The Highways I Call Home

Gerard pressed Frank against the bathroom wall and they moved their lips together. Then Frank slid his tongue over Gerard's lips asking for entry before diving his tongue into his mouth, enjoying the sweet taste of coffee. Gerard moaned and gently moved his hands under Frank's shirt and rubbed the soft skin of his back, then grabbed his hips and pressed them closer to his. Before anything serious happened, they stopped, gasping for breath.

"Do you want to go somewhere else?" Gerard asked with a michevious glint to his eye. Frank smiled up at him and nodded.

Gerard grabbed his hand and led him out of the coffee shop. They walked past his car and made their way through the city streets, Gerard never letting go and walking with purpose. Frank gladly walked beside him, enjoying the mystery of their destination.

Soon they were on a vacant white sandy beach.

Gerard stopped walking and unclasped their hands. Frank watched in awe as he unbuttoned his pants and slipped off his shirt. Now he was standing infront of him in only a skimpy pair of superhero boxers, revealing a mesmerizingly lean, muscular, pale body. Frank's eyes enjoyed this new view, taking in every beautiful inch he so desperately wanted to explore.

Gerard smirked. "What are you waiting for? Join me!" he exclaimed, gesturing towards Frank's clothes.

Frank froze, eyes wide like a deer in the headlights. No no no no no. He couldn't take off his clothes. He couldn't reveal the scars. The years of pain he inflicted on himself. Gerard couldn't see it. No.

"I-I c-can't," he stuttered, looking at the boy infront of him. He wanted to. Very badly. But he couldn't let him see.

"C'mon, do I have to take them off for you?"

Frank didn't reply, and instead continued his horrified gaze. Gerard must have taken his silence as a 'yes' because he seductively made his way closer to Frank and grabbed the zipper of his hoodie. He pressed his lips onto Frank's, kissing him lovingly while slowly unzzipping his jacket and slipping it from his arms, not yet noticing his hideous little decorations. Then he pressed himself against Frank, one hand in his hair and the other slowly inching open his fly. Frank found this all hot beyond belief and couldn't make it the word 'no'. How could he? He really didn't want him to stop.

Gerard stopped kissing and looked downwards, as he grasped the waist of Frank's jeans and slid them down. Frank had to kick off his shoes before they could come completely off. Then the last piece was his shirt, which Gerard pulled off with ease before standing back and checking Frank in his boxers. He lips twitched into an admiring smile, which soon faded.

He approached Frank and gently grabbed and held up his arm, examining the scars with a sad expression.

"Why?" he asked, tears forming in his eyes.

Frank just stood there, ashamed of himself.

"WHY?" Gerard demanded, caressing the boy's face and making pleading eye contact.

When Frank still didn't answer, Gerard pulled him into a hug and nuzzled his face into Frank's neck.

"I don't know why someone as beautiful as you would ever do this. Frank, you are the most amazing, wonderful person. I.. I .. I want you to be happy. don't do this. Please never do this again. Promise me. Promise me right now you'll never hurt yourself again."

Frank's eyes were now spilling tears. He choked out a "i promise" before finding Gerard's face and pressing his lips onto his.

Gerard started moving and pulled Frank along with him. Soon they felt water on their feet and they kept on going.

"Wait, Gerard, i can't swim!" Frank exclaimed, fear tearing at his body with the touch of the water on his toes.

"Trust me, " Gerard whispered, moving deeper into the calm blue water and pulling the shakey boy with him until water covered halfway up his waist. Frank looked around nervously, still not completely sure whether or not he actually did trust him. But his face suddenly changed from a nervous frown to a purposeful glare and he jumped into Gerard's arms, wrapping his legs around his hips and pressing them tightly together. Gerard smiled at the movement and they passionately kissed in the ocean, each exploring the other's half-naked body.

Frank broke off the kiss and stared into Gerard's beautiful eyes. His heart and soul seemed to melt and be absorbed into him. Frank felt hollow, dependant.. but at the same time, compete and more alive than ever before. Everything about him wanted to be with this stranger named Gerard. But he didn't know him. They had barely even talked, and Frank had only met him the previous day. Yet here they were, and Frank felt like he was falling in love!

Once he thought about it a moment, he became self concious and looked away from Gerard, considering how stupid he was. Any moment Gerard could leave. He knows how fragile this relationship was-- any moment Gerard could be out of the state, taking his heart with him.

"What is it, babe?" Gerard asked, tilting Frank's face up to look at him.

Frank blushed at the name and met Gerard's eyes again. Their heads had wet hair smeared across them and water dripping down their faces from the sea.
"Don't ever leave me." Frank blurted out, unaware of his own words. When he realized what he had said, he silently cursed at himself. What if Gerard didn't feel the same?


Gerard smiled and planted a kiss on his forehead. "Don't worry, Frankie. I'll never leave you."

Notes

Okay, I am soo sorry for being slow! I've been busy busy. And I've noticed the rating going down.. ugh.. (hides in corner). Please comment and let me know how to improve :) (even though I've been very slow with replying -- sorry)
But I hoped you guys liked this chapter!!
I am going to go back and edit those crappy ones soon. I don't like them. At all.

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~Geetah