
The Story of Frerard
In love
(Frank's POV): I had just discovered that my mum had commit suicide, so why did Gerard look so... unthoughtful? I thought he would understand why I didn't say a word to him the whole journey back to his house, or maybe he didn't. I hope he doesn't think I'm annoyed with him, or that this has effected our relationship. When we arrived at Gerard's house, we went up to his bedroom. He shut the door behind me, looking confused, angry and upset at the same time. He reached forward to hug me, "I'm so sorry Frank," he said, sniffing "I just... didn't know what to say- you looked so upset. I'm so sorry, this is all my fault." "Gee, no it's not your fault. Ever since I met you, I've been really happy. I love you!" I went to kiss him, and he didn't stop me. We kissed for what felt like hours. I felt a tingle down my spine. Gerard was tracing his finger down my back. Then, he pulled me tight against his chest. We continued to kiss, until we lost our breath. We fell onto Gerard's bed. I unfastened his jacket, took off his clothes, and he took off mine. Me and Gee having sex was so romantic. I'd never felt this happy before. I had forgotten about my bad past, and began looking ahead, into the future with my boyfriend, Gerard.
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