One Shots (MxM)

Frankie’s New Friends

Frankie's New Friends-

Frankie

It's tough going back to school after everything that's happened. Mason doesn't even look at me and according to what the rest of the football team said, he lied to them.

He said he was just dating me as a joke, and he didn't tell them that we slept together. Instead, he said that I was all over him and practically begging to do it, and he turned me down.

Though that would've been better than what did happen. The only issue is that now they all tease me about being a slut for trying to sleep with a 'straight' guy.

I did what Noel said. I blocked him on all of my socials and I don't try to talk to him. Actually, I do my best to ignore him, but his goon squad always finds a way to pick on me.

I grab my pre-calc textbook out of my locker along with a notebook and pencil case. Before I can pull away, I feel a large hand on my back, shoving me face first into the locker, making me hit my head on the shelf and drop everything on the floor.

"Did that hurt, Princess?" I hear a sarcastic voice, turning to see a few of the football players laughing and high fiving each other like picking on someone is equivalent to scoring a goal.

I almost turn back to my locker, but when I see Will walking towards them, I grab his arm. "Don't."

He yanks away from me and glares. "Don't tell me what to do."

I grab him again when he tries to walk towards them. "Your coach said one more fight and you're off the team, Will."

"They shoved you."

"And I'm fine. I'm not a little kid anymore. You don't have to protect me so much." I assure him.

He huffs and his gaze softens as he reaches out to touch my forehead. "You're gonna bruise."

"I'll be okay. I promise." I tell him, watching him turn and walk off in the other direction.

I sigh softly and stare down the hallway for a minute before hearing my locker slam shut, causing me to jump. I turn around and blush when I see Moth leaning against it with his signature smirk on his lips.

"You're awfully jumpy today, Barbie." He says, making me sigh.

"Getting shoved on a daily basis usually does that to a person." I mutter, kneeling on the ground to grab my textbook.

Moth crouches as well, getting my notebook and pencil case for me before putting them in my arms as well. "I kinda like getting shoved. It's pretty thrilling. It's like an invitation to beat their face in."

"You're so morbid."

"No, you're just a saint who couldn't hurt a fly even if you tried." Moth replies, following after me as I start walking towards my class. "You're coming to my place again after school."

"Will has practice. I have to wait for him to get done before he can drop me off, but Sawyer wants me home by 7, so we'd only have an hour."

"I'll drive you and make it a sleepover."

"You have a car?" I ask.

"A motorcycle."

"No f*****g way." I insist, stopping to turn to him while scrunching up my nose. "I'm not getting on a literal death trap."

"Yes you are. Meet me in the junior parking lot after class."

I huff and pout, feeling my nose scrunch more while trying to show him my disapproval.

"You're so cute when you do that."

My face heats up immediately as I glare at him, watching him walk away. I don't know how he does that. He just gives me that stupid little smirk and compliments me and suddenly I'm putty in his hands.

I hate motorcycles. They're scary and people who ride them are crazy and statistics say that almost 100% of people who ride motorcycles will get in a wreck at some point.

I guess I just have to hope that Moth's wreck isn't going to be with me riding it.

***

"You only have one helmet?"

"Yes. Now put it on so we can go."

I hold it in my hands and sigh. "You should really be the one wearing it. You're driving."

"I'll be fine, Frankie. Just get on."

I suck up my nerves and climb on the back before putting the helmet on and hooking the clasp underneath my chin. Moth moves his backpack onto the front of him so that I can scoot closer, pressing myself against him.

"Wrap your arms around me, baby."

"Don't flirt with me." I mumble.

I don't really mind the flirting. It's just that if he keeps it up, I might end up falling for him, and the last thing I need right now is another boyfriend who will probably just break up with me.

I wrap my arms around him loosely, sighing as I wait for him to go. He revs his engine before accelerating towards his house so suddenly that the front wheel lifts off the ground.

"Don't f*****g do that!" I shout at him, wrapping my arms around him tighter. I can feel the wind surrounding us, making me more scared than before. God, I hope we don't die.

I move my arms so that one is around his torso and the other is around his waist, pressing my chest flush against his back as I put my face in his neck to keep the wind out of my eyes.

I take a few deep breaths, relaxing slightly when his scent floats up my nose. I'm not sure why, but he always smells like sandalwood. I can feel how warm he is too, which is a sharp contrast from how cold the wind makes me.

"We're almost there." He tells me, and after a few more minutes on his suicide bike, we pull up to his house.

I climb off as soon as it's parked and practically yank the helmet off of my head. I put it against his chest and glare. "Never again."

"I think you liked it. I mean you were hugging me so tight I thought you may actually like me."

"I was hugging you so I wouldn't die. Don't flatter yourself."

"I don't need to. You do it for me." He teases, leading me inside and straight to the basement. I slow to a stop when I see that there's already quite a few people here. Four to be precise.

"What happened, dude? I thought we were skipping last period." One of them says while the others just stare at Moth.

"I was waiting for Frankie to get out. I wouldn't want to ruin his 4.0 by making him skip class."

"Oh, you brought a genius for us?"

"I'm not a genius."

"You have a 4.0."

"I have a 4.2 actually. I took extra credit classes over the summer."

The four of them stare at me for a moment before Moth laughs it off to lighten the mood. "Anyway, what have you guys been up to?"

"Gwen was showing off as usual, and I had your mom make us pizza rolls." One says.

He's got brown hair that's pretty dark and blue eyes too. Not a gray-blue like mine. They're darker. He's taller than me too. Actually, he's the tallest in the room. Judging from the drumsticks in his hand, I assume that the instrument he plays in this little band is the drums.

