Forever And Longer.

~Gerard's point of view~
I felt kinda bad for insisting we go out when i know Frankie didn't want to but while we were sitting there in his dark bedroom he just looked so...sad. I didn't know what to do about it, I couldn't just ask "Hey, Frank why are you depressed?" So i decided to ask Izzy instead. Alex would probably tell him i asked.

I walked into the kitchen where Izzy was standing. She was yelling at Alex to hurry up and get out of the bathroom so she could do her make up so we could leave already.
"Hey, Iz? Can i ask something about Frankie?" I asked as i leaned against the counter.

"No Gerard, He does not have a boyfriend so ask him out already. i see the way you look at eachother" She said smiling. I looked down at my feet, sure i was blushing.

"No...Is he okay? I mean he seems kinda...you know.." i trailed off not even wanting to say it. She seemed to understand what i was trying to say and nodded.
"Yea, That's part of the reason i wanted you two to meet. I mean sometimes he just gets so depressed and i'm worried about him...about what he might do..." As she said that i looked up at her and frowned...Did she mean he might..hurt himself? No. He wouldn't....

would he?

Just as i thought that he walked into the kitchen.
"Wow, you two look terribly sad...What happened.? Oh no! did our plans get canceled?!" He said the last part sarcastically. Iz was instantly back to smiling.
"Oh my god!! You cannot wear that!! Let's go get you ready! come on!" She grabbed him by the arm and pulled him out. As they were walking out the door he turned back and gave me a grin..
He was so cute..I liked him....really liked him....oh god what was wrong with me. He would never ever like a weirdo like me. especially if he knew what i really was....

After a while Izzy walked in.
"Okay! Tell Frank he looks hot and not at all like a creeper" She said. "FRANK" She called him into the room, He walked in and i almost shit myself.
He looked so hot. She had found him some black jeans that were still kinda skinny but they were super shredded along the legs. He had on a sexy red button up,and over it he was wearing a black leather jacket. She had found motorcycle boots somewhere. I didn't even know he owned those. Also she had put a bit of dark eyeliner on him and it made his eyes look amazing.
"Wow, FFrankie....You look.....wow.."I said not able to speak properly.
He frowned down at himself. "That bad?" He asked. I laughed.
"God, no, Frankie! you look hot!" HE blushed at that. It was cute.
Alex was ready by then and we left, To go to some popular club.

We got to the place, and ordered some drinks.
"Dance with me babe" Izzy purred into Alex's ear. He grinned and lead her out onto the dance floor where they started dancing. A while later some cutesy blonde guy came up and asked Frank to dance. Frank smiled at him and took his hand. I sat there watching my friends dance and i frowned. That smile Frank had given that guy...I wish i had been the one getting that smile...

A couple hours later, After dancing for so long my feet were aching i made my way back to the bar. The others were there. Frank was on his i don't even know what number drink. He had had to much. Alex was saying to him. "Bro, Maybe you've had a bit to much...." Frank rolled his eyes and shrugged him off..We all went back to dancing. A while later Alex was dancing with Izzy and i was sitting with Frank. So far i had seen him drink a bunch and make out with the blond guy and some dyed redheaded chick...He was two drunk...I Made my way to Alex.
"Yo, I think i might take him home...He's had enough" I said. He nodded. "Good idea, hey thanks...do you mind if we stay for a bit?" He asked. I shook my head no and went to find Frank.
"Hey, We're gonna leave okay, Frankie?" I said. i grabbed his wrist and pulled gently. He turned away from the guy he was talking to.
He pouted. damn that face was cute.
"I don't wanna. i'm having fun. Go without me.." He said batting his eyelashes at me. He didn;t know what he was saying...
"Don't think so Darling" I muttered to myself and walked him outside with me. I was glad we took separate cars getting here now...
After i got him into the passenger seat i made my way around the car.
From were we were at it would take about 20 minutes to get him back to his place. Plus all the 3 in the morning traffic...
After about fifteen minutes of quiet he spoke
"Hey..why'd we leave? I was talking to....Jason..." He said his words slightly slurring together. I rolled my eyes.
"Because you're getting shit faced and a shit faced Frankie is not a happy Frankie" I said. He giggled a bit.
"But i like jason...I think i gave him my number...His face was cute....." Frankie said. I rolled my eyes.
"Well maybe your boyfriend should give you a ride home then!" I said harshly.
He sighed.
"I didn't want you to take me home. sorry i'm such a pain!" He said. I didn't say anything.
"You know what? Let me out douche bag. we're almost there. i'll walk" He said. I laughed.
"Not a chance you little bitch." I said.
He freaked.
"Let me out of this FUCKING car. God you're such a fucking son of a bitch. I hate you. Let me out!" He yelled.
With that i pulled over and unlocked the doors. I even reached over him and opened his door for him.
"out. Now." Was all i said. I wasn't gonna listen to him talk to me like that...It hurt coming from him..anyone else i would ignore..but him?
He jumped out and started walking down the street. He wasn't even going the right way but he could get hit by a truck for all i cared at the moment.
I sped away towards my house.

~Frankie's point of view~
"That...little bitch...fuckin faggot...He's a baby..." I mumbled to myself as i walked. I wasn't even sure where i was anymore. Whatever. I walked down a dark alley.
"Hey...guys shhh...Here someone comes" I heard whispered from the guys i was walking past. Suddenly they were surrounding me. Shit.
"Hey,...you got any cash Homo? " One asked. I tried to get away but i couldn't...they were all around me. fuck. I felt one of them hit me. A tall one behind me was speaking.
"yo, Brent he ain't got shit. Let's leave him"
After that i missed half the words they said only catching a few here and there. This was not good. I felt a jerk. One of them shoved me. I couldn't take on four guys at once...
they started full on beating the shit outta me. And i fought the hell back but i was no match for these guys. They might have some nasty bruises but thats nothing if i'm fucking dead.
I suddenly found myself thinking Of gerard Gee,I'm sorry i'm getting beat to fuckin death and you think i hate you. goddammit. This fuckin hurts. son of a bitch, Gee...I probably wasn't making much sense because i think i said some of that out loud to the four fuckers hitting me.
Suddenly i heard a noise...an engine...like a car...
"Shit! Some ones coming let's fucking go!!" One of them yelled. Another grabbed my wallet took what little money i had then threw it at me. they ran leaving me groaning on the ground with a bloody face, and aching knuckles from punching at random shit so hard. I hope i gave one of them a hell of a punch.
I remembered the car.
"Oh god!! Frankie!!" I heard Gerard call. He ran over and helped me up. fuck that hurt...
"Frankie..come on...let's get you to my place...it's closer than yours..." He mumbled. He got me into the car and sped away..i was asleep before he got to his house wherever that was....
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Notes

Heyyy....i don't know if i like how that chapter turned out but there it is...lemme know what you think? Thanks...bye!! I love you all!!
PEaceskies my lovelies...
~MattyTheKilloy~
By the way i want to be a..........JUKEBOX HEERRRROOOOOOOOOOOOO WITH STAARRSSS IN HIS EEYYYEEESSSSSSS
Sorry i'm listening to that..oops i'm being weird....xD