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It was 4:30 in the morning. The tour bus drove through a rainy Nevada. The pit-pat of rain drops slowly got louder as the storm began to worsen. A huge flash of lightning lit up the sky. For a split second, Frankie could see the beautiful southwesten landscape perfectly from his window. "But it's not as beautiful as Gerard," Frankie thought to himself. He replayed the images of Gerard as he lay sleepless and scared in the top bunk. Even Mikey knew Frankie was petrafied of thunderstorms. He remembered how gorgeous Gee looked on stage that night. How the stage lights made Gerard look as if he was glowing. Frankie could see every perfect feature on Gerards body. Frank couldn't help but to sit up and peak over at Gerard, who was sound asleep in the bunk underneath. All he could see was a breathing lump of blanket. " Even asleep, he makes me smile" Frankie whispered to himself. At that moment Frankie knew he HAD to tell Gerard how he felt. But he couldn't, Bert would kill him. Frank carefully layed back down, quietly maneuvering himself to a comfortable postition trying not to wake his bandmembers. Frankie knew Gerard belonged to Bert, but a few days ago Bob told him Bert said he was going to break up with Gerard. Frankie hated Bert. How dare he steal Gerard right from his grip, just to leave Gerard heart broken. If only Bert knew how much agony and dispair he had caused Frankie. With out Gerard, Frankie felt empty and miserable, the same way he felt when he came out to his parents about being gay. Frankie felt more alone then ever. The rain was still beating down hard, he couldn't sleep, and he couldn't stop thinking about his parents, and how they dissowned him. And most importantly, he couldn't stop thinking about Gerard, and how he needs him. " Fuck Bert, I need to tell Gerard." Frankie quietly crawled down the metal ladder, taking one slow step at a time. It was difficult to see in the dark. He soon felt the cold floor underneath his feet. He slowly made his way to Gerards bedside, practically floating across the floor like a ghost. He shook Gerard, gently enough to wake him up. He didn't want to scare him. " G-Gerard? You awake?" Frankie asked nervously. Gerard let out a tired yawn.
"Frankie, is that you?" Gerard sat up in his bunk, slowly rubbing his eyes. His jet black hair was pushed to one side from sleeping. " Frankie, do you have any idea what time it is?"
"Gerard, I have to tell you something important." Frankie took a deep breath. " I Lo-" BOOOOOOOOM!!! I huge flash of lighting caused Frankie and Gerard to jump.
"Frankie, I already know when it comes to thunder storms your a wuss, you dont have to tell me. Do you want to sleep with me?" Gerard replied tiredly. Gerard moved over, making room for Frankie. Frankie layed himself right next Gerard. Snuggling against him. Gerard put his arm around Frankie. "Its only a storm hun" Gerard said tiredly. Gerard could feel Frankie shiver from being so scared. Frankie buried his head in Gerards chest, then looked at him staight in the eyes. "Gerard, I love you" Frankie fell asleep in Gerards embrace, while Gerard lay awake stroking Franks shortish hair. Gerard couldn't help but to lean in and whispered in his ear, " I love you too" He leaned in and kissed his scorpian which lay tattood to his cheek. Even though Frankie was asleep, Gerard could of swore Frankie cracked a smile. Gerard already made up his mind about dumping Bert tomorrow. Gerard wanted Frank, he needed Frank. The rain slowly lightened up to drizzle. Which then haulted to a stop.
"Frankie, is that you?" Gerard sat up in his bunk, slowly rubbing his eyes. His jet black hair was pushed to one side from sleeping. " Frankie, do you have any idea what time it is?"
"Gerard, I have to tell you something important." Frankie took a deep breath. " I Lo-" BOOOOOOOOM!!! I huge flash of lighting caused Frankie and Gerard to jump.
"Frankie, I already know when it comes to thunder storms your a wuss, you dont have to tell me. Do you want to sleep with me?" Gerard replied tiredly. Gerard moved over, making room for Frankie. Frankie layed himself right next Gerard. Snuggling against him. Gerard put his arm around Frankie. "Its only a storm hun" Gerard said tiredly. Gerard could feel Frankie shiver from being so scared. Frankie buried his head in Gerards chest, then looked at him staight in the eyes. "Gerard, I love you" Frankie fell asleep in Gerards embrace, while Gerard lay awake stroking Franks shortish hair. Gerard couldn't help but to lean in and whispered in his ear, " I love you too" He leaned in and kissed his scorpian which lay tattood to his cheek. Even though Frankie was asleep, Gerard could of swore Frankie cracked a smile. Gerard already made up his mind about dumping Bert tomorrow. Gerard wanted Frank, he needed Frank. The rain slowly lightened up to drizzle. Which then haulted to a stop.
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I swooped down and picked up a cardboard box which was filled with ornaments and carried them into our new house, pushing the front door open with my hip.
It was small and homely, the gate was baby blue and it had the white fence I always dreamed of when I was a kid. I smiled at the interior of the house, taking in the mass amounts of boxes before glancing at the clock.
"Shit" I muttered and jogged to the sideboard where I kept my car keys then left the house. I climbed into my car and checked the mirrors before backing out of the driveway.
Great Frank. Her first day and you're late.
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"Daaaaaaaaddy!" I heard a little girl s
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It's been a long time since I came around
Been a long time but I'm back in town
This time I'm not leaving without you.
I stood on the porch, fiddling with my shirt, playing about with my skinny jeans, making sure they weren't creased before I knocked the door, pressing my lips together nervously.
The door swung open, after a lot of sound and delay on the other side, I'm guessing the door was still locked.
"Frank?" He asked, squinting at me. He was standing in his pyjama bottoms, bare chested. He looked pretty rough and I guessed that it hadn't been long since he had woken up.
"Yeah, Gerard. Its me. Frankie." I said, trying hard not to l
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