I'm so so so sorry, but this may be the end of IAI. I just don't think I can pull anything else out of this sequel, so, I am making this the last chapter. I just have really bad writer's block so I will end it in a nice way so that if I get anymore ideas, I can continue and hopefully cheer up everyone who I know and may be crying. It hurts me to say this, but I will still be here, so if you have any ideas on what I can do, message me, okay? I love you.
~Tears

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Homecoming Night
Frank:

This is it. It's the big night. Homecoming. Gerard and I are going, obviously, but I am still a little scared to dance. I can't dance what so fucking ever and I am really nervous, but hopefully Gerard can help me, he always does. I can't wait. I get up off of my couch and get dressed.

"Frank?"

"Mom? That you?"

"Yeah, I just came to help you get ready, Gerard's parents wanted me to help them with their boys so I figured I might as well help my own son."

"Thanks Mom."

I step downstairs.

"Aw, Frankie, you look wonderful."

"Thanks Mom."

My outfit isn't all that big. Just a nice white button up and a red tie. I can't find my nice slacks so I had to wear black skinny jeans. My coat was a nice black color, went with my fringe, >:D

"Well, Gerard said he was gonna pick you up in a few minutes, so, be careful, I love you, and I want you two to be safe."

"What do you mean...?"

"Sex Frank, have safe sex."

"Ew, Mom, did not need to hear that."

"Please, I hear you two moaning all of the time, tell me how you think I feel having to listen."

"I'm gonna go."

I walk outside. Mom follows me out.

"Just be safe!"

"Always am, Mom!"

I hop into the car and Gerard drives off.

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Gerard:

Holy shit, holy shitshitshitshitshitshitshit. I'm so fucking nervous. I may be able to dance, but I don't want to embarrass Frankie in front of everyone. When we get to the school, I, of course, open the door to his side and let him out.

"Why, thank you Gerard."

"Anything for you, my love."

He blushes furiously. He looks so magnificent. He went with something simple, yet, beautiful. Not to mention those skinny black jeans holding his ass and package in just the right-

"Gerard, stop staring at my junk, you can do that later."

"Oops, sorry, couldn't help it. You know I love those jeans. They make your ass look even more like a god's."

"Okay, now you're just sucking up. You can do that later, too, but right now, we got a dance to attend."

I take his hand and we walk into the building. When we go there, the place was packed. Girls, guys, even a few teachers, were either making out, dry humping, or stoned out of their minds. I walked Frank over to the dance floor and told him to wait a minute. I walked over to the dj, asked him to put a special song on, and went back to Frankie.

"Gerard, is, is this what I think it is?"

"If you're thinking of Clair De Lune then you thought correctly."

I placed my hands around his waist while his rested gently on my neck.

"Frank, I wanted to ask you something. I'm not sure you'll say yes because we're so young, but, I just think now is the correct time."

"What do you mean, Gerard?"

I could see our friends standing at the table, nodding for me to go on. I got down on one knee, took Frank's hand into my own, looked him in the eyes, and said,

"Franklin Anthony Iero, I have loved you ever since I laid my eyes upon you. You are my rock and I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

I pulled out a small diamond ring, that Frank's mom gave to me. That's why she was at my house.

"Frankie, will you marry me?"

He started to tear up a bit. Shit, I fucked it up. He looked at me and noticed my concern. He quickly threw his arms around me and crashed our lips together. He tasted like Frank, sweet, bitter, most likely from coffee, and he had a taste I cannot describe, but I like it.

"Yes, yes Gerard, I will."

I put the small ring on his finger just as Clair De Lune came to an end.

Notes

Holy shit. I just drank like a pot of coffee and it worked! Forget about the beginning. I HAVE IDEAS!!! But, like, if you have any of your own, feel free to share, it helps my dementedly crazy brain function awkwardly.

Anywhore, Question Of The Day/Night:

What Is Your Favorite Subject?
Mine Will Have To Be English Because My Teacher Told Us We Could Write A Short Story So I Am Currently Writing A Six Page Essay, (We Only Needed Two But I Want To Write A Bigger One.) And I Have To Be Done With It By Tuesday Of Next Week.

Leave your comments in the section below, and I will see you soon!

P.S, my mom starts college again Monday so I won't be able to update as much as I want, so chapters may take up to a full week, (again,) or even longer. I'm scared now. I love you guys anyways, and I WILL see you again!

XOXO
Tears
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