Gerard's POV. "Surprise surprise. Fire-fucker's late," Frank's voice sounded as I entered his office

"Surprise surprise. Fire-fucker's late," Frank's voice sounded as I entered his office. "Sit down. I need to talk to you," he replied.

I sat like I was told before he talked to me.

"You being confined to my office is not working. You're making me angrier and in turn you'd probably go off telling your friends and family that you work for an asshole which in turn makes this place look bad because the word of mouth would spread and it's bad for business. Therefore, I'm putting you back out on the floor with the other artists. You're now gonna start tattooing people as well. You fucking burn their skin and you are so fucking dead. You got that?" he asked. I nodded.

"I don't know how to tattoo people," I pointed out.

"I'm gonna train you. And then you can tell everyone including that hot brother of yours that I'm one awesome guy," he spoke, making me roll my eyes at him. I can't believe he thought he had a chance with my brother! Besides, I thought Frank had a boyfriend whom he loved. Was he just saying that shit about my brother to piss me off even more? Well I wasn't gonna fall for it this time.

"Fine," I replied. standing up and following Frank out of his office.

"Well if it isn't my best friend in the whole wide world!" exclaimed the most annoyingly fake voice ever as Frank and I stepped out of his office.

"Yeah babe, we're total BFFs," I said sarcastically, wrapping my arm around her waist and pulling her in towards me.

"Ew ew ew!" she exclaimed.

"You're telling me. Babe, what've you done to your hair? It looks like a sewer rat gnawed away at it," I retorted, playing with her newly done dreadlocks.

"Fire-fucker," she retorted, moving away from me.

"At least my fire can melt your chest," I replied shrugging.

"That's enough. Gerard, shut up," Frank interjected. "Now come with me. I'll let you observe this morning and then this afternoon you're inking someone," he said, making me freak out just a little.

The morning unfortunately flew away and before long I was having my lunch break at the same time as Frank. Both of us were outside having a smoke. I couldn't stand being around this guy anymore. He was so cocky.

"Ok, I have a game we can play," he said, breaking the awkward silence between us. I snorted.

"Oh yeah?" I replied.

"It's called 'Tell me everything about your brother'," he informed me, grinning. I rolled my eyes.

"Ok. He's STRAIGHT, he likes Chinese food, but hates it when they don't put the prawns in fried rice. He--"

"He's straight?" he asked me, looking at the ground with a confused look on his face.

"Yeah, but sometimes I wonder about him. I know he's done more with a guy than what you did to him last week," I informed him, making him smile.

"Good, so I have a chance with him then," he replied. I nodded, trying to hide a smirk. This guy was such a jackass. As if Mikey would ever look his way. But you know, there was nothing wrong in leading him to believe he had a chance with my brother.

"So is there a possibility that he might be gay but that he's neglected telling you in case your homophobic parents find out and he gets outcast from the family? Or that you're lying to protect him so that your family don't find out?" he asked me. Ha, this guy was such a douche. He thought about things way too much.

"Oh, it's possible," I said, leading him on a little more. I was having fun messing with Frank's head. "In fact, I'll tell him to come by after work," I informed him. I figured that Frank could just get burned again.

"You will?" he asked, looking puzzled as to why I was suddenly willing to help him out.

"Yeah, I mean, he's taken and everything, but you never know. You could swing him. He probably wears more makeup than his girlfriend does," I spoke. Frank's eyebrows furrowed.

"He's dating a girl?" he asked.

"Well yeah, he told you he was taken, didn't he?" I replied.

"You ever met the girl?" he asked me.

"No. He's keeping her a secret from me. He won't tell me anything about her. I personally don't think that he knows a lot about her himself," I replied. "But he told me that he loves her," I spoke. Frank nodded. He seemed to of eased up a little now.

"Why's he keeping her a secret from you?" he asked.

"Because I'm not telling him who I'm dating," I replied.

"You're dating someone?" Frank asked, sounding shocked.

"Yeah. Fire, duh!" I replied, making him giggle. "I'm thinking of asking the fire to marry me," I joked, stubbing my cigarette butt out against the wall. Frank giggled again.

"So you'll call him up then and tell him to come here after he's finished work today?" he asked me.

"Yeah, sure," I replied.

"Awesome. I can't wait to see him," Frank said, dreamily. I rolled my eyes and smirked. There was no fucking way in hell Mikey would ever want Frank.