The days had gone by fairly quick, they had finished their project on wednesday evening, thanks to Gerard and Ray's help and the week that followed up to that was just homework, guitar practise and sneeky hallway kisses.
Now he was staring into the mirror, he was wearing his favourite jeans with a black pinstripe button up, it could've been worse but he wasn't too happy about his appearance.
He had 5 minutes left before he had to go pick up Gerard, his mom was nice enough to let him borrow her car after he explained the reason of why he needed it, so he decided to check if he had everything packed.
After double checking the contents fo his backpack he texted Bob, who had helped him make certain arrangements, and received a reply that everything was ready.

He kissed his mom goodbye and promised to be back before midnight.
During the short drive he could feel himself grow more nervous with each passing second, at the end of the 5 minute drive his palms left sweaty prints on the steering wheel which he quickly wiped away.
With his now dry hands he adjusted his hair in the rearview mirror, it was hanging in his eyes but it had to do for now.
With a click and a thud he opened and closed the car door to make his way to the frontdoor of the Way residence,, the november air was cold and crisp and he hoped that it wouldn't affect their date too much since he didn't really have a plan B.
The door opened before he could even knock and Gerard jumped out, pulling it shut behind him "wow you're eager" he chuckled.
Gerard shook his head "my mom wanted us to take pictures and she even made me brush my hair" he whined.
Frank smiled and pecked a soft kiss on Gerard's lips "ah and here I am thinking you were just that happy to see me" he teased.
Gerard blushed "no-yes, I mean you have no idea, I couldn't even sleep last night, that's how excited I am for tonight".
"Good, now let's get to the car, I'm freezing my nuts off out here" Frank said before slapping Gerard's but and making a run for the car.

The car ride was short and when they stopped Frank took a short moment to blindfold Gerard "before you say anything, this is all part of the surprise".
Gerard sighed "yeah yeah, it's quiet here, where are we?".
Frank ignored him and leaned over his seat to grab his bag and a big blanket from the backseat, then with the items carefully clutched under his arm he got out of the car and to the other side to open the door for Gerard.
With his free hand he made sure to carefully guide his boyfriend out of the vehicle and onto the muddy path that led to their destination.
"I swear Frank, if you're gonna make me walk into something I'll kick your ass" Gerard said, waving the hand that wasn't grasping onto Franks into the cold evening air.
"Trust me, it's two minutes tops, we're almost there already" Frank coaxed and he stroked his thumb over the back of Gerard's hand.
"Okay, yeah, I trust you" Gerard whispered, shuffeling after Frank's lead.
The two of the remained silent until Gerard stopped walking "is it just me or is it getting warmer?" he asked.
Frank laughed "it could be because you're walking next to your hot-ass boyfriend" he said, pretty sure that Gerard rolled his eyes behind his blindfold, "but I might as well let you see for yourself."
Gerard didn't wait for Frank to untie the cloth that was covering his eyes, but ripped it off and threw it on the ground "holy shit" he said when he saw where they were.

Frank had Bob help him arrange everything, which was a nice campfire with a small, crappy tent next to it, right next to the lake where they'd spent the first few weeks of summer.
"Do you like it?" he asked, he didn't dare to look up at Gerard, afraid for his reaction, he didn't have to either because his question was answered by Gerard's lips on his.
"I fucking love it" he smiled against the corner of Frank's mouth.
"Alright, c'mon, I brought food and drinks" Frank pointed at the tent and made a small run for it, Gerard right behind him.
There were a bunch of old pillows in the tent that Frank had found in his mother's attic, just enough for them to be comfortable.
Frank pulled Gerard next to him and smoothed the blanket out over their laps, rummaging through his backpack he pulled out a bag of marshmallows and a large thermos.
Gerard giggled at Frank's definition of food and drinks "do we have something to stick them on?" he asked.
Frank's face fell "damn it, I fucking knew I forgot something" he pouted.
This caused Gerard to laugh even more, he grabbed the bag of marshmallows from Frank's lap and ripped it open, grabbing one to stuff in Frank's mouth "I think they taste just as good when they're like this."
"C'mon, come a bit closer, it's cold" Frank said when his mouth was empty, instead he shuffled closer to Gerard himself.
"Hmm, it's november, won't be long before it starts snowing" Gerard mumbled to himself and eased in against Frank's side.

