ill swear to fucking santa clause! if you don't tell me how bad i am.

*Gerards pov

we where still in the hallway, frankie held close to me, his head on my shoulder. i felt the fabric on my shoulder getting slightly damp and frankie started shaking…
"frankie?" the only thing i got in response was a long shaky sob. why is he crying? is he okay? did i hurt him? oh god please tell me i didn't. was the thought's that went through my mind with full speed.
i pulled him of me holding his head out in front of me. he sobbed again. "oh frankie!" was the only thing i could state at that moment, he was now crying, with tears drowning his eyes and flowing down is cheeks for full speed.
"sweet heart?" oh fuck me i didn't just do that!!!
frankie looked me in the eyes almost like searching for something. his eyebrows then went close together and he frowned. no please don't! don't be sad!!!
i took him in again carefully holding him in my arms.

*Franks pov

OH GOD, OH MY FUCKING GOD!!! had i missed him. he had ben away. had he tried to escape me? he was away for to long! i couldn't handle that. i had missed him so fucking much. he was all i thought about, the last days i had ben sleeping unwell and i kept thinking of the perfect curve his upper lip does the cute little nose of his, the gorges eyebrows, his full lashes and most of all his mesmerizing eyes. those orangey coffee like orbs with a hint of green. god did i mis those.
just his whole wonderfully well made face! his hair the black full stands the bangs going away from his forehead.
he he'd me close. then every thing fell back in… i remembered how it was not to have a friend, that hurt as hell. then i got a friend, then i lost that friend and that struck me like a fucking lightning! i thought i had lost the one and only gerard way just because my dick found him completely utterly stunning and it had to make a little show!
i had went through a lot of crap without a friend… getting bullied, not being abel to talk to someone… shit like that.
then i met gerard and the same fucking day we fuck it up!

i felt it as he was holding and i was holding back, i felt my emotions taking over and my mind collapsing into a deep mumble about regret, loss, forgiveness, love. just a big puddle of emotion which my eyes started showing.
i tried to keep it down, then gerard started talking to me and actually confirming the tight embrace i was in.
i tried to answer, failed and made him even more aware of i was now a sobbing mess between his arms.
"oh frankie" i then found myself angry cause i let him see how fucking fragile i am and he now probably thinks I'm a whip to!
i started now crying like a fucking maniac and the tears rose down my cheeks…
the next thing i know he is calling me what? what? "sweet heart" and i just flipped it. i was stunned. did. he. just. call. ME. that?!!!
he slung his arms around me after a little moment of fright passed through his face and i hold him as close as i could.

"i missed you" i murmured out. my voice muffled by his neck.
he took me off him again and hold my hips. i felt warm going through me when i flamed his hand tight around my hips and duck his fingers in the martial of my jeans.
"oH, shit i missed you to!" he replied with a little shaky voice.
"Huh? but i thought you tried to avoid me!"
"OH no honey" fuck he did it again. i had to stop my self from lounging in at him and knocking him to the floor with me on top and making a total drama.
he stopped in his tracks once again with a slight look of fright in his eyes.
"thank god missed you so much baby!" i exclaimed a little to fast for myself to a knowledge that i just called him "baby" and i found my self being with a scared look on my face.
he just grinned at me and … the bell rung! that fucking bell! urgh. i was just in a perfect haze and then that fucking hell of a siren had to ruin it all.

Notes

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