I asked about all the instruments when I came the other day, and Moth told me he has a band. They always practice here, so they all leave their instruments here too.

They're called 'eclipse'. I thought it was a cool name, so I asked how they came up with it, and he said it's because a group of moths is called an eclipse.

Gwen is the next to speak. She's the only girl, but she doesn't look like a rocker chick. She's very feminine.

Her hair is blonde like mine, and it's pretty long too, but it looks like she curls it. Her eyes are brown, and she's wearing a skirt and crop top which are both pink. "Yeah, and Jonis ate the last ones."

"Don't rat on me." The next guy says, walking over to kiss her cheek.

She smiles at him as he wraps his arms around her, putting his chin on her shoulder.

Jonis isn't quite as tall as the other guy, but he does look more muscular. His hair is cut with the sides shorter than the rest. It's a nice look for him. His eyes are brown like his hair, and his skin isn't as light as the others.

Moth and the first guy have the same skin tone, and me and the one who still hasn't spoken are only a little darker than them. Gwen is a shade or so darker than us and Jonis is the darkest.

I wonder what his race is, but my curiosity isn't enough to get me to ask. I don't want to seem rude.

"Right, well it's good that I didn't skip with you guys because you clearly need more practice than me. Anyway, this is Frankie. He's my plus one."

"Hey." I mumble, still looking at them awkwardly. Moth is 15, so the others are bound to be older than me too.

"Hi, Frankie. I'm Gwenivere, but I just go by Gwen. I play rhythmic guitar. It's the pink one." She tells me, pointing to the pink guitar sitting on the stand.

"I'm Jonis, Gwen's super hot boyfriend. I play bass."

"I'm Caspian, and these losers call me Cas even though I told them not to, and I play drums. Corduroy is my plus one."

"They make me tap a tambourine sometimes, but I don't really play any instruments." The quiet one says, coming to shake my hand.

He's oddly pretty for a guy. He isn't feminine per-say, but his features look so gentle that I trust him immediately. His eyes are blue, but not dark like Caspian's. His eyes are baby blue and his hair is dyed bubblegum pink.

"I-It's nice to meet you guys. I'm Frankie. I don't really play any instruments or sing or anything like that."

Everyone starts talking again as we all move to the area with couches. Gwen sits in Jonis' lap while Corduroy and Caspian sit next to them. They scoot pretty close together and after a moment, Caspian moves so that one of his legs is on top of Corduroy's.

Moth sits next to them and gestures for me to sit in his lap. Instead of obeying him, I settle for sitting on the floor in front of him.

He huffs softly and leans down so that his lips are close to my ear. "You only avoid me because you think you'll fall in love with me if you don't."

"That's not true."

"Right. Because you're already in love with me."

"I am not." I insist, turning my head to look up at him.

"Then why do you want to kiss me?"

"Who said I did?"

"Me. Just now."

"Well you're wrong again."

"Then why are you leaning closer?"

I stop and feel his breath against my lips. I didn't even realize that we were getting so close until he mentioned it.

"You like me. You talk to me at school, come over when I ask, help me study, and you got on the back of my motorcycle even though you were scared, all to make me happy. Just admit it."

"And what if I do? It doesn't change anything."

"Yes it does. Because if you like me then I might just admit to liking you back. Then we could like each other together."

I stop talking to think for a moment. That was a confession right? Surely I'm not going crazy and imagining things. He actually likes me.

This feels different than it did with Mason. Mason liked me because I could do something for him. Moth's feeling don't seem selfish at all.

He never makes me do anything or teases me. He never hit me, and he certainly never pressured me into doing anything with him. Even now, I can see in his eyes how much he wants to just lean in to kiss me, but he's waiting for me to say yes.

Maybe it's not so dangerous to like him.

"Okay. Maybe I do like you more than I let on." I admit, smiling when I see his cocky smirk change into a wide grin.

He only waits a few more seconds before leaning in to press his lips against mine. I let my eyes close and ignore the comments and whistles from his friends.

The kiss doesn't get too intense, and he doesn't seem like he wants it to either. It's sweet and simple which is just what I want right now.

When he pulls away, he smirks at me yet again. "I'm telling everyone you're my boyfriend, Barbie."

"Go ahead. Don't come crying when Will tries to beat you up though."

"Oh he couldn't beat me up even if he tried. I'm a master of evasion."

I laugh softly and roll my eyes. "You mean you'll run away before he gets the chance."

"Pretty much." He admits.

"So... is this a permanent plus one? Because if he is then we might have to make him tap a tambourine ever once in a while too. Corduroy kinda sucks at it." Caspian asks, making his plus one glare at him.

"Well? What do you think?" Moth asks me.

I look around at them, starting to get nervous when I see them all staring at me. "Well, I'll stay as long as you guys want me here."

"Oh my god, he's so adorable!" Gwen squeals, reaching over everyone to pat the top of my head like I'm a puppy or some other tiny animal.

I don't know why I expected all of his friends to be gloomy and mean, but I'm pleasantly surprised that they're all quite nice.

I never really thought about making friends before. Sawyer always says to focus on school, so I immersed myself in it, and never thought about trying anything else. That's why I don't have any friends or talents or hobbies.

That's why even when I have free time, I spend it studying or taking extra classes, but now I have the chance to do something else. Maybe there's a whole part of me that never had the chance to come out before.

A playful part that Moth tends to bring out of me. I think I'll really like this. Even if it doesn't work out, it'll be worth it.