Chapter Thirty Two: But you're beautiful to me.

"Man, did you have to make me do that much before lunch? I just want to lie here and sleep." Gerard chuckled sleepily, turning his head on a pillow to face Frank.

"Hey I could've kept going." Frank muttered laughing quietly.

"When does your mum get back?" Gerard muttered.

"In about an hour." Frank replied, moving his hand to stroke Gerard's slightly damp face.

"Oh so that means either another hour of sex - on and off of course jeez I couldn't go for an hour straight!" He chuckled softly, "an hour of sleep or an hour of random bollocks?" Gerard asked, laughing lightly.

"Basically yeah, or we can go eat. Then play video games and when my mum comes in she'll suspect absolutely nothing." Frank grinned, chuckling as Gerard tried to make a decision.

"Hmm, food and video games I guess." He laughed before lazily rolling out of Frank's bed, grabbing his underwear and putting them on as he stood up to find his jeans and shirt that Frank had thrown off the bed.

The two boys wandered down the stairs, now fully dressed and spent a short while filling their faces before they jumped onto the sofa and began playing on Frank's PS3. Shortly after they had begun playing on the PS3, Frank's mother wandered through the door shouting, "Hi you two, I'm off to get some sleep for a bit so keep it down please?" and carried on wandering her way up the stairs too her room.

"Told you." Frank muttered, concentrating on the game they were playing.

"I can't believe we just completed that." Gerard laughed as Frank turned off the PS3.

"I know, I didn't even hear my mum leave." Frank laughed, sitting back down next to Gerard. "You know, now she's gone, we can pick up where we left off." Frank growled quietly, crawling the short distance between himself and Gerard and climbing up to sit upon Gerard's lap. The grin on his face made it seem as though he was a small child sat upon Father Christmas's knee rather then a hormonal teenager sat on his boyfriends lap.

"Your cute when you want sex you know." Gerard chuckled at Frank's puppy dog eyes.

"I'll take that as a compliment." Frank giggled before snuggling up to Gerard's chest, placing his head in the crevice of his neck and wrapping his arms around his shoulders.

"I wonder if this'll work." Gerard muttered before standing up, sliding both his arms beneath Frank to support his weight. Frank squealed in horror for a split second before wrapping his arms around Gerard's neck tightly.

"Please don't drop me Gee." Frank stuttered, clinging to Gerard's body.

"I won't!" Gerard chuckled, walking from the sofa up the stairs and into Frank's room whilst cradling him against his chest.

"You okay?" Gerard asked, placing Frank down gently on his bed.

"Yeah," Frank looked up, "just tell me the next time your going to do that." Gerard laughed and sat down next to him, pulling him close against his chest.

"I missed you before Gee." Frank mumbled into Gerard's chest.

"I'm sorry Frankie, I just thought it was for the best. I mean, well," Gerard paused, "Ray gave me the idea, but he was right." Gerard looked down, avoiding Frank's gaze.

"Ray told you to stay away from me?" Frank asked.

"Well, not like that, he just thought it would be for the best to lay low for a while, you know, till things settled down." Gerard looked at Frank and smiled kindly.

"Oh right." Frank muttered.

"Don't you be getting any bad ideas about Ray," Gerard spoke softly, "he's been a really good friend for me, before. Did he tell you about-" Gerard paused, "no he probably didn't."

"Didn't tell me what?" Frank sat up, curious.

"Erm, well, promise you won't get mad?" Gerard looked down momentarily. "I got really drunk, and well, I went round to Bert's house and I, I kinda beat the crap out of him." Gerard chuckled lightly, reminiscing about the day his fist had greeted Bert's face.

"When?" Frank exclaimed.

"Just before I started to keep my distance," Gerard mumbled, "Ray sobered me up and made me see sense."

"Oh." Frank mumbled, curling back up to Gerard's chest. "Is that why he wasn't at school for those two weeks?" He asked quizically.

"Yeah, that was my fault." Gerard laughed and kissed Frank's forehead.

"Good." Frank muttered, wrapping his arms around Gerard's neck.