They quietly sat in front of the fire, with Gerard listening to Frank softly humming a song "Oh wait I have something" Gerard said, rummaging through one of the pockets of his jacket until he pulled out his iPod.
Frank laughed "this is so fucking cheesy", he put one earbud in and listened to the soft clicks as Gerard was searching through playlists filled with a variety of Punk, Rock 'n Roll and the odd Madonna song that no one was supposed to know he loved.
When they finally settled for a song, Frank grabbed Gerard's hand, softly stroking the cold, soft skin with his thumb "y'know, I'm really glad I have you, and that y'know, you have me" he mumbled.
Gerard smiled and placed the most innocent kiss on Frank's lips and rested his head in the crook of his neck "glad we have eachother too, I wouldn't have it any other way".
He felt Frank sigh "me neither, it all comes so easy with you and I feel like I'll never get, like, bored of you, I don't know, everything just feels right".
Gerard hummed in agreement with his eyes closed, enjoying the warmth of the fire, the embrace of his boyfriend and the music playing as the perfect background noise.
"What do you wanna be when you grow up Frankie?" Gerard asked.
Franks shrugged "I don't know, but I'm kinda running out of time on the whole 'when you grow up thing', 18 is right around the corner."
Gerard's heart sunk a little at how sad Frank sounded "is there something you'd like to do, I mean, there's gotta be something right".
"Yeah, I kinda wanna do something in music, maybe work for a record label, or start a band or whatever" the last part of the sentence came out soft enough for Gerard to almost miss it.
"You should start a band" he said and sat upright to look Frank in the eyes "you're an amazing guitar player, and you blew everyone away at last year's talentshow".
Frank giggled when he thought of that memory, he had picked a song with a load of swearing and recruited Bob behind the drums and some random kid with a bass.
His throath had hurt for days from screaming the lyrics so loud, he also had to promise the principal to never, ever enter another school showcase again.
"Yeah, maybe I should do that, could be fun" he mumbled against the skin beneath Gerard's ear, creating goosebumps on the other's skin.
He could smell that Gerard had put on some cologne, and he smiled at the thought of Gerard, who most of the time didn't even wear deodorant, took the effort to make himself smell nice for Frank.
The moment was truly perfect, a scenery of almost naked trees, a sky full of stars, the lake still and dark, paired with the crackle and warmth of the fire, the music playing.
Frank lay down in the pillows, pulling Gerard with him and pulled out their earbuds before turning his iPod off.
"Hey, can I do something" he whispered, when he laid back again and touched the side of Gerard's face.
Gerard nodded and blinked a couple of times, the fire illuminated their faces in warm shades, he thought it made Frank's face look softer.
Frank leaned in and kissed him, and again, and again, and a little longer, with a little more lust and a little less innocence.

They were all tangled up and the world outside the tent didn't seem to exist, and that was just how both of them wanted it to be, everything had fallen right into it's place.
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Mikey's pov
Mikey was sat out on the porch, after pacing down his room, screaming into his pillow and crying for an hour.
He had done it.
After dinner he had gone down to Gerard's room with him, and asked him, yelled at him, why he hadn't told Mikey that he was moving across the world, leaving his little brother behind.
He had wanted to act tough but couldn't bite through the tears, especially when Gerard didn't try to be sorry or to comfort him.
The worst was when he didn't say anything for 10 minutes, he just muttered, asking him to promise that he wouldn't tell Frank.
His heart had sunk, and he had promised, but 5 minutes later when Gerard sped up the stairs and he could hear him all bright and happy with Frank, that's when he decided that if Gerard's promises of never lying were worth shit, then his would be worth the exact same.

So after pacing, crying and screaming he sat out on the porch, he was strangely calm while he waited with his hands shoved in the pockets of his hoodie and his beanie pulled over his ears to drown out the cold, and then waited some more.
Finally a pair of headlights came showing around the corner before Frank's mother's car stopped infront of their house.
Just as Mikey hoped Frank got out with Gerard and he tried his best to smile while the two walked up to him.
Gerard looked nervous "what are you doing outside, it's freezing".
He got up from the wooden bench he'd been sitting on for the past hour and a half and gave Frank a quick hug "I haven't been out for long, was just having a smoke" he shrugged.

He followed his brother and Frank inside, normally he wouldn't be the douche little brother and crash after-date alone time but there was something that needed to be done and the time was now "you guys mind if I hang out with you for a little while, I've been bored all evening".
He could tell that Gerard didn't want to when he flinched when Frank said 'sure'.
Their parents had gone to bed half an hour ago so they were probably watching TV with the volume up unreasonably loud, so they wouldn't hear anything downstairs, still he was glad that they went to Gerard's room.
"Watcha' wanna do?" Frank asked after slamming down onto Gerard's bed, Mikey sat down next to him and stared up to Gerard.
"We could put on some music and just talk or whatever" he said with his gazed glued to his brother's, who stared at him with fear for a few seconds before making his way to the CD player.
Mikey's fist clenched when he noticed that Gerard had put on the mix-CD he had made for his brother a few weeks ago.

