(Franks POV) Gerards mum was really nice. She said yes,and she acted as if I was her own child. However my mum would usually be off with that fucking boyfriend of hers, paying ridiculous prices on meals and clubs and bars. No. You can't think like that frank. Its not her fault she's in hospital. She doesn't deserve this. Pushing those thoughts aside,I walked upstairs to sort out the sleeping arrangement. Mikeys room was far too small for another person to sleep in, so that left gerard. He had the massive basement all to himself. "Frankie can sleep in my room?" Said Gerard,and I instantly noticed that he nicknamed me Frankie. And he wanted to sleep with me. Well not with me. Oh my god. I need to stop thinking like this,I told myself,as I had already turned a startling shade of red. "I'd love to!" I grinned,perhaps a bit too enthusiastically. Keep your cool frank. So it was settled. I'm sleeping in gerards room. YES! Later that night we were getting ready for bed,and I had to dash home beforehand to collect my clothes and stuff. I was going to sleep on the floor,which wasn't the comfiest of places,but I wasn't complaining. I'd sleep on a bed of daggers if it meant sleeping in the same room as gerard. (Time lapse) Later on in the night I was turning and fidgeting. I couldn't sleep. All of a sudden I felt two big arms wrap around me and pull me onto the bed. When I turned I saw it was gerard,and I grinned at him. Grinning back,he lay back down and I did the same. I'm. Sleeping. In. The. Same. Bed. As. Gerard. Fucking. Way. Oh my god. I soon got to sleep,and I was in such a deep sleep that I didn't notice anyone softly kissing my lips. I didn't notice that they cuddled up to me and breathed their warm breath in my ear. I just remember waking up with a very gorgeous boy hugging me.

Notes

Gah, I hope you liked it. I didn't want to start writing about any frerard-ness so soon into the story, but things are going to change in the next chapter, I promise :) x