(Gerard's POV): What the hell just happened?! I was talking to Frankie and then I just couldn't help myself, but kiss him. The next minute we ended up on the bed, and then... we had sex. I didn't mean for it to go this far, but it felt so good, and Frank seemed to like it. I thought we were officially together after that, and we were. Every night, Frankie would jump into my bed, and we'd kiss and maybe have sex all night. Our relaltionship turned out to be great. Although, I thought Mikey was a bit jealous. Everytime he saw me and Frank together, he'd look grimly at me. Then, when me and Frankie arrived at school one day, we saw Mikey snogging a boy, with long, black hair, like mine, but it wasn't greasy. It was a bit surprising to see Mikey kissing another boy, when all those years he'd only had girlfriends. But I wasn't worried about that, I was worried about mine and Frank's future together- one day we were going to get a job, and go off to college or university. I was worried that Frankie would end up having to break up with me, and we'd never see each other again. A few years later, me and Frankie graduated high school, and went to two different universities. Luckily, they were close together, so Frankie could still live with me at my house, and we could still be a couple. I was training to be an artist, and Frankie wanted to become a music teacher. But things didn't work out for either of us, so we ended up doing nothing. We didn't have much money and couldn't afford a house, so we bought a flat. It was a bit small, but it was alright for just the two of us. After a while, we began to get bored without having anything to do. Then, for my 21st birthday, Frankie bought me an electric guitar. I smiled, "Wow, thanks Frank. It's the best present anyone's ever got me." I hugged him, and kissed him on the cheek. "It's okay." I looked at the shimmering red guitar, "How did you afford this?" "I saved up all my spare money, and I thought I'd buy it to show you how much I love you." Frank smiled. I loved my Frankie. He was so thoughtful. Then e left the room, and came back with another guitar, "This is my guitar." "Where did you get that from?" "I've always had it. When I was younger, I used to always play the guitar, and my family used to tell me that I was really good at it," "So why didn't you tell me that you could play the guitar?" "The guitar was a gift for my birthday from my dad, and he taught me how to play. But ever since he died seven years ago, I've never played it since." "Oh, I'm so sorry Frankie," then I had an idea, "Hey, why don't we start our own band!" Frank smiled, "Err, okay?" After that, we soon began practising for our new band. We were really excited. We both loved music, and we were going to be in a band together, what could go wrong?

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Yay, I've updated!!!! I know it's a bit crap but don't expect it to be ded good, coz I'm shit at writing. Plz rate and leave comments, so I can update it :)