"Haha look at you going into bitch mode!" Gerard chuckled as Frank bottom lip began to stick out. "Aww c'mon kid you know I didn't mean it like that." Gerard smiled sweetly before kissing Frank's lips to stop him pouting.

"I know you didn't, but I knew you'd kiss me if I stuck my lip out." Frank whispered, pushing Gerard onto his back and biting his bottom lip. Slowly, Frank moved his hand down Gerard's chest until he reached the top of his jeans of which is when he slipped his hand beneath, gliding it across Gerard's crotch. Gerard moaned softly into their kiss and grabbed Frank's hand before he could remove it from his jeans, thrusting it back so his hand was clamped firmly on Gerard's crotch. Smiling Frank slowly squeazed his hand, laughing softly as Gerard groaned into his mouth.

"Well my gun fires

seven different shades of shit,

So what's your favorite color, punk?" Frank whispered into Gerard's ear softly. Gerard smiled back at the smaller boy before throwing him over onto his back, making it so that Gerard was now leaning over Frank.

"Can I tell you something Frank?" Gerard's lips curled upwards into a sweet smile as he asked his question.

"Go ahead." Frank grinned, his silver lip ring shining brightly in the light.

"I wrote you a song." Gerard laughed lightly at his words.

"What? For me?" Frank asked, taken aback.

"Yeah, for you," Gerard smiled sweetly, "I made a piano part for it and everything." He laughed at the spiky haired boys surprise.

"Really? Can you play it for me?" Frank asked, suddenly excited as he sat upright.

"Erm, yeah I suppose ... if you promise not to laugh though." Gerard blushed slightly embarrassed.

"Of course I won't laugh!" Frank exclaimed, sliding away from beneath Gerard to pull his electric keyboard out from underneath his bed. He set up the device on its stand and moved it so it was placed in front of Gerard who was sat patiently on the bed.

"Play away Beethoven." Frank giggled before sinking back down onto his bed, sitting far enough away from the other boy to give him some space but close enough so he could see Gerard's face. Slowly Gerard began to ease into the piece he had written, softly singing the words to Frank's song - The World Is Ugly. After a few minutes Gerard ended the piece and took a deep breath, turning slowly to see a tear trickling down Frank's pale face.

"That was ..." Frank trailed off, lost for words at the beauty of the song and piece Gerard had written.

"Awesome?" Gerard laughed at the spiky haired boys usual sentence.

"Better then awesome," Frank looked deep into Gerard's eyes smiling, "that was ... that's the sweetest thing anybody's ever done for me Gerard." A fresh tear rolled down Frank's cheek.

"Hey, it wasn't that good." Gerard chuckled, moving so he was sat directly opposite Frank and wiped the tear away using his sleeve.

"It really was Gerard." Frank smiled before wrapping both his arms around Gerard and squeezing them tightly.

"Thank you Gerard," he whispered, "I love you."

"Haha it's okay, and I love you too." Gerard whispered back, wrapping one arm around Frank and using the other to softly stroke his hair. The two sat in silence for awhile, their arms wrapped around one another calmly.

"Don't leave me Gerard." Frank whispered, squeezing Gerard tighter.

"What the...? Why would I leave you Frank? I wouldn't even if I had a choice! Somehow I think you'd put up a fight if I was hypnotised into leaving you aswell." Gerard laughed, pulling his head back to look at Frank. "Hey don't fret baby," Gerard whispered as Frank began to look worried, "I'm not leaving you, ever!" Gerard spoke softly, taking hold of Frank's face in both his hands.

"I-I know but ... I can't help but get worried about you," Frank sighed, snuggling his cheek into Gerard's open palm, "not after him." Gerard froze.

"You mean you don't trust me?" Gerard whispered, waiting for Frank to look up into his eyes.

"Of course I trust you Gee ... but there's just a little bit of me that worries about what you might be doing with someone else." Frank sighed, looking up into Gerard's saddened eyes.

"There will never be someone else Frank. Ever." Gerard spoke calmly, staring into Frank's soft brown eyes. Frank smiled weakly at him before returning the two boys back to their previous state - arms wrapped around one another.

"I know Gerard." He whispered softly into the tall boys long, dark locks of hair.