And You Don't Know A Thing About This Life

Gerard's POV

Oh god. I tried to act unconcerned, but I failed as my voice croaked through the phone. "B-but when you hide, someone's got to find you, sweetheart."

"That's not true. Remember when I visited your house? The man and his son weren't looking for me, and my ma assumed I was alright. No one had to find me, and they couldn't care less about where I've gone."

"Frankie, I bet you a million dollars that they had asked you where you'd been."

"They asked but they didn't care. They don't care about me, no one does. I don't have friends, you just pitied me to pretend to be my friend. You don't care. I don't think you do. I'm not going to ask, cause you'll say you do but you won't mean it."

"Frank, look. I understand completely."

" No you don't, you've never lost your dad and lost all contact with your mom."

"You're right, I never had my mom move to a different country and leave me behind. But I did have her...disappear . I know what it's like, but it's not the end. Frank, I've been through hell and back."

"But you're important."

"And you are beautiful. Frank...I've said this a million times, and it needs to be heard a million more."

"What do you got to say?"

"I love you."

Notes

Sorry for shitty and sad updates :/ oh whale