It's Hard to Say I Love You for the First Time (Frerard) *ON HOLD*

What? Oh My God! How the hell was I supposed to answer this? What if he is homophobic?! Holy Crap! I should have thought this threw!

"W-why?" I ask hoping he will say never mind.

"Because I-I was just w-wondering." He says quieter than he usually speaks.

"Oh, I just feel, um..." I say. By now we have topped walking and we are looking at each other. I can't concentrate with his freaking beautiful hazel orbs looking at me. I am so scared that he could tell I am lying but I really, REALLY hope he can't.

"Uncomfortable.... answering that.... I'm sorry Gerard." I say before walking slowly towards our houses.

Suddenly I feel something grab my arm and pull me back. My messenger bag goes flying off of my and I close my eyes thinking "I'm about to get punched."

When I open my eyes I see black. Not black from blacking out but a black hoodie. I look up slowly and see Gerard looking at me with caring eyes.

"Uhh....Umm," Is all my stupid brain can process and this is what comes out of my mouth.

Gerard slowly loosens his grip on me, and sighs letting my feel is warm coffee breath against my cheeks.

"I was just asking because.... I'm g-gay." He says looking anywhere but my eyes.

My eyes goes wide, and a swing of relief goes through my body knowing I am not the only one.

"R-really?" I ask a small smile creeping up onto my face.

"Y-yeah. I can understand if you don't want to hang out with me anymore. I just wanted to tell you before... never mind. " He says.

I can't hold it anymore and I jump onto Gerard wrapping my arms around his warm neck. I know I am going a little too far with this but I wrap my legs around his waist feeling the denim of his black jeans on my ankles as I lift them up. He stumbles back into the middle of the street.

"I'm gay too!" I squeal excitedly into his ear, maybe too loudly though.

I don't hear anything for a couple of seconds and I lean my head back to look at Gerard's face, but when I do. I get scared.

He eyes are wide, and his lips are parted.

"Oh my God Frankie! Move!" He screams as he pushes me back to the edge of the street. I shut my eyes super tight and am scared of when I hit the ground. My head hits the sidewalk but not too hard. I hear a loud smash or bang, and my eyes shoot open.

I see something I wish I had never ever had to encounter.

Gerard on the street bleeding from his head, and his body already bruising, and a car almost on top of him.

I do the only thing I can think of.

"GERARD!"

Notes

sorry!

boop.... WHY CANT THIS BOOK CALLED 'DRAWN' UPDATE!!!!! i love it so much and it wont update!