"Frank no! No! no! no way on hell would I do that to you!"

"Why? What's stopping you?" I asked my voice drained of emotion.

I felt his hands grab my face and turn me towards him. He connected our lips in a passionate kiss but it just made me feel worse.

"Because I love you that's why."

I unbuckled my seatbelt and dashed into my house. I ran into my bathroom and locked the door. I slid own against it and began crying.

I was so confused. I didn't want to believe he was just using me but when I asked him if he was he responded by kissing me. Does that mean he wanted to kiss me because he loves me or was it just an excuse for him have his lips on me.

I heard feet coming towards where I was and tried to remain quiet, but of course I failed.

"Frankie?"

I couldnt hold in my sons anymore and he already knew I was in here so I just let loose. He obviously heard my cries increase because he began to freak out.

"Frank listen to me! Don't do anything stupid you hear me? Don't you dare hurt yourself." he pleaded.

I didn't even even think of cutting until he mentioned hurting myself. I rummaged through the drawers until I found a razor. I busted it until all the blades fell out and I ditched the actuall razor part.

I unbuckled my pants and pulled then down leaving me in just black boxers.

"Frank what ever your doing stop please!" He yelled and just by his voice I could tell he was crying.
"Frank p-please. Don't do it! It's not worth ending your life! Frank p-please I need you! I'll kill myself if you die. Frank please I love you..I need you." He spoke through the door trying to remain strong for my sake.

His is words had me in tears and suddenly felt like I had a reason to live even if it was just for another day. I put the blade down and opened the door tackling gerard in a hug.

I kissed him and just held onto him while we were lying both sobbing messes on my bedroom floor.

"Frank you didn't cut did you." Gerard asked sounding nervous.
I shook my head no and he smiled at me giving me another kiss.

He began to stand up from under me and I wasn't sure why until he picked me up and laid me on my bed. He gave me a kiss on the forehead and pulled off my sweatshirt for me leaving me in a gee and my boxers.

He pulled the cover over me basically tucking me in like a two year old. "Frank get some rest you have a rough day."

"wait gee!" I called before he left my room.

"Yea?"

I wast sure sure how to ask but I knew what I wanted. "Will you sleep with me? Like spend the night?"

"ya sure. You just want me to sleep on the futon in here?" He asked gesturing to the piece of furniture in my bedroom.

"No can you uhm...lay with me?" I asked sounding really pathetic and nervous.

"You sure?"

"Yea..."

He walked over to me and kneeled down in front of me "yea sounds good. Do you have anything I could sleep in?" he asked but now he sounded nervous.

"Just wear your underwear. I don't mind I mean thats what I'm wearing too."

"Let me rephrase this.....do you have any boxers I could borrow....."

"wait why?.......oh! uh ya." I said standing and walking over to my dresser. It just clicked that geared was basically telling me he wasn't wearing underwear. Why I don't know but I'm going to overthink it because I know I'd overreact.

"Uhmmm here see if these fit..." I said awkwardly handing him a pair of plain red boxers since they were probably the biggest pair I had. I had never 'seen' Gerard but I'm guessing he's probably bigger than me.

He began undressing and smirked when he realized I was watching. I quickly turned away when he began to undo his pants but I felt a pair of arms slid around my waist.

"you know we are dating. I wouldn't mind if you watched." He said leaning his head into my neck. And giving me a kiss below my ear.

i shivered under his touch and words but couldn't form words to reply. He could tell I wasn't freaked out though so began rocking us back in forth and I could feel through my underwear that his pants were undone and then I realized that he still wasn't wearing underwear which meant that his skin was rubbing against me.

"Did you want to watch?" he asked sexily. His hand trailin lower to my member and I felt myself get hard and I'm guessing he noticed because he chuckled.
"I'm going to take that as a yes." He picked me up and set me on the bed so I was sitting up.

"Make sure and watch this time." He said smirking at me.

He he pulled off his shirt leaving. Him in just his jeans. God he was good looking. He smirked at me before he began to pull down his pants. I could tell he was nervous because he was blushing but holy shit. His pants were around his ankles and my gorgeous boyfriend was naked standing Infront of me.

I felt myself become fully hard and I subconsciously began running my hand over myself. He walked toward a me and pushed me back into the bed and straddled me.

"I don't think ill need those boxers anymore so why don't you take yours off ." He whispered in my ear. I nodded my head and I felt his hands hook around my waistband. He pulled them off and then sat up.

i blushed knowing he was staring at me. I was thrown off guard though when I saw tears in his eyes.
"Frank promise me you won't do this ever again."

I was confused until he ran a finger over one of my deeper scars.