you like, like me," I teased.

"Shut up or else I will drop you off at the park," he said. "I like you as a friend, that's it. We are friends and friends only."

I smiled, reaching over to kiss his neck. I rubbed his thigh, hearing him let out a soft breath.

"Baby, I don't think I can go for a third time today," he said. "As much as I want to, I don't think I can."

"Maybe you can help me out then," I said. "Wanna suck me off, Frankie?"

"Fuck yeah," he muttered. "Not in public here, though. Someone could see us."

We went back to his house where I saw his parents.

"Oh, you're home," Frank said.

"Yes, who's your friend?" his mom asked.

"This is Gerard, Michael's brother," Frank said. "We were just going to hang out in my room together, watch some tv or play some video games."

"Is your friend okay?" His dad asked.

Frank held my arm to steady me. I hadn't even realized that I had been swaying.

"Just tired," Frank said. "Anyways, we're gonna go upstairs."

I followed him up the stairs where I began looking through all his stuff. Frank sat on the couch near his tv, putting on some movie.

"How long does this high last anyways?" He asked.

"I don't know, a few hours," I said.

"I have to put up with this for a few hours?" He asked. "You're cute and all but you're obnoxious."

"Haha, you called me cute," I teased. "You like, like me."

"You sound like you're eight," he said. "I don't. Are you forgetting that our relationship is purely physical, no romantic attachment at all. I don't have feelings for you of any kind, I can promise you that."

"I need to make things right with you," I said. "Just trust me, I know that it might not make sense but I need to prove it to you that I can be good enough for you. I can't take you for granted like I did last time. We're going to make things right this time. We're going to be together for a long time because I know exactly what I did last time."

"Fucking crazy," he muttered. "You sound insane when you're high."

I smiled, going over to give him a kiss.

"I know it sounds crazy but you have to trust me," I said. "Now, are we going to get to what we were talking about in the car?"

Frank smiled and got down on his knees in front of me.