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The Little House

Lyn-z’s POV
When Gerard sung, it was perfect. I didn’t know it was possible for someone to sing like that. I wish he had told me earlier. I mean he had told me practically everything about himself. He told me about his drinking and drug problem, which I promised I’d help him through. He told me he smoked, and had considered killing himself numerous times. Most importantly, he said I made him happy. We talk on the phone almost every night for at least two hours.
If I had known he could sing, I might have died in the rays of his perfection. He pulled me outside the cafeteria; he hadn’t talked all of lunch. I could see the nervousness in his eyes.
“Are you-” I started.
“Me first…” he put his hands on his belt; he always said he felt sexy that way, not that I denied it. “Lyn,” he sighed, “You are the only thing I think about, and the only thing I sketch. We’re practically together, but when people ask if we’re dating, I don’t know what to say, but I want to say yes.”
My heart stopped. I couldn’t believe it. No one wanted to be my boyfriend, ever. It was too good to be true. I’ve had two boyfriends, the first, date raped me, and the second treated me like a sex toy. But I can’t tell Gerard that. I’d prefer he think I’m a slut than pity me. I am so sick of fucking pity. That’s all people gave me when I was in the hospital after that bastard attacked me. Gerard never treated me like that. He treated me like a human being, not just some cock sucker. He made me feel beautiful. It was almost too good to be true.
“What are you asking?”
“Lyn-z, would you even consider, for just a moment, going out with me?” He pulled a deep red rose from his back pocket. I don’t know how I didn’t notice it. I don’t know how I didn’t notice the dress shirt and the bright red tie either. His hair fell over his face making his hazel eyes pop. He even put on his eyeliner today.
“Yes,” I whispered beside myself as I took the flower.
“What?” his eyes brightened.
“Yes, yes, yes, yes!” I jumped wrapping my arms around his neck. “Of course I will,” I kissed his soft lips with all the passion I could muster. Life was perfect.

Jamia POV
When Gerard and Lyn left everyone knew what was happening and it was about time. We had all been waiting for it anxiously. Mikey and I were the most excited, because we both knew this was something they both needed. Gerard was severely depressed, and Lyn-z needed a good guy that would take care of her. Gerard and I were the only people she had. He mom moved across the country to LA, and her dad did nothing but drink, practically forcing her to babysit the worthless fuck. I told her to come live with me but she refused, despite all his flaws she still loved the old man. She said she loves him for all he’s done, instead of hating him for all he didn’t do. I thought it was dumb, but I guess it was something to respect her for.
When they left, Frank’s gaze followed them, when they kissed, his grip tightened on my hand. The look in his eyes made me wonder what was going on in his head.

Frank’s POV
I wasn’t supposed to be bothered by this. It wasn’t any my business. He had a girlfriend, I had a girlfriend. So what did it matter, how come as I grew closer to him, became his friend, I wanted to be selfish, and keep him for myself. Was that wrong? As days, weeks passed the new found couple got mushier and closer, it made me sick. I cam to find I care about Gerard. I didn’t know to what degree. All I knew is I didn’t want him to get hurt, I also knew Lyn-z had that capability, and I didn’t like his vulnerability.
The bell rang to go to our class after lunch, I really didn’t want to go, and I knew of all classes, Gerard would ditch this one with me. I walked towards him, and Lyn after saying goodbye to my own girlfriend, they looked like they were sewn together by the lips, disgusting.
When they finally pulled apart, Gerard watched her walk away, “Hey gee!” I ran up to him.
He turned to me with a confused gaze on his face, “What did you just call me?” He asked.
“Gee...” I was kind of embarrassed, I hadn’t meant for it to slip. I knew it was kind of gay sounding, but it was my own personal nickname for him. I definitely wasn’t ready to inform Gerard on my interest in guys. That only could have scared him away.
“Hm,” he looked at the sky with his hands in his jacket pocket, he was beautiful, “never heard that one before.”
“Do you mind?”
“Nah I like it,” He smiled then looked down at me, “has a nice ring to it.”
“Alright then Gee,” I emphasized his name, “what are you doing this hour?”
“Not going to class, that’s for sure” he sighed brushing his fringe from his face.
“Then would you like to join me?” I think I over did the hopeful tone in my voice, it almost sounded desperate.
“Sure,” he smirked down at me, crouched down to put out his cigarette after taking one last drag.
“Um… Gee… You know we aren’t aloud to smoke on campus right?”
“I’ve already broken all the rules, and they’re threatening to keep me here as a super senior, so what does it matter?”
I never realized how old Gerard was, I mean, I knew he was older than me, but never by how much. “Are you ok?” I got into Gerard’s line of vision forcing his eyes to connect with mine.
“Just fucking fantast,” he sighed.
“Come on, I’ve got a place we can go,” I was tempted to take his hand, why, I didn’t know. I lead him to my house, well, an abandoned one I liked to call my own.
I grabbed a beer from my mini fridge once we got inside. It was kind of small making it perfect for hanging out. I sat down on the bed as I tossed it to him. Gerard took his place on the floor across from me.
“So is everything ok man?”
“Not exactly,” he let out a deep sigh.
“Can I help?” I dropped to the floor scooting closer, he sat with the beer in his hands rested with his arms on his knees staring into the bottle. There was something going on in his head. That probably only he could understand.
“That’s not possible,” He made eye contact with me. His eyes held so much pain, his eyes held mystery, secrets, and fire. This terrified me, and drew me in all at the same time.
“Try me,” I whispered and smirked.
He remained silent for minutes as he drank a little more, probably trying to take the edge off of the situation. My dad always told me, “the greatest gift was to let the silence rest.” Gerard finally spoke three beers later.
“I am broken Frank, broken beyond compare,” a single tear from his eye.
“Everyone’s got a crack or two gee,” I crawled over and sat next to him.
“I am not just cracked, I’m dead inside, nothing brings me to life but my art and Lyn,” he finished the beer and set it on the floor he turned to look at me. “My parents sent us to live with my Gran because they thought she could fix me. They sent Mikey to watch over me! How pathetic is that?!”
“Gee,” I was kind and soft with my voice, “whatever your going through, you can get through it.”
“I’m so numb, depressed; I’ve planned to kill myself, but never pulled it off. I am an alcoholic, I down pills like they’re candy, there is no fixing me. There’s no one who can fix me, and no one wants to. No one loves me enough to put in the effort, besides, I’m not worth it.
I knelt down in front of him debating my next move. He was beautiful, and I was terrified of what would happen with Jamie, but what did it matter, sometimes you’ve got to live with the moment. At that moment, he needed to know someone was there, who cared. I put my hands on his face, “you are perfect, and never let anyone tell you otherwise.”
He closed his eyes as he lent against the wall. I relaxed sitting on his legs as I pressed my lips to his cheeks, absorbing his tears. He let my lips graze his after only a moment, he spoke, “Frank, what are you doing?” His eyes were open, staring at me. He rose to his feet and gathered his things.
“What? No, where are you going?” I sprung to my feet to stand infront of the door.
“Lyn-z warned me about you.”
“What did she say?!”
“That you’re a fag, and you’d try to take me from her. Be gay all you want but leave me out of it.”
I was stunned. Before I knew it, he was gone.

