I'll never let them hurt you, I promise

Frank-
i woke up because of loud snoring which sounded like it was coming from below me. i opened my eyes and sleepily scanned the unfamiliar room. where am i? i though before letting my eyes follow the snoring noise and seeing mikey laid on the floor with a blanket and a pillow. fuck i'm still at mikey's plus i've stole his bed, gosh i feel bad. i reach over for my phone and look at the time it's 2:30 am well it's definitely too late to go home now.
i scroll through my phone before realising i should let my mum know where i am, she will be worrying. wait there's already a text sent to her:
"mum, i'm sleeping round at mikey's. love frank "
oh i guess mikey must have text her for me. that's sweet.
i cant believe i feel asleep here and mikey's gave me him bed and resorted to sleeping on the floor. i can't believe i fell asleep on him when we were suppose to be hanging out. oh gosh.
i sit there for a few more minutes before letting my tongue dance around my dry mouth, it's only now that i realise how thirsty i am and i decide to go get a drink.
i move quietly out the bed and across the room, slowly opening the door and exiting as silently as possible not wanting to wake mikey. when i finally get out i head towards to kitchen, grab a glass and fill it with cold water. i take a drink "aarrrr" i say to myself loudly at the pleasure of watering my begging throat. i tun back in my steps and begin to head back for mikeys room, until, i small corridor catches my eye. being as nosey as i am i decide to follow this corridor and as i do i soon find myself being met with a door at the end of the hallway. the door has a red wooden "G" hanging on it and i assume it's Gerard's room.
That when any normal person would be like "ok that's Gerard's room now i shall go back to bed"
but oh no not me. not frank Iero, i'm not normal.
before i even realise it i have started pushing Gerard's door open, the small amount of light coming for the hallway behind me lights up the walls inside the room. all the walls are painted black but you can hardly tell because of all the white bits of paper stuck around. My curiosity soon gets the better of me and my legs carry me into the room without my permission. i walk close to the wall where it's laced in pieces of scarp paper and i lean in close to look at the sketches drawn on them. i hear a creek from behind me and i turn to see Gerard laid in his bed, i think he's asleep, well i hope he is. he has completely covered himself in the covers like a caterpillar in a cocoon, the only way i can tell its Gerard is by the thick black locks of hair which are messily sticking up out from the cover cocoon.
i looked back at the wall after realising that in fact he is asleep and continued looking through the pieces of paper, some are drawings, some painting some lyrics. wow he really is talented.
right i should go now.
However just as i am about to leave i hear Gerard stirring in his bed and i'm sure a mumble left his lips. once again my curiosity convinces me to go check it out. i walk over to the bed where a "the smiths" poster is hanging behind it and look down to see that Gerard had now pulled the covers away from him face. he's beautiful.
i moved a little closer as he began to talk in his sleep the only words i could really make out were
"mikey n...no not frank"
wait.
what
"Gerard" i said quite loud. louder then i had wanted to. i didn't even want to talk but i couldn't help it, he said my name. shit. Gerard's eyes fluttered slightly before opeing widely in shock
"frank!!"
"Gerard"
i froze. he froze. both of us shocked however my mind keeping its self on one thought and one thought only.
Gerard way was dreaming about me.

Notes

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