"So loverboys, how was the big date" he smiled, Frank didn't even notice how clenched Mikey's jaw was because his cheeks coloured pink while he started to tell about how much a romantic Gerard was and that they were definitely the type of gross couple they used to crack jokes about.
He could practically feel Gerard sweating and panicking behind him, he still hadn't moved away from the CD player from which something by the Pixies was pouring out.
For one last time he turned around to look his brother straight in the eyes, Frank was still talking though he had now moved on to talk about how he was gonna get a job this summer to save up for an amp and pedals.
The fear in Gerard's eyes while he subtly and slowly shook his head almost kept Mikey from saying what had been weighing on his shoulders.
"That's awesome, guess it's gonna be just the two of us if Bob and Ray are gonna be out of town again" Mikey said.
"Three of us actually or did you forget how to count dipshit" Frank laughed, chucking a pillow at Mikey who wrapped his arms around it.
"Yeah Mikey" Gerard added, the desperation in his voice not even slightly covered.
"Oh no didn't Gerard tell you? He's gonna-" his words were cut off by Gerard pulling him off the bed and in a weird attempt to push him out of the door, instead pushed him against the wall.
Frank looked confused "what the hell is going on between you two, what didn't Gerard tell me".
"Mikey I swear to god" Gerard bit, he was squeezing Mikey's arm hard enough to for it to form a bruise in the morning, Mikey didn't recognize him like this and pulled his arm back.
"Gerard here has been too much of piece of shit to tell his brother, boyfriend and best friends that he's going to college in London, y'know all the way across the ocean. I heard him telling Ray like two weeks ago and today I told him that I knew, only thing he asked me was not to tell you but I figured you'd wanna know" he said, ignoring his brother fidgeting beside him.
"Is that true" Frank's voice shaking.
Mikey was surprised when instead of explaining things to Frank, Gerard instead turned to him and threw him down on the ground, punching him hard enough to split his lip, it was just one punch because Frank pulled him off.
The cut didn't hurt, but there were tears streaming from his eyes, he felt like he was nothing, he didn't even stand up from the ground, but saw that Gerard's eyes immediately fell to remorse when he saw the small, sobbing heap of person his brother was down on the ground.
"What the fuck is wrong with you" Frank spat.
Gerard backed up against the wall "he-he promised he wouldn't tell you, he promised" he muttered as if he was trying to find some sort of valid reason for what he just did.
"Yes and you promised that you wouldn't leave me, y'know what fuck that, you didn't even have the fucking guts to tell me, I had to hear it from your brother and to top it off you fucking punch him in the face for it, what the hell happened to you?" Frank said, as if he couldn't believe what had just happened.
"I was gonna tell you, I swear I just had to find the right moment" Gerard whispered, he didn't dare to look at Mikey, he had never hit him before, and the sobs escaping from his little brother's mouth were gut wrenching.
"You fucking know how hard it was for me to trust you, and we haven't even been together for two full weeks and you're already keeping shit for me, when were you gonna tell huh, through a text from the airport?" Frank ranted.
"I'm sorry, I was really gonna and Mikey promised" Gerard was crying too now and he wasn't even thinking about what he was saying anymore but let the words just spill out instead.
Frank shook his head and turned around to help Mikey up "this isn't Mikey's fault" he grabbed his coat from the bed "this is you being a fucking dipshit who blames everyone for shit he caused himself, and please don't even fucking bother calling me until you stop being a liar who'd rather punch his brother than be honest" he said before storming out of the room.

Mikey was standing next to the door, he had taken his glasses off and with his teary, big and dark eyes he looked exactly like he did when he was 4 and fell from his bike, Gerard had been the one to put a band-aid on his scraped knee and make him laugh until the tears had dried.
Now he had been the one who put the injury and tears there instead of taking them away.
"Mikes, I'm sorry" he spoke softly, trying to put his hand on Mikey's arm, his brother recoiled from his touch.
"Oh don't be, I'm the one who should be sorry right? I promised, I fucking promised, so I totally fucking deserved it, now I'm gonna go upstairs and try to stop my lip from bleeding, I'm so so sorry" Mikey spat sarcastically, looking absolutely disgusted, before he turned around and ran up the stairs to his room.

Gerard walked back and let himself fall down on his bed, he was alone and that's when he realized that he had truly fucked everything up.