Save Me From My Self-Destruction

I was woken up by Mikey running back downstairs with about 3 more pillows, a blanket, a glass of water and a billion DVDs. Gerard got up to help, pulling his hand with him. I watched at Mikey crawled over the bed and placed the pillows around me and the blanket over the other cover I was under. Gerard got a DVD out and put it in his TV, turning the volume up slightly. I smiled when I realised it was Return Of The Jedi. Mikey handed me the glass of water.
“How many glasses do I need?” I asked.

“Lots.” Mikey patted my head softly and got under the covers with me. I sipped my water and put it on the night stand. Gerard got in on my other side, pulling the covers up. He also helped me sit up a little more, so I could see the TV. I smiled lazily and held the cover. I watched the movie, as Gerard and Mikey did the same. I had a short attention span, thanks to my ADHD, so I ended up watching the rain make patterns on the tiny window. Mikey saw me look away, as he held my jaw and turned my head back to the screen “Watch, child!” he laughed.
“I have ADHD, so what?” I smiled.

“Shhh! It’s the good part!” Gerard said. Mikey squeezed my cheeks gently, making an ‘aww’ noise.

“Looks like I have both Way brothers after me, huh?” I whispered. Mikey blushed, and watched the movie. Gerard’s cheeks were pink too, he must have heard me. As much as I love the Ways, if they were fucking with me (calling me cute like a puppy) there would be hell to pay. “Don’t fuck with me about it.” I whispered. Mikey smiled and held me closer, as if he was protecting me.

“I’m not.” He whispered. I blushed, holding the blanket closer.

“You think I’m cute?” I asked shyly.

“Who doesn’t? Of course I do.” Mikey smiled.

“Lots of people don’t think I’m cute.”

“Everyone I know thinks you’re moderately to extremely cute.”

“Don’t fuck with me.” I huffed.

“I think you’re cute.” Gerard interrupted, turning away from the screen.

“You both think I’m cute?” I asked.

“Yes.” Both of them nodded.

“Do you have a crush on me?” I asked. “Any of you?”

“Maybe.” Gerard smirked and shrugged.

“Just tell me!” I whined. “No one’s ever had a crush on me…and I’m fifteen! I think it’s about time someone told me they had a crush on me!”

“Okay, okay.” Mikey patted my head. “Gerard does.”

“He’s- what? He’s nearly four years older than me…” Gerard stared at Mikey, and then at me, blushing. Gerard pulled me into his lap by my shoulders. I groaned “Ugh, Gerard.”

“Shh, I’m sorry.” He sat me up and stroked my hair. Mikey smiled, Gerard smiled back and I just put my head on Gerard’s chest. “Do you wanna be boyfriends?” Gerard whispered to me. I nodded quickly.

“Yeah.” I said back, smiling. Gerard stroked my back softly, lulling me into sleep. I tried to stay awake, but I ended up asleep before the film was over.
I slept for a long time, because when I woke up, Mikey was upstairs, Gerard was drawing and from what I could gather, Mrs Way was home.
I yawned and sat up. “Gee?”

“Frankie.” Gerard replied, almost a whisper. He didn’t turn around from his desk.

“What time is it?” I yawned, stretching.

“Almost two.” Gerard replied.

“I should tell my mum where I am.” I got up, swaying. Gerard heard me, as he turned around and came over. He helped me stand up, holding my waist with one hand and my hips with the other.

“You’re so weak, Frank.” Gerard stated. I nodded.

“I know. I can’t feel my legs.” I mumbled back. Gerard picked me up and carried upstairs to the living room.

“Where’s your cell?” He asked quietly.

“In my jeans in Mikey’s room.” I answered breathlessly.

“Jeez, Frankie.” He mumbled, putting my down on the sofa. I grabbed for him weakly, getting hold of his hair. I pulled it gently and whined. Gerard leaned forwards and kissed my forehead. “Frank, you’re really hot.”

“Ngh.” Was all I could say I was so tired and weak. Gerard stroked my head.

“I’ll be right back, okay?” he got up, making me let go of his hair. I watched him through heavy eyes, as he left. I wanted to curl up, but I could hardly move. I heard Gerard running up to Mikey’s room, then back down again. He ran into the living room, with my phone.
Gerard kneeled next to me, stroking through my hair. “Do you wanna phone you mum or should I?”

“I’ll do it….” I mumbled. Gerard passed me my phone. I took it and dialled her number. It rang for a few seconds before-

“What, Frank?” My mum said, harshly.

“I’m staying at-“ I paused to breathe. “Mikey and Gerard’s house for a few days.”

“Okay.” Was the reply I got.

“I dunno when I’ll be back, but I will. Bye.” I ended the call before I got an answer. Gerard took my phone and place it on the floor. He picked me up and sat down, placing me on his lap. I curled up, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his sides, and rested my head on his shoulder.
“Gerard, honey, where’s your brother?” I heard Mrs Way ask from the door.

“Upstairs.” Gerard answered, pressing his fingers on my spine gently.

“Thanks.” She went to go upstairs, but she turned back. “Who’s this hun?”

“It’s Frank, mom.” Gerard giggled “Different hair though.”

I’d forgot I dyed my hair black since I last saw Mrs Way. I smiled. “Hi, Mrs Way.”

