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Never coming home

Chapter 1

Gerard way was just trying to find the soup.
He didn't PLAN on meeting a super cute guy at the grocery store but hey. Shit happens.



gerard looked through his cabinets and groaned.
No soup.
he grabbed his keys and jacket, getting in his car and driving to the store.
as he walked in, he tried to locate what he wanted but the store had recently moved everything around.
He groaned and tried finding someone to help him.
He found one of the workers and found one.
He walked over to the tiny worker and tapped his shoulder. The man screamed and jumped off the ground, staring at gerard with a fearful expression on his face.
He quickly regained himself and cleared his throat
"y-yes? W-wh-what c-can I h-help you w-with?"
He stuttered quietly, almost sounding pained.
"Yeah, I was wondering where the soup cans were?"
"O-over there" the small man pointed and turned his back.
Now, if gerard had been a normal person, he would've turned his back an walked to where the man pointed.
but gerard was anything but normal.
he turned back towards the small man and faced him.
"Dude, are you ok? I wasn't gonna like....hit you or anything"
at that point, the mans eyes had started watering.
"I-I-I k-kn-know I just......nothing"
he muttered and tried walking away.
Gerard stood, blocking his path
"hey, what's your name?"
"f-frank. Why?!"
He demanded urgently
"no reason"
gerard put his hands up in a surrendering gesture
"I just like to know the names of the people I ask out to coffee" he smirked
"I....huh?"
Frank whispered timidly
"y-your asking me to c-coffee?"
He asked, confused.
"Well yeah. I want to apologize for scaring you"
gerard smiled and grabbed a pen.
"let me see your arm"
"WHY?!?"
Frank nearly screamed, covering his body protectively
"I just want to write my phone number"
gerard cautiously reached out and stroked franks shoulder. Frank slowly reached out his hand, letting gerard write the numbers on it.
"Call me when your shifts over"
gerard winked and casually walked out of the store.
his soup, long forgotten.

Notes

So yeah. Second fic. *high fives air*
kinda wanted to do something different sooooo.....

Comments

More?? X

@Raysfro
No problem.

Stitches Stitches
1/25/14

@Stitches
That's awesome!!!!!! THANK YOU

Raysfro Raysfro
1/25/14

Gerard somehow convinces Frank to come live with him, but Frank struggles to adjust to normal life and Gerard's friends, if he has any. Then Bob finds them and shit goes down. Yeah?

Stitches Stitches
1/25/14

Gerard somehow convinces Frank to come live with him, but Frank struggles to adjust to normal life and Gerard's friends, if her has any. Then Bob finds them and shit goes down. Yeah?

Stitches Stitches
1/25/14