Do you miss me? 'Cause i miss you

"Gerard it's 2014 you just need to get over this, it doesn't matter anymore " What does she know? It does still matter and I can't just get over it. Tomorrow it will be one year since My Chemical Romance broke up, one fucking year! That band was my life, my family and now its gone. I loved it and i loved Ray, Mikey and Frank, especially Frank. You see we had this 'stage act' where i would kiss him blah blah blah well the fans loved it, i loved it. We dated for a while but we had to break up because we were getting too distracted from the band, yes it was a mutual decision and no it didn't change anything. I just wish we could of worked things out, y'know after the break up.
"I cant just get over it!" I snap. "That band was my fucking life, it meant everything to me." Yes i'm angry but i have a reason to be."You would never understand." Me and Lindsey have been fighting a lot recently, i guess you could say our marriage was breaking down. Yeah i love Lindsey but I wasn't in love with her. I was in love with someone else, i was I was in love with Frank Iero.
"For fucks sake Gerard, you can be an asshole sometimes." Wow thanks. You know what I don't care what she thinks anyway. She doesn't give a shit about my feelings so why should I give a shit about hers.
"Well maybe if you wasn't such a a bitch" Shit I probably shouldn't of said that, oh well. "You don't give a shit about my feelings." I'm really not in the mood to argue but i can't let this slide, what she said was wrong and it hurt.
"Gerard!" Here she goes "I do give a shit about your feelings, your'e just a twat sometimes. You still seem more interested in that stupid band." How fucking dare she? "and you hardly ever show any interest in me. You know what sometimes i wonder if you still love me." I wonder that to. "I don't know what you want anymore, I don't know you anymore." There is so much I want to say to her, well probably shout but that will just make things worse. "I',m going to bed, you can join me when you've decided to grow the fuck up." she turns to go upstairs to bed.
"I'm gonna sleep on the sofa." I'm too pissed off to even look at her never mind sleep in the same bed.
"Fine, do as you please." That's what I intend on doing. I'm 37 not 3 and i can do what i want.


I wake up the next morning, the one year anniversary of the break up, and Lindsey is in the kitchen cooking breakfast. I must admit it smells great and I'm starving
"You're not gonna spend today crying over that fucking band, are you?" She shouts from the kitchen. Bitch. I thought she would of just accepted the fact that i'm gonna be upset today but obviously not.
"Gerard i'm being serious, don't spend today moping about because I son't be very happy if you do." Does she not understand, stupid cow.
"I'm going out, i'll be back later." I say as I stand up off the sofa "Or maybe I won't, it's not like you'd give a fuck anyway." I'm being serious, I don't know if i will come back or not.
"You know what Frank you can come back later but it will be to collect all your stuff because i can't fucking cope like this anymore. We're over." Wow I didn't think she had the guts to do that but to be honest i don't really care anymore, I would of ended up breaking up with her eventually anyway. It's not like we would of lasted much longer the way things were going.I walk out of the house, unlocking my car and climbing in the driver's seat. I start up the car and just drive, I don't know where I just let my subconscious mind take control. About 20 minutes later I pull up outside a house, Frank's house. Shit, how and why am i here? But before I could answer myself i find myself knocking on Frank's door. Fuck. I hear movement in the house and the door swings open.
"Gerard?" Shit it's Frank. I just stand there looking into his eyes, his beautiful eyes. "Are you okay?" I shake my head and just break into tears on his doorstep. "Gerard, come inside." He holds out his hand pulling me inside. He sits me on his sofa and then walks into the kitchen. "Right i'm going to make coffee and then you're going to tell me everything. Okay?"
"Okay." I sigh. I miss this, I really miss this. Frank walks back into the room holding two mugs of coffee. He hold one out towards me and i take it, my fingers brushing against his. I take a sip from the mug and wow I've not tasted coffee this good in so long.
"So Gerard, I don't want to sound rude but why are you here." I understand why he's asking because i'm asking myself the same thing. I've not spoke to him in a year then one day, on the one year anniversary of the break up, I just turn up at his house randomly and then start crying.
"To be honest Frank I don't know, I don't know why i'm here or how I got here." Frank looks at me confused so I carry on. "Last night i had an argument with Lindsey and then this morning we split up. I just left the house and drove and well here I am."
"Gerard i'm so sorry." Why is he sorry? It's not his fault.
"Don't be sorry, it was going to happen sooner or later. All we've been doing recently is arguing." He looks at me and i can see that he's shocked and then the next thing I know his arms are wrapped around me. This feels so nice, his body against mine it's just like it used to be. Like old times. I feel a tear roll down my cheek and I sniffle a little before i start to sob again. He pulls back and puts his hands on my shoulders looking me in the eye.
"Why are you crying?" He asks
"It's just, well I've missed this." I have and I really hope he has too. I hope we can be friends again, like we used to be.
"I've missed this too." I smile at him weakly, i'm not sure if he means it or if he's just saying it to make me feel better. "Honestly, I've missed this so much." Okay so i'm a little more convinced but there is still some doubt.
"C'mon lets go make some breakfast." He gets up and walks into the kitchen and I follow.
"Did you mean it?" I ask, why did i ask? Now i look stupid.
"Gerard of course i meant it." I just look at him and give him another fake smile. "Why don't you believe me." I guess he could tell it was a fake smile then. He pulls me in for a quick hug and then pulls away looking into my eyes. I blink and when I open my eyes his lips are pressed against mine. I'm shocked, maybe he did mean it. I kiss him back and he smiles into the kiss. It starts off slow and passionate but becomes less innocent when I find myself biting his bottom lip as an attempt to deepen the kiss. Frank accepts and allows entry, and the next thing i know he is pushing me back pinning me up against the wall. He pulls away and starts kissing along my jawline and I let out a loud moan
"I've. Missed. You." He says slowly and seductively in between kisses. He works his way down my neck sucking my skin making me moan more and then he reaches my collar bone biting softly leaving faint purple marks. I tug at the bottom of his tee shirt trying to take it of but he just shakes his head.
"Bed." That's the only thing he say and we waste no time getting upstairs.

Notes

It's 4am and I've decided to start writing another fic...