“Hey, I thought you was Mikey’s friend.” She laughed.

“He is, but he’s also my boyfriend.” Gerard replied. I blushed at the word ‘boyfriend’.

“Congrats. But if I hear sex noises at three in the morning, there will be hell to pay.” She chuckled.

I blushed even more.

“Don’t worry about it. He’s not feeling great today so there won’t be any.” Gerard patted my back, gently.

“What’s the matter with him?”

“Just dizzy.” I said, almost yawning.

“Feel better soon.” Mrs Way said, going upstairs.

I smiled and buried my face in Gerard’s neck. Gerard sighed and made patterns on my back, humming. I smiled and hummed back, playing with Gerard’s hair. I just sat in his lap for a while, until I felt something poke my thigh. I mumbled and shifted a bit “Gee?”

“Sorry Frankie.” Gerard moved me off and onto the sofa. “I gotta go to the bathroom.”

I mumbled “Okay.” And curled up on the sofa. Gerard got up and went to the bathroom. I sat up weakly. I needed a drink. I stood up, my knees shaking. I went dizzy, but I stayed standing. I wandered into the kitchen.

I got a glass out if the cupboard and turned the tap on. I stood at the sink, waiting for the tap to run cold. I was so dizzy, I almost fainted. When the water was cold, I filled my glass up. I turned the tap off and turned to go back in the living room. I heard Gerard come out of the bathroom, so I tried to get to the living room before he did. I walked as best and fast as I could to the living room. Gerard caught up with me “Frank, what are you doing?”

“G-getting a drink.” I mumbled breathlessly. Gerard put on arm around me and took the glass from me. I felt unstable and woozy. I held onto Gerard tightly “G-gonna f-fai-“ I blacked out completely. I couldn’t see or feel anything. I could hear Gerard freaking out, and I wanted to tell him that I was okay and that I was gonna be okay. But I couldn’t move or see or feel anything.

“Mom! Frank’s gone all floppy! He fainted!” Gerard shouted. Mrs Way came running down the stairs, Mikey following her.

“Shit. I’ll drive you to the hospital.” She said, as Mikey put the glass of water in the sink. Gerard picked me up, I could hear him crying. I found the energy to grab for him, mumbling. I still couldn’t see much, as it was dark and blurry, but I got hold of Gerard’s shirt.

“It’s okay, Frank, it’s okay.” Gerard sobbed, getting in the car with Mikey and Mrs Way. The car started and pulled out of the drive. Gerard petted my hair, and held me close. I could hear his heat beating in his chest, it was fast. Gerard held me close, as I started to get my sight back. I reached up weakly and wiped his cheek. He smiled and I tried to smile back. “You’re gonna be okay.” Gerard said as Mrs Way pulled up at the hospital.

“Will you boys be okay?” She asked. “In the hospital? I need to get some more fuel for the car.”

“We’ll be okay.” Gerard said, picking me up and getting out. Mikey followed us. Gerard carried me into the reception. “Excuse us.” He said to a nurse.

“How can I help?” She asked.

“My boyfriend is anorexic. He fainted, and he can’t stand up.” Gerard explained. Mikey nodded.

“Oh, I have a spare room for you. Follow me.” She led us through some hallways quickly. Gerard was still upset, as he was crying a little.

“It’s okay, Frankie, you’re gonna get better.” He said quietly.

She stopped at a door and opened it, leading us in. “Put him on the bed.” She ordered.
Gerard did so and sat next to me and Mikey sat on the chair by the bed.

“I’m just going to check him over, okay?” She kneeled on the edge of the bed, leaning over me. “Can you hear me?” she asked. I nodded. “Can you see?”
I nodded.
“Can you speak?”

I didn’t know. I tried “Y-yea-h.” My voice sounded awful.

“Warm.” She stated, her hand on my forehead, “He’s above body temperature.” She cupped my jaw. “Open your mouth hun.” I did so. She looked in my mouth for a few minutes. “Nothing wrong in there.”

Gerard visibly relaxed a little.

“I need to weigh you.” The nurse told me. I nodded. “Can you stand up for me?” she asked.
I sat up as she moved off the bed. I feebly swung my legs down to the floor. Gerard watched, biting his lip. I stood up, my knees automatically going out from under me, making me collapse onto the floor. Gerard, Mikey and the nurse helped me up, making me stand straight. I smiled at them.
“How long has he been like this?” the nurse asked.

“Since he woke up this morning.” Gerard answered. Mikey smiled at me, he was holding most of my weight. I smiled at him.

“Come on, Frank, gonna walk with us okay?” She said sweetly. I nodded and took an unsteady step. Gerard stood at the same time as Mikey, helping me. They walked me to the scales in the corner. I stumbled a few times, Gerard or Mikey catching me as the nurse guided me towards the scales. I didn’t wanna know my weight. When we got there, I felt a little stronger.
“On the scales, okay?” the nurse helped me on. She let go and my knees wobbled. I saw Gerard step forwards, but I stayed standing. The needle moved around for a bit, before landing on 87. I frowned. Gerard bit his lip and Mikey’s eyes looked sad. I stepped off as the nurse wrote it down. “I’m sorry, Frank, but you’re gonna have to stay here for a while.”

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