Frank's POV

"Gerard..." I breathe as I kiss his wrists.

"I," kiss.

"Love," kiss, kiss.

"...You." Kiss.

I feel so bad for him. His Grandmother probably meant more than anyone to him. I can't help but feel horrible, even though I didn't even know him at the time. But this cutting must stop! Gerard doesn't deserve that. Nobody does and I intend to keep it so he isn't cutting or anyone else I meet stops.

"Frank?" I hear Gerard say.

"Yes?"

"You have to go to work soon."

"Oh, yeah." I mumble and we get out. We get ready for the day with me putting in my clothes for the diner, and Gerard putting on jeans, and a long sleeved shirt with a leather jacket.

"I'm going to go look for a job today." Gee mention, while we are tying our shoes.

"Oh, well that's cool. Good luck!" I cheer.

He laughs and we both exit the building and go to the snowy streets of New York.

"Bye Gee, I'll see you tonight." I say before turning and walking towards the diner. I feel a hand pull mine and before I know it, my lips are on Gerard's. He warm and I wrap my arms around him him and he licks my bottom lip. I part my lips and our tongues dance as Gerard weaves his fingers into my hair.

After a couple minutes of making out, Gerard and I let go, deprived of breath. We part and go go our seperate ways. I'm hearing to the diner and Gerard is probably going to go to a coffee shop to look at newspapers for jobs (And obviously drink coffee.)

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"Frank, table 8 just left. Could you take care of that?" The assistant manager, Jenna asks me.

I nod and begin clearing the plates, and cups off the table and depositing them in the sink before I go back and take care of wiping it down. I grab the money and hand it to Alex, the waiter that was taking care of table 8. I go behind the counter, and I look at the clock.

6:00. I'm still for an hour and a half. I sigh and clean up a couple more tables until I hear commotion going on by the front door and again, being the nosy fuck I am, I have to investigate. I put the dishes in the sink and rush to the front, where four tall, drunk guys stand.

Holy shit, did I mention their tall?

"I want a beer," the only blonde in the bunch slurs, almost falling over as he leans in my face. "Now!" He demands.

"I-I'm going to have to ask you to leave, please?" I squeak. Why the fuck are they so tall?

They have to be at least 6'4! Why am I so short?!

"Can we take you?" A brunette asks, followed by a hiccup.

"Excuse me?"

"We'll leave, if we can take you with us." The same brunette slurs.

"I'm sorry, no. Now please exit the diner and go find some other place to disturb." I say, shooing them out.

"Come on chipmunk." The brunette says and suddenly my wrist is snatched and I am pulled out the door of the diner.

"W-what are you doing?!" I shriek.

"Just come on! Jeez...!" He hiccups.

"Let go!" I yell, but I am quickly hoisted over his shoulder. "Let me down, fucker!" I start to punch his back but nothing is working.

"BJ, get the van!" The brunette who is carrying me says.

"Got it Kyle!" The other one snickers, and I look up and turn my head to see the blonde running off.

"Let me down!!!!" I scream, but 'Kyle' slaps my ass, making me whimper.

I look around and see familiar black combat boots, trudging in the snow.

"Gerard!" I yell, and he turns around and his eyes go wide. He runs across the street and to me. But before I know it, Kyle starts walking again and I begin to panic.

Gerard is closer and once he gets close enough he punches Kyle in the back, sending me falling onto the white snow. Gerard grabs my hands and is pulling me away. We run to backs towards the diner, and I turn back to see the gang of those guys glaring at me, with Kyle on the ground, rubbing his back where Gerard punched him. Once we get outside the diner, Gerard pulls me in for a hug.

"Why am I always saving you?" He chuckles.

"Because your the best!" I cheer, snuggling my face deeper into his neck.

"How the hell did you even get into that situation babe?" He question and I laugh.

"I didn't really do anything. They just came into the diner, and when I asked them to leave, they took my with them. They walked for a bit and they were about to take me away before you came and saved the day!"

"Oh God Frank, what am I going to do with you?" He asks, and I can basically hear his smirk.

"Anything you want baby." I laugh and Gerard looks at me before kissing me quickly.

"I gotta get to the bar, I'll see you later." He says and begins to walk down the street in the direction towards his destination.

I smile and go back inside to finish my shift.

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"It's nine in the afternoon, and your eyes are as bright as the moon..." I was just finishing up my third song of the night, and I was feeling pretty happy.

Once the song ended I went and put Pansy back and Dennis came into the room.

"Hey Frankie! Whatcha doing?" Dennis asks.

"Just putting away my guitar." I respond.

"Oh God, stay away from Drew tonight." He
mentions, taking off his jacket and putting it in his locker.

"Why?" I question. I have to see Drew tonight, whether I like it or not.

"He's totally drink off his ass, and he super, super horney! He's been giving away these weird sex pills or some shit like that, and he's been saying that he's saving a bottle for some lucky fella' that he's been fucking tonight," he laughs. "Im just glad it not me right?"

Shit....

Notes

OH CRAP I AM SO SORRY I TOOK SO LONG!!!! I AM SO SORRY!

~Frerardififed