No One Will Remember Your Name

NOTE: I think I might just do the whole story in franks point of view cause I have never done just one pov before and I just feel like it :PP

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When I woke up I could see I was in some sort of room I guess? I could see various posters of different bands and a desk in the far corner covered in what looks like papers. I also noticed a circler -still on the square side- window that was covered in dust but rays of the warm light still shone through the layers of dust. I went to tilt my head to the side but was hit with a wave of immense pain causing me to groan and move my head back to its original position.

I still wasn't quite sure where I was but I knew for sure it wasn't a hospital. May best guess was that I was in some one else's room. But I wasn't quite sure who's. The events that happened before I somehow ended up here where still a blur. All I could remember was running and hearing fast footsteps behind me. Wait the foot steps did seem to be moving faster then any human could ever move. Probably my head playing tricks on me. It tends to happen.

I heard footsteps approach the door of the room I was in and I was scared out of my life. What if some one wanted to kill me? I hid under the covers that gave my body warmth and hoped I wasn't going to die. I was even more scared when I heard the footsteps stop in front of the door and the door creak open. The footsteps had stopped but I was still scared so I kept hidden under the covers.

I heard a soft voice I vaguely remember call my name. I slowly removed my head from under the covers to see what was out there. I saw a head of raven black hair and a black coat followed by tight black skinny jeans. Then when I went back to the face I noticed who it was and I was 10 times more sacred then before.

Why him? why did I have to fall for the man I couldn't have? Why the man that my family would never let me have? He was just to perfect. So perfect that I couldn't have him. All I wanted to do was feel his lips against mine and live a happy life with him but I knew it would never happen.

I was pulled out of my daze by a voice I know knew all to well. "Frank?" I still didn't understand how he knew my name. "Frank?!" he was now waving his hand in front of my face and I jolted back a bit in surprise. "Morning sleeping beauty. Sleep enough?" he slightly laughed at his joke while I just stared at him. "Wha...... how long did I sleep?" was all my empty brain could think to say at this moment. "2 days..." WHAT?! two days?! Oh No mums gonna be freaking out and she is gonna call the cops soon and AHH! "LIFES SO HARD" I accidently screamed out loud. "What do you mean Frankie?" That name just gave me butterflies while he sat next to me.

I got out of the covers and sat next to him while taking a deep breath that came out more like a sigh. He just placed his hand on top of mine while lightly squeezing it. I could feel a small blush come to my face. NO FRANK! you cant have him so just..... And before I knew it I had my head in my hands while tears streamed down my cheeks. He placed his hand on my back while rubbing small circles.

I kept mumbling 'failure' 'I'm worthless' and things that where putting myself down. I heard Gerard shift slightly and when I opened my eyes that I never noticed I closed I found my self cuddled into Gerard's chest while I cried to myself. I felt safe here. In his arms. In the arms of the man I think I might just love. Why am I such a Fuck Up?

Notes

Title to 'Fuck Up' by Shane Dawson :3
Hope you guys enjoy and please comment I'm getting lonely :P
Magic out--