I don't feel like I'm strong enough

***Frank***
I watched as the beautiful black haired boy struggled to see if he knew me from somewhere. "Well, my name is Franklin, but you can call me Frank." I told him. He smiled at me and showed his tiny teeth. "I'm Gerard but you can call me Gerard." He said then giggled. It was a cute giggle, very feminine and high pitched. I sat down in the seat across from him. "You're kind of a smartass, you know that?" He giggled again and then leaned in and whispered "It's all part of my act." then winked. I laughed really loud at this and all of the hipsters shushed us and the barista glared at me. I stuck my tongue out at her. "You're very childish Frank." Gerard said and I looked at him with my eyebrows raised. "Hey, there you are, Gee!" I heard someone yell and the two boys who were walking with Gerard walked over to us. "Frank, this is Ray Toro." Gerard said and pointed to the guy with the big hair. "and this is my kid brother Mikey Way" he said and the awkward lanky boy gave a small wave. "Guys, this is Frank....." Gerard said and raised his eyebrows. "Iero." I said. "Frank Iero, gentlemen." He said and Ray and Mikey waved at me. "Well, Gee we've been here for hours I think we should head back to mine now" Gerard nodded and looked back at me. "Well it was nice meeting you, Frank. How come I've never seen you before?" He said. "I just moved here" I answered. He nodded. "Well I hope to see you again soon, you seem cool." He said and with that, he left with Ray and Mikey.

***Gerard***
As soon as Ray and Mikey showed up in the coffee shop, I felt sad. I knew I would have to leave Frank, my anonymous boy. If only they knew about the drawing, they probably would have let me stay longer.
When we got to Ray's I told Mikes I would meet him back at our house, and I went on a walk. I walked down past the town pond, past a few parks, and a shit ton of houses. It was weird thinking that one of these could be Frank's.As I was walking, a black limo drove past me. It was kind of weird, because we live in NJ, not LA, so we don't see limos too often, unless it's for the jersey shore. I brushed the thought off and kept walking. I was walking past yet another park when I saw Frank sitting on the swings. I felt a smile find it's way onto my face and walked toward him. I sat down on the swing next to him and he didn't notice. "Pondering the meaning of life?" I asked him and his head shot up. When he saw it was me, he relaxed. "What's wrong, Frank?" He shrugged his shoulders. "Nothing, you just scared me." I nodded my head and he stood up off the swings. "Well, Gee, I should probably head home. It's getting kinda dark." I smiled at him and he looked creeped out. "What?" I giggled. "You called me Gee."

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