It's sad to think that awhile ago, Gerard had said that he loved me. I remember it perfectly. Sure, he was drunk but it made me feel wanted and cared for.

and loved.

and now, Gerard had gone off to Bert. The two seemed to be in love. They never really said it to each other though, they'd just make out a lot and do drugs together. I was worried about Gerard.

I was falling in love with him.
No, scratch that, I am in love with him.

When I first met him, he was this sweet and nice and funny guy. And now, he was a mess. Cocaine, heroin, booze and pills had taken over that sweet Gerard I once knew.

Since all of this happened, I had been a little down, but I promised myself I'd fix Gerard.
We found a new drummer since as well, his name is Bob and I've been hanging around him, Ray and Mikey.

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"Ow! Bob my head!" I exclaimed as Bob was trying to push me out of his bunk. I liked to jump from bunk to bunk, except Bob was strong and he was a lot bigger than me. He also kept trying to push me out of his bunk.

Gerard was laughing and looking at me, Ray was in his bunk and Mikey was just plain confused.

"Lights out!" Came Brian, our tour manager. "You have a big day tomorrow! Hurry, hurry. Go to bed!" He exclaimed.

I jumped out of Bob's bunk and got into my own, so did everyone else. It was later in the night as I heard a small voice call out, "Frank?"

I shook it off and rolled over in my bunk, ignoring it. I could feel the curtain of my bunk slide open and I could feel someone looking at me. I just pretended to sleep.

"Night Frankie." Gerard's voice whispered, leaning into my bunk and pressing a kiss to my temple. I couldn't help but smile at that, even if I was pretending to sleep.

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The tour with The Used has since ended. They're great guys and all, I am just jealous of Bert.
I never thought I'd say that but I'm jealous of him. He gets Gerard because he's funny and inappropriate and good at kissing and whatever, I'm going off of what Gee has told me.

Sure I talk about Gerard a lot, sue me!

Gerard had also tried to kill himself. Twice. But he was stopped. I stopped him one of those times, and I'm so happy.

Now, Gerard had called an apparent band meeting to his house but when I showed up, my car was the only one that was there. I didn't care really, I got out of my car and knocked on the door, waiting for an answer. Gerard answered quickly, dressed in a plain black t-shirt and plaid pyjama pants.

"Fr-Frank." Gerard whimpered and launched himself at me, hugging me tightly.

I was startled but I soon wrapped my arms back around Gerard, walking forward and into Gerard's house. He obviously didn't call a band meeting.

"What's happened?" I asked softly, turning my head and placing a small and hopefully unnoticeable kiss to Gerard's hair.
"Bert and I got in a fight and now we hate each other..." Gerard whispered.

I might not like Bert but I'm definitely going to comfort Gerard through this.

"Why don't we go sit down?" I suggested and carefully pushed Gerard to his couch. He sat down with a sigh and curled up next to me.

"Where's Mikey?" I asked and looked around, noticing Gerard's brother wasn't here.
"He left. Everyone left..." Gerard cried out.

"Everyone left."

Notes

UPDATE YAY

fancy
okay well bye my friends idk what to say to you other than you're awesome and I love you all

I'm tired as fuckkk
merp
goodnight -shay

shay & firebreathing killjoy

P.S. IT IS SHAY AND I AM WORKING ON A SECRET PROJECT
NOT SURE WHEN IT WILL BE UP, PROBABLY NOT FOR AWHILE BUT HEY