The Boy Who Lives Downstairs: Frank Iero

Chapter seven: Everything is Wrong and I'm Having the Time of my Life



"Katie, wanna see Batman?"

"Um sure." she said with a smile.

"You're not inviting me?" Gerard asked while pouting.

"I wasn’t planning on it." Frank said honestly.

"Lame." Gerard whined.

"When does it start Frank?" Katie asked.

"In about an hour and a half." Frank said after consulting his watch.

"Great, I can change then."

"No you cant."

"Why?" she asked raising an eyebrow.

"Because, you owe me a movie AND dinner. So we're leaving now."

"No, we're leaving as soon as I change." Katie said with a devilish smile.

She walked to Gerard's room where he had had her put her things and got out a black knee length a-line skirt and a stretchy red tank top that had a skull and crossbones on it. She slipped on some black sandals and walked out into the living room.

"Someone dressed up." Mikey said eyeing her up and down.

"You know what I'm feeling left out here." Gerard said. "Oh and are you still cutting my hair tomorrow?" Gerard asked excitedly.

"Yes I'm still doing your hair." Katie said with a smile.

"Hey Frank, can I talk to you for a moment in the kitchen?" Gerard asked. "Mikey you keep Katie entertained."

"YES!" Mikey said a little too enthusiastically. Frank simply followed Gerard into the kitchen.

"So?" Frank asked once they were out of earshot.

"Yeah, what are you doing?" Gerard asked seriously.

"She owes me dinner and a movie." Frank said simply.

"And who's idea was this?"

"She offered."

"But you picked what to do right?"

"Yeah" Frank said wondering where this was going.

"So, is this a date then?"

"I guess." Frank said pondering this. He had thought of it but didn’t want Gerard to know.

"Because she obviously thinks of it as that."

"What?" Frank asked as if Gerard had just simply suggested that landing on the sun would be a warm balmy experience.

"Yeah, look at what she changed into."

"Okay, so she wanted to dress up for going out."

"She dressed up for you, because she is going out somewhere with You." Gerard said wondering why his friend didn’t see this as plainly as he did.

"Oh"

"Yeah."

"So?"

"Where are you taking her for dinner?"

"Well, I was thinking pizza."

"That should be good. Have fun buddy." Gerard said patting Frank on the shoulder.

When they walked back into the living room Katie and Mikey were engaged in a heated game of chess. Mikey had just stolen her Queen because she put him in check and was threatening to feed the piece to the neighbors dog if she didn’t take back the move.

"You gutless pansy!" Katie accused. "I'll feed it to Killer I swear!" Mikey said stepping closer to the door.

"Please give me back my Queen!"

"Take back the move!"

"No, but I will take something." She said taking his King from the chessboard.

"No you didn’t."

"I did." She said putting it down her shirt.

"I'll grab it. Give it back." Mikey said.

"Queen please."

"Never!" he said as he moved closer so he could grab the King that was down her shirt.

"It's in my bra and if you grab it from there, you won't be able to procreate."

"Fine here's your stupid Queen."

"Your King." she said getting it from her bra.

"I don’t want it now."

"Liar." she said smirking. Mikey's cheeks flushed pink and she laughed at him.

"How'd you know?"

"Your male." she said in a dismissive tone, still holding the King in her hand. That's when Gerard took it.

"Gerard! Give me the King!"

"Nope. It's mine now."

"You ready to go?" Frank asked smiling.

"Yeah, have fun with the death match." Katie said as her goodbye to Gerard and Mikey.


Several hours later…


Katie showed up again at the Way household. Before she could knock or ring the doorbell Gerard flung open the door, smiling widely.

"So, how was your date?" She blushed a bit at him calling it a date.

"It wasn’t a date," she said unconvincingly.

"Sure so how was your time out with Frank then?"

"Lovely," she said simply.


"No details?"

"Not tonight. I'll tell you all about it in the morning, after I've slept."

"Which brings me to my next thought," Gerard said as they sat down in the living room. "Where do you want to sleep?"

"I can sleep on the couch, or the floor."

"Nonsense! I'll sleep on the couch or the floor, you can sleep in my bed."

"I'm not sure I trust the cleanliness of your bed."

"That was a low blow."

"I know."

"So, good. That's settled, you'll sleep in my bed and I'll sleep on the couch."

"I don't want you to sleep on the couch. That would be mean of me," Gerard sighed.

"Then where do I sleep? My bed? You're in it."

"Why don’t you sleep with Mikey?"

"Are you kidding? I’ll take the couch thanks."

"I just feel bad about putting you out of-"

"It’s fine. I promise."

"If you insist then" Katie said tweaking Gerard's nose.

"I may not insist if you do that to my nose again."

"Alright, I’ll desist."

"Good decision."

"I'm going to change."

"And I'm coming too!" Gerard teased.

"No, your not."

"I'm not?"

"You're not."

"I'm not."

"I know," she said closing his door to his face.

"Not cool woman."

"I think it is."

"Are you done yet?"

"Nope."

"How bout now?"

"It's been thirty seconds I've only just gotten out of my old ones thank you."

"Is that so?" Gerard asked seductively.

"You are soo male."

"And proud of it."

"Congratulations."

"Are you done now?"

"NO."

"Now?"

"Nada."

"Hmm how bout now?"

"Yes."

"Now?" Gerard asked not realizing she had changed her answer.

"I said yes."

"Oh, okay." He said opening his door.

Katie sat on his bed brushing out her hair. Her pajama's were short black shorts and a white t-shirt.

"You're pj's are generic."

"These are the ones that were clean at my home at the time."

"I see," he said taking off his shirt.

"You want me to leave while you change?" Katie asked.

"Nah. I'm done."

"I see, well g'night Gerard." she said as she crawled into the further side of the bed.

"Night Katie."

"Thanks for everything."

"Don’t worry about it,” he said leaving the room.

"But thanks still," she called out to him.

"You’re welcome," he said poking his head back into his room because he wanted to ask her another question. But she was already asleep.



The following morning Frank came by to see Katie to take her out for breakfast. Upon entering the Way house he found no one, so he began to search the rooms to find her through process of elimination. In the first bedroom he found Mikey, still sleeping soundly.

When he came upon Gerard’s room the door was slightly ajar. Frank pushed it open more and found Gerard picking up clothes without a shirt on and Katie sleeping in Gerard’s bed.

"What the hell?!" Frank yelled at Gerard and Katie.

Katie woke up with a start and rubbed her eyes. "Frank, it's not what it looks like," she said tiredly.

“Frank?” Gerard asked.

"What do you mean its not what it looks like? I knew you were too good to be true. I knew it," he spat.

“Frank, you’re-”

"Frank, if you'd just sit still a minute I can explain everything!"

"I don’t want your explanation. You’re such a slut," he said angrily as he ran from the house. Gerard chased after him barefoot and left a hysterically crying Katie behind in his room.


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