Frerard - Charlotte Taylor (best classic romance novels .txt) 📗

do you wanna do?' Mikey asked turning off the TV in a huff.
'Not sure, let me just get changed.' i said going to my room.
'Can i see you room?' Frank asked smiled widely.
'Erm, sure.' i smiled.

'AWESOME!' he gasped when he entered.
'I love Iron Maiden. and those! Dude, you have great taste in music!' Frank smiled.
I laughed, 'yeah, so do you.'
'You like drawing?' he asked going over to my desk, observing the messy heap of paper and colours.
'Yeah, i do.'
'Awesome comics dude!'
he found my comic collection then.
I laughed, 'yeah, kind of a comic nerd.' i blushed. 'Me too, not as much as you though.' he winked lifting up my original comic characters.
'Awesome room.' Frank smiled widely. Then his face dropped as he picked up a piece of paper, i couldn't see what was on it but it couldn't have been important because he put it back down and looked up at my postered walls.
'Not so much.' I muttered grabbing a fresh hoodie and pair of jeans from my drawers.
'What do you mean?' Frank asked sitting on my bed.
'Bad memories, you know.' I shrugged. I fumbled with hoodie and sat on the edge of the bed, Frank sat next to me.
'Ahh, wanna tell me?' Frank looking at the side of my head, i could feel his eyes burning on me.
'Maybe later, we have to humor Mikey first.' i chuckled.
'Yeah.' Frank whispered as he walked out of my room looking rather sad.
SleepOver

Mikey~

It wasn't long until Frank came out of Gerard's room with a glum expression.
'You ok?' I asked as he sat down on the couch next to me.
'Not really.' He said ruffeling his hair, i looked up at him, 'whats up?' i frowned slightly.
'I think people should ask that to Gee more often, i've only known him a day and already know he's torn up inside, he's broken and he needs help, if i have to do that, then...'
'I do ask him, everyday. he just never talks about it, you know. He really loved Jake, he really liked were we where before, he really used to like his life, but then when he came out gay, everything turned to shit, it wasn't just his sexuality, he's always been an outcast, even at home, thats why he hates it here. He sits in his room at night, listens to music to block out the world, he cry's himself to sleep. I here him at night and it breaks my heart. I care to you know.'I relaxed after the burst of words, I held back tears and watched Frank's expression turn to pity on a heart beat.
'I- sorry Mikey.' he whispered.
'Its ok Frank. If you can get through to him, please, do. I try my best but he shuts down.' Frank turned quiet as we heard Gerard's door squeeke open.
'Mikey, you seen- everything ok?' he asked when he saw our expressions.
'Fine' Frank lied.
'Sure, Frankie, don't lie to a liar. tell me.'
'Fine Gee.' he shot sharply.
'I- sorry.' he sat down.
'No, i am; i shouldn't have said- I've got to go.' Frank said standing up.
I grabbed his arm and sat him back down next to me. 'You're not going anywhere.' I whispered.
'Mikey, chill. If he has to go, he can. But i'd rather, he.... didn't' Gerard whispered the ending and I saw a little redness in his cheeks as he said it, not making eye contact with Frank.
'Drinks? Food?' I muttered.
'Soda please Miokay.' Gerard grinned.
'Ok, Frank?'
'No, i'm fine,thanks.' he said looking up me for a second.
'Get him something' Gerard mouthed, I nodded and went to the kitchen.

Gerard~

I sat next to Frank when Mikey went to the kitchen.
'Frank, you ok?'
'No, actually.' He muttered after a short silence.
'Why?' I asked putting an arm around him squeezing him in.
'Your not ok.' he said bluntly not making an effort to return the favor of his arm.
I took a deep breathe, 'and since when has my well being consernded you?'
'Since I had a heart and eyes and a brain. I see your pain Gee, i FEEL your pain and it already kills me!' he stood up holding back tears.
'Frank....'
'What.' he shot back.
'I-..... stay.' i stood up, held his arms and looked right at him, for that second, the whole world melted, there was no living room, there was no house, there was no world, just me and him standing. Facing each other. My eyes locked into his amazing waterey hazel eyes, rounded heavily by black eyeliner.
When he turned away, my head went all fuzzy, like it was tuning back into the real world but i really didn't want to. My eyesite went fuzzy and my head spun.
Then it went black.

Frank~

Gee's eyes turned in and he fell on me, my arms curved over his limp body, his eyes wide open.
'MIKEY!' i shouted.
Mikey ran in, WHA- Holy shit! GERARD!!' he yelled running to me.
'Frankieee.....' a mutter pasted Gee's lips.
'Yeah!'
'My head hurts.'
'Have you eaten today?'
His head shook slightly.
'I'll get him something to eat, get him onto the couch.' I whispered to Mikey, he then disappeared into the kitchen, I lifted Gerard up onto the couch with little struggle, surprising really he was at least 6 inches bigger than me.
Gerard continued to mutter and groan but didn't make proper words. 'Gerard...' i frowned as he grabbed my face and started to laugh 'Frank Ierooooo' He sang. Mikey and me took care of him and he stopped the moaning and talking and slept for about two hours.

