Frerard is Real

Gerard hung up the phone. He placed his phone back into his bag before clenching onto his mic. He sighed before running back onto stage. His eyes roamed around the crowd of fans. His heart was filled with intense love. He brushed his hair back before saying into the mic, “Keep running.” The fans threw their arms up high in response with a loud cheer. Some were crying, screaming, or just admiring the band. Gerard began to sing “Mama”. As the song reached its climax, he was caught in the moment. He threw his hair in every direction, he sang his heart out before running to Frank and planting a wet, long, kiss.
The crowd went wild. There were non-stop cheers and screaming. Frank slapped Gerard’s ass before Gerard returned to the center of the stage. As he continued to sing the lyrics, he realized something he hadn’t before-the fans love Frerard. They would support Frerard when others wouldn’t. So what was so bad about coming out?
Gerard’s voice faded off towards the ending. When the song ended, he chuckled into his mic. His voice echoed, “You wanna know something?”
The fans screamed in response as Gerard added, “Frerard is real.”

~

With sweat dripping down their backs, foreheads, and palms, Mcr packed their belongings into the back of their cars. Ray tossed his guitar into the back seat of his car, “That was fucking amazing! We should do this every week!”
Frank smiled as he laid his head on Gerard’s shoulder, “I enjoyed it.”
Gerard grinned.
Mikey kept his eyes on the ground, but he couldn’t help but to glance up to Gerard who didn’t notice.
Ray added, “And nice job with the kiss,” He laughed, “The crowd loved it! They really love Frerard.”
Gerard opened his mouth, but shut it quickly.
Ray hugged Gerard and then Frank before opening his car door, “Come on, Mikey. We better head back to the house.” He smiled at Frerard, “It was a great show.” Ray put in his ear phones, going into his own world.
Mikey weakly waved goodbye to Frank and Gerard before going around the car to driver’s seat. Gerard sighed before jogging over to Mikey, “Hey listen-”
Mikey shook his head, “We’ll talk about it some other time.” Before entering the car, Mikey shot a look at Gerard, "And that little stunt you pulled on stage was weak. Especially telling the fans Frerard was real. No one will take it seriously. Frerard is fiction to them, Gerard-get it through your head."
Gerard grabbed Mikey's arm, "If you're trying to hurt me, it's not going to work."
Mikey pulled away from his grasp, "You know damn well it's true."
"And you know damn well that we will never be together-we're brothers, and nothing more. You have a sick mind and I think you should get help."
Mikey clenched his hand into a fist, "Goodbye Gee." With the urge to punch something, Mikey plopped into the car and with no hesitation, burned rubber as he drove off.
Gerard stared into the car's distance. He tucked in his lips before turning to Frank, "Let's go home."

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