The amount of pills I'm taking, counteracts the booze I'm drinking

Gerard-
The sunlight is blinding this morning, i think to myself as i roll over on the sofa. my back is absolutely killing me but i'm too tired to get up. i close my eyes again trying to get some more sleep but its no use my brain is already awake. i sit up slowly glancing around the room and blink a few times as i look over at the window giving my eyes time to adjust to the light. i wonder what time it is, i pick my phone up * 9:54 *
Ten in the morning that's late for me but mikey's probably still asleep, he's lazy.
Maybe frank's awake. oh shit last night. how could i have forgotten? i should probably go say sorry for my actions, i feel my cheeks warm up a little as i remember, i'm i blushing? i think slightly giggling to myself
i get up, running my hand through my hair and making my way to my bedroom. i glance into the kitchen smiling at last nights memory before reaching for my door handle. i open it slowly in case Frankie's sill asleep, i glance around the empty room. he's gone.
What the hell? has he left already?
i could of at least giving him a lift home he probably had to walk. anyway i stroll into the bedroom and walk over to the messy un-made bed and lay down in the same place where Frankie had slept.
Gerard don't you dare,
don't you dare start getting feelings for this boy. i think to myself
but i just smile at myself, i cant help it.
i look down at my body, i'm still wearing my clothes from yesterday, i should shower, i grab clean clothes and head into the bathroom. i shower quickly, dry and get dressed. i make my way back to my bedroom in an extremely good mood, maybe i should write some lyrics today i think to myself, yeah i think i will, i haven't wrote any in ages.
i sit down at my desk. wait. what
picking up my very old notebook which has "i brought you my bullets you brought me your love" scribbled on the front of it. why is this out? i haven't worked on it or even looked and it in a very long time.
Has Frankie been looking through my things? i flick through the pages, reading some of the lyrics which bring back painful memories.
I wasn't even myself when i wrote these. god has Frankie actually been reading these, he's going to think i'm completely crazy, that's probably why he left so early.
I suddenly get a massive urge to explain myself to Frankie. i cant let him think i'm crazy. i need to tell him.
without even thinking i slide my converse on followed by my jacket, i pick my cars keys up and head out the door. i'm driving, what am i doing? i cant just show up at his house, turn around. NO i've got to explain that i'm not crazy, i argue with myself until i'm parked up outside Frankie house.
Fuck it.
i jump out of the car and march towards the house i bang loudly on the front door.

Frank's POV-
I'd just gotten out of the shower when i heard a loud knocking on the door, oh well my parents will answer it, oh wait they've gone to their bible reading group or something. fuck. i quickly throw on some boxers and jeans followed by a shirt. the knocks increase and become louder before i run down the stairs and throw the door open.
It's Gerard
why the hell is he here? fuck
I don't even get the chance to say anything before he starts talking in a quick, rushed tone of voice. "i'm not crazy" is his first statement.
i'm not going to lie turning up at someone's house and shouting the fact that your not crazy into their face does seem like a thing crazy person would do.
I could tell Gerard started to panic when i didn't reply because he stumbled forward as he spoke. "i know you saw them lyrics" he starts "but they're like a year old"
he walked in through the door, just inviting himself inside, i reach around him and close the door after him. He continues " i was in a bad place when i wrote them" his eyes look down at mine with a sort of pleading look in them "but i'm not in that bad place any more Frankie"
Why is he telling me this, is it because i was snooping around in his room. i knew i shouldn't have. Gerard doesn't stop talking, he's saying everything to convince me he's not crazy, but i don't think he's crazy anyway, all i'm thinking right now is how fucking sexy he is.
his long black hair swept slightly over one eye, he's not even not wearing eye liner today but he still looks hot. he's still speaking really quickly, my eyes slowly lower down his face to look at his peachy pink lips.
That feeling in my stomach ripples through my body again, i hear him about to finish speaking with "Frankie i swear i'm not cra" but i interrupt him as i'm overpower with lust and lunge myself towards him, wrapping my hand around the back of his head and pulling him into me as i kiss his lips.
he immediately kissed me back very intensely and passionate, i felt his tongue gently brush over my bottom lip before pushing it into my mouth, i felt his tongue roll over mine a few times and a small moan left my lips. i have never been kissed like this before.
Gerard pulled away, i was slightly disappointed when he did but he then suddenly started kissing the space between my shoulder and ear, another small moan left my lips as i tilted my head backwards giving his lips easier access to my neck.
After a few moments of his lips kissing and sucking on the skin on my neck he moved back up to my lips. i kissed him more forcefully now, wrapping one of my hands around his back and pulling him closer to me. i hear a few muffle moans coming for Gerard as we continue to kiss passionately, i move my lips a tiny bit lower and suddenly grab his bottom lip with my teeth playfully, i tug at his lip a little before kissing him again, this made him moan out.
oh god his moans were turning me on so much
I felt Gerard's hand running from the top of my back down to my butt, i suddenly become really nervous but he soon started making his way back up to the back of my neck, he held my head in place as he kissed me deeply and as i moan out again i felt his strong arms pushing my body backwards, with my eyes shut i stumbles slightly before my hitting the wall behind me.

Gerard's kisses started becoming more forceful as he placed his hands on the wall one on either side of my head, my breathing increased and my chest started to pump quickly.
he ran his hand up the front of my chest until they were on my neck he grabbed the bottom of my chin and made me tilt my head back against the wall. He moved his lips back down to my neck again, he soon found my sweat spot and as he bit down on the skin i groaned out loudly.
he pressed his body against mine and trapped me between him and the wall.
i was definitely hard now and i was nervous in case he could feel it, we were extremely close.
Gerard started moving his hand down from my chin down to my chest, them my stomach and down to the waist band of my jeans, they weren't even fastened or zipped up as i was rushing to get dressed, i felt his hand slid down into my jeans and run over the erection in my boxers, i moan out extremely loud, i want him, he starts kissing my lips again as his hand slowly strokes over my erection only the material of my boxers stopping skin-to-skin contact.
Then suddenly a car door slams shut out side the house, i push Gerard off me quickly. "shit my parents"

Notes

Frerard!
sorry about any spelling mistakes as always
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