Gerard’s POV
Frank wanted me to come to his hangout with him, I agreed, I had been kind of upset that day anyway, needed something to cheer me up. I liked it here, but I missed my old house, my old school, but at least I had Lyn-z. She didn’t like that I was hanging out with Frank. She was worried his gay would rub off on me or something. It caused quite the argument.
I liked Frank, he was a good friend. He talked more than I liked, but he let me sleep through math. So he was cool in my book. I hated when people tried to control who my friends are. That’s one of the few things that is my decision and under my control, I almost broke up with her that night.
So I went with Frank to his place, I didn’t really know what to call it, hangout, house, secret place, all the options were either lame or a lie.
We went in, there was a bed, a mini fridge, a cheap TV, and a stack of comic books in the corner, he kept the lights dim, and it smelled like cigarette smoke, this was my kind of place.
He started asking me about my feelings and things I didn’t want to answer, I was a fucked up guy, and I didn’t want him to know that. When I didn’t answer, he respected the silence I put between us, I liked that, made me respect him, made me trust him.
I told him about my problems, after a beer or three, how broken I am, he wasn’t afraid, he didn’t change the way he looked at me. Frank was an attractive kid, he had a soft, caring face, shiny hair, he was short, but who cared.
I relaxed my head against the wall where I sat. I felt the pressure of his body on my legs. I know that should’ve bothered me, but it didn’t, his presence was comforting.
He took a hold of my face; his hands were soft, and cold. There was something about the situation that made me want him there, want his touch, his essence, his essence.
I felt his lips brush my cheek, removing the tears that I was completely unaware had fallen. I wasn’t going to admit that I like this, but I wasn’t about to shoo him off either.
As his lips touched my own, I waited a moment as I began to feel the pressure. I was about to kiss back, but I had to resist, I had to take control of my actions. I violently pushed him off of me and grabbed my bag as he guarded the door.
As I left, I called him a fag. What I didn’t say is that one measly kiss made me feel more alive than ever. I don’t know if it hurt him as much as it hurt me.
Not as much had I physically cheated on my girlfriend as physically.

Frank’s POV
I had kissed Gerard, and I like it, way more than I should have. The way his lips felt against mine, tingled, for hours. The fact he called me a fag didn’t bother me at all. I was distracted by the shock of what had just happened, despite the fact I had also cheated on Jamia. I was convinced he was perfect.

Gerard’s POV
I put my hands in my Jacket as I walked back to school.
There she was waiting, “Where have you been Gerard?” She tried to disguise her accusing tone, but failed.
“I was hanging out with Frank, calm yo’ tits woman!” I chuckled sticking my hands back in my pockets after hugging her. I had been lying to my parents about drinking and pill taking for quite a while, I’d become a pro. I put my arm around her waist to walk her to my next class. I then knew, I had to keep my distance from frank, there was way too much at stake.


So this one was interesting to write :D
Comments accepted :o


I fucking love this so fucking much.
I love how you added real interviews, and real events, and dates,
and ugh, I just fucking love this so fucking much,
I spent my whole day reading this.
You made it sound like it is in fact what happened, if not somewhat close to what actually happen.
---sorry for the weridness, I just freaking love this.
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I just used up my entire day to read this entire story because its just so awesome :D
I really wish you could make a sequel (or maybe a short-story/epilogue type of thing?) I would love to see what happened with Lynz and Jamia. Oh, and also, I didn't get the ending. Are Gee and Frank together or not? Did they even get back together after trying to rebuild their friendship? Amazing story, I really loved the ending~
-xoxo Dani
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Thank you so much :3
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Haha :3 no worries! I love me some good mcr fics and this one is deffinaltey up there ^.^
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that was so fast. thank you so much! So many people are commenting that they like it and it's making me wanna leap off the computer and go hide away in my room and write. Thank you so much. I really hope I don't disapoint you and i really hope you keep reading! I'd love to hear more feedback from all these undercover fans! thank you so much.

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