-two hours later-


I came down stairs with a hoodie of Gerard's on.
Him and Mikey were in the kitchen, Gerard on the side of the sink, laughing at Mikey as he ran around the kitchen. He burnt the toast, the fries and the bacon.
I walked in smiled widely. I helped Mikey take the fries out the oven, a cloud of black smoke billowed from the oven door.
'Jeeze Mikey. What did you do to them?' I asked as Gee opened two windows and observed the pile of blacken food.
Gee laughed, '...and you insisted on making them yourself.' he hopped back on the kitchen side.
'I'll just go loo.' Mikey mumbled leaving me and Gee in the kitchen alone before we could say anything.
I walked over to him, big grin pasted on my face. It wasn't as fake and as hard as i thought it would be, seeing Gee ok made me happy.
He gently moved my hair away from my eyes and smiled. 'Your beautiful Frank Iero.' his words were slightly slurred. I frowned 'what?' I asked. His arms wrapped around my waist and he grinned.
'You still dizzy and light headed Gee?'
I asked tring to pull away.
'You are the reason i felt dizzy in the first place.' he whispered, he leaned his forehead on mine and smiled.
He singed deeply then let go. I opened my mouth to ask him what he meant but he took my hand and led me into his bedroom he sat on his bed and smiled, 'were you wanna sleep tonight?' He asked.
'You seriously what me to sleep?'
'Yupp, i won't see you in the holidays, so i'm going to bore you tonight instead.'
'What do you mean 'won't see me in the holidays'? I asked sitting next to him. He lay on his side, Well, your home alone for the summer, you'll have friends over and shit won't ya?'
'Yes, i will...You and Mikey.' I grinned
'I said at dinner. didn't i?' I chuckled laying on my side in front of him.
'Oh, yeah.' he laughed.
'Ermmm Gerard, you know what you said about me being the reason you felt dizzy...' I asked quietly, not looking at him.
'Yeah i was conscious for that bit' He chuckled to himself lying next to me.
'Well i... What did you mean?' I asked biting on my lip.
'Exactly what it says on the tin Iero... wow smooth Gerard' he muttered the last it, i don't think i was meant to here so I ignored it and tried to get up, Gerard foiled my plan by grabbing my arse and making me jump slightly and burn a bright red and I hurried out of his room.

Gerard~

Holy.Shit why the fuck did i do that?!? Smooth Gerard Exactly what it says on the tin Iero I'm such a dick. Why am I so.... arghhhh!!!!
I moved my hair out of my face and readied myself to face Frank again. Hopefully he hadn't ran away or anything....
'Gee! Go up to my room and get some PJ's for Frank!' Mikey shouted from the still smoky kitchen.
I ran upstairs to Mikey's room and got some of his pjammas for Frank, when i got back downstairs Frank and Mikey were whispering violently to each other on the couch, fresh fries and pizza on the coffee table along with two bottles of soda, coffee, candy and lots on video's.
'Whats up?' i asked them throwing the pjammas at Frank.
'Nothing.' Frank shot standing up, going into my room and closing the door, getting changed.
I already had my black pjamma bottoms and old Iron Maiden T-shirt on.
'Whats really up?' I asked Mikey sitting next to him, grabbing a coffee and sipping.
'Really, nothing Gerard.' Mikey said.
'Liar, Mikey Way, your my best friend. Tell me.' i gave him the puppy dog eyes and ruffled his hair.
'Gerard, leave it, its nout!' he stood up.
'Ok, i'm sorry, if you and Frank have 'problems' then i'll-'
'You know its not that Gerard!' Mikey argued, blushing.
'Then what it is?' I asked disparately, if they're having some argument i should know.
Mikey looked away and stared into the unknown.
'If your going to be like that Mikey, fuck off.' I shot. I crossed my legs and starred at the back of his head.
Mikey slowly turned his head around.
'No, Gerard, no.' he grabbed a coffee and we drank at the same time before i stood up and went into the kitchen.
The cool breeze from the cracked open widow sent a chill down my spin, then i felt warm arms wrap around my waist. I felt a warm coffee tainted breathe on my neck as they breathed slowly.
I turned my head to the side to see the face of Frank looking down at the sink, expressionless.
'Hey' i whispered, not taking my eyes of his deep, empty hazel eyes. his smudged red eyeliner perfectly enhanced the beauty of them.
'Hey.' Frank's face stayed the same. Not moving expressionless.
'You ok?' I whispered.
His arms unfolded around