Looking out the window, I was shocked to find a thick blanket of snow covering everything. What shocked me even more,however,was finding a man standing on the edge of my garden and looking up,smirking. He had hazel eyes,black shoulder-length hair and a small mouth. What surprised me the most out of his features was his pure white skin. It had looked like it had never seen the sun,and if it wasn't for his dark hair and long,black coat, he would be able to blend in with the snow. I glanced away,and as soon as I looked back he wasn't there. Strange. I wonder who he was. I wonder if he's gay... No frank,you're about to go to your parents grave to say merry christmas for tomorrow,this is not the time to be thinking about starting a relationship with a magician who can magically disappear whenever he wants. Sighing, I put on my coat,a scarf and went outside into the frosty snow. By the time I reached the grave yard,kids had already started getting up and going out,celebrating and making snowmen. I was about to crouch beside the gravestone and say something to my parents,when a tiny movement in the corner of my eye distracted me. There,sitting on a bench was him. The guy who was standing outside my window. The one with the raven black hair and the chalk white skin. His skin reminded me so much of her...my mother. She had skin that pale too. All of my child hood memories came flooding back to me and I could feel the tears threatening to flow out of my eyes. Suddenly I was pushed up against a warm coat,and when I looked up I saw that window-guy was hugging me. He pulled away when I stopped crying and looked me in the eyes. "Sorry about that. I just hate watching people cry. I'm not some weirdo who walks around hugging strangers. Sorry." He started to walk away. "Wait! T-thanks for that." I smiled. Stuttering slightly,but still smiling. "Hey,its okay. I'm Gerard by the way." His eyes met mine and they looked warm and happy. "Frank" I grinned. Gerard turned out to be seriously awesome. He liked loads of really good bands,he's living in his parents basement and he's practically the most unhygenic person on the planet. He loves all the films I do,and he's attractive. Gerard Way. After a while we were starting to get cold, so I invited him over to mine. After 6 cups of coffee, I soon learned that Gerard was seriously obsessed with coffee. "Dude, that's your 7th cup, are you addicted to it or something?" I laughed. He giggled too. Aw. His giggle is so cute. "I guess,and I get really hyper when I have it" he grinned. I could literally feel the happiness radiating out of him. "Oh,doesn't everyone?!" His happiness is contagious. I swear. I'm grinning as well as him. "Ahaha yes." We talked for the rest of the night. All of a sudden his phone sprang to life and 'die,die my darling' started playing. I smiled. One of my favorite songs. "Yeah,mum. I'll come home. Don't worry I know its icy" he sighed after hanging up. "My mum treats me like a 7 year old" he rolled his eyes. I grabbed his cheeks between my thumb and fingers and pulled,making a baby voice. "Aww does ikkle gerard have to go homeee?" I teased. He pushed me off. "I um gotta go.. Thanks for everything. I'll text you later kayy?" He smiled. I can't believe I thought he was 'attractive' no. This man is not 'attractive'. He is actually perfect. "Sure" I grinned and watched him walk out onto the street. None of us noticed the car that was hurtling towards him. Not until he was hit. If I noticed...maybe he wouldn't be with my parents right now. Maybe we'd be together,happy. But life isn't fair. And none of us noticed. And gerard died.