You're someone you're not

We exited the venue Frank's arm wrapped around my waist and mine around his shoulder. I think we were actually keeping each other up and not in the romantic since of it. The crowd got pretty into it. Not that I cared.
"I love you so much" I grinned at Frank. I ment it but I made it sound normal. Honestly I am too scared to flat out tell him. Frank beamed and put his head on my shoulder.
It all would have been perfect, More than perfect if that is even possible, If it weren't for the cameras. It started with a flash or two I didn't really pay much attention to it. Maybe they were taking a group photo or a piture of the headline. But like a stampede two turned into twenty and then it was like someone flipped on a strobe light.
I couldn't see anything. I could only feel. I felt Frank jump away from me in record speed. I knew he had to but it still stung. There was so much choas and people yelling I barely heard Frank's voice calling my name.
I followed the sound almost tripping down the stairs as the paparazzi kept at their blinding speed shots. I thought I was going to throw up. I felt dizzy and I couldn't see Frank and all the bliss from what felt like hours ago but was probably only seconds was gone. Shock fear that's all I could think of.
Someone grabbed my jacket sleeve. I pulled away at first out of instinct.
"Gerard!" Frank hissed pulling me towards him. Suddenly we were in his car speeding away. I still couldn't see anything but white.
"What the hell was that?!" I put my head in my hands trying to control myself. I was just shaking and gasping for breath. Fuck are my lungs even working?
"Assholes. Fuck" Frank swirved the car probably in attempt to get away from more paparazzis.
"Gee baby are you alright?" Frank's voice was soft with concern. I looked up. All I could see was a grimace on his face. He swirved again I put my head back down again.
"I think I'll be fine. Just get us the fuck out of here" I groaned. Frank's hand was on my shoulder lightly messaging it.
"I am so sorry Gerard this is not how I wanted this to go, at all" Frank's voice was a mixture of disapointment self loathing and anger.
"It's ok Frankie" I looked up the vision was better only small spots in the corners. I rubbed my eyes. We were actually really close to the white house.
When we got inside I immeditally wrapped my arms around Frank. He smelt nice like sweat and cigarettes.
"Thank you. Thank you. I'm sorry for freaking out on you. It's was just a lot." I mummbled into his shoulder. He tightened his grip on me.
"Gerard you never have to apologies to me about that. Ever. I'm sorry it kinda turned to shit I wanted it so be really nice but..." Frank sighed pulling away.
"No Frank it was fucking fantastic let's not let those asshats ruin our night ok?" I leaned forward and kissed Frank lightly on the lips. He kissed back with more pressure. Something about the way Frank's lips felt against mine made me want to run a marthon, write a million love songs, and just really breathe for the first time. And none of it makes since and that was the beauty in it.
"Mmm babe will you wait for me in my room for a minute I have to tell the sercurity about what happened" Frank brushed his thumb across my cheekbone. God, I love him. I bit my lip from saying right then and there pretty unceremonious huh? I nodded and wandered off down the hall to his room if I could even find it.
I did and a few minutes later Frank entered reassuring me that 'everything had been fixed'.
And even dispite everything it wasn't like we just weren't going to have sex. No way we are two horny teenage boys. And soon the sound of slick skin on slick skin was echoing throughout Frank's room. Well that and Frank's moans and my wimpers. And the creeking of the bed as Frank thrust into me over and over again. And then nothing as I bit down Frank's shoulder and released and he gasped filling me up.
"Oh my god" Frank said resting his head on my chest. I watched his head rise and fall as I panted.
"Yeah that was really good," I looked at Frank. He looked so beautiful like this the moonlight shining on his face highlighting his perfect bone structure the corners of his lips turned up.
"Hey Frank?" I took a deep breath. He looked up at me with his big hazel eyes.
"Hmm?" He put his chin on my chest looking up at me with the most dazzling smile you wouldn't believe. My heart fluttered.
"I love you" I said slowly tasting each word as they rolled of my tongue, feeling the weight slowly lift off my shoulders. It felt so right. I didn't even care if he laughed at me (that's bullshit, I'd probably cry) as long as I could have right now that's all I needed.
Frank responded by pressing his lips to my chest lightly.
" I was just thinking the same thing about you" He sighed.
"Will you say it?" I asked shyly.
"Of course. Gerard, I'm in love with you." Frank declared.
We were like that for a long time snuggling naked Frank's head on my chest and my arms around him going back and forth repeating the same three silly words to each other so much that they started sounding deformed and twisted.
"I lo-" Frank started.
"Shh" I pushed my lips to his then rolled over and fell asleep.

Notes

fluff fluff everywhere!

Anyways I ment to say this last time we broke 100 (102 to be exact) But like holy shit you guys actually enjoy this fucking mess of words? Its so strange to think that 102 people actually like this story to the point where you sign up to read it more. Idk that kinda crazy. I'm weird.

So hello all you people you are cool