I darted behind a couple talking to each other as Gerard burst out of the toilets, searching the room for me frantically. I spotted a table with only one empty seat and rushed over to it, muttering an apology to the people talking. I glanced over my shoulder to where Gerard was slowly making his way back over to his table.

"Sorry theres just someone here that I don't want to see,"I smiled apologetically at the two people still staring at me. Everyone else had continued with their conversation like normal. When I saw Gerard sit back down looking ridiculously depressed, I took in a deep breath and tried to organise my thoughts.

The last time Gerard and I had seen each other we had argued quite badly. Why was he suddenly desperate to talk to me? Like yesterday at the fair. He must have seen the effect that song had on me. I checked myself for feelings and was dismayed to find not just a few nostalgic ones, but full on fucking love for the dude. I let out a groan and looked for a drink. But there were none.

"You alright there sonny?"The old lady next to me put her arm on my shoulder.
"Yeah I just need a- a uh- a thing. What do you call that liquid that makes you feel better?"I slurred.
"Alcohol?"
"Yes! Thats the one!"I shouted, giving her a fright,"Sorry."
"The bar is over there,"She pointed to a long bar behind the tables of food.
"Thank you. Thank you so much!"I smiled.

I got up and made my way over there, constantly checking over my shoulder to make sure Gerard hadnt seen me. Then I lost sight of his table behind the dancefloor. I walked into a chair and had to give myself a few seconds before continuing my journey to the bar. There were a few people sitting with their own drinks.

"Can I please get a rum and coke With no ice?"I sighed at one of the bartenders. He nodded and pulled a glass up.
"Whatever man will you please just give me a whiskey?"I heard someone groan loudly. I froze, unable to move anything but my head to look down the bar.

"Sir? Your drink?"The bartender was talking to me but it wasn't making any sense,"Sir? Hellooo?!"
Gerard's head snapped to me at the sound of the bartender basically yelling at me. We stared at each other for a minute before I tore my eyes away from him and grabbed my rum and coke. I drank it in one go and stumbled away.

"Wait- Frank no wait- shit!"Gerard called out behind me. There was a clatter as his chair fell to the ground but I ignored it, trying to get through the crowd. I was short, I could lose him easily. I found myself at the crowded dance floor, stared for a second before diving in. I pushed right through to the busiest part, the middle.

I took a look around for Gerard but I couldn't see him so I stood there awkwardly in between thriving bodies. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to check the time. Twenty to eleven.
"Dance with me,"He whispered in my ear, wrapping his arm around my waist.
"I dont want-"
"Just give me the time of day would you?"Gerard slurred as he nudged my feet to start moving.

"It's not even day time,"I found myself saying as we moved to the music. I hadnt even noticed my arms wrap around his neck.
"Whatever just- hear me out,"He sighed, his breath tickling my neck.

I looked up at him, lacingmy fingers together so they could hang loosely. Outside, I was making sure he knew how much I wanted to leave. But on the inside I was trying to ignore how fucking good it felt to be back in his arms.
"Go on then. What have you got to say?"I made the mistake of looking into his eyes.

He opened his mouth to say something but then he caught sight of my eyes and I just knew he could fucking tell. He slowly shut his mouth, pulling my eyes down to his lips. I couldn't help but lick mine at the thought of kissing his again. Feeling that softness. That bittersweet taste of Gerard.

I looked back into Gerard's eyes and could see the want in them. The lust, desire and the fucking love. I closed my eyes for a second, trying not to let it get to me. I was drunk. Too drunk to be doing anything like this. This was something I should be doing sober. If Gerard and I were going to talk then it had to be sober. I couldn't be drunk. Drunk me was just stupid and horny 99% of the time.

I opened my eyes right as Gerard's lips crashed into mine. And then I was floating. Floating in the sweet nostalgia of that day so long ago when he had kissed me for the first time. I floated through time to when he had pushed me up against Bob's car. Then I could barely see as I sped forwards, slowing to a stop at suicide point. I could see us so clearly in the back of my mind, our first proper proper date. Then I was moving again and it was my birthday and I had just gotten out of the shower after having pumpkin soup thrown all over me. I was naked and still wet but Gerard was still holding me close, whispering sweet nothings into my ear, telling me I was his pumpkin. Just as the rest of the words started to come back to me I was pushed forward even faster. I stopped at the night before I ruined everything. The night before I snuck off to kill Cole. Gerard whispering he loved me. Three words in the darkness. Eight letters against my skin. And then suddenly I was ripped away from that night and was standing in the middle of a dance floor and I was kissing Gerard and he was kissing me back.

Beneath the taste of cigarettes and alcohol, I could still taste him and it was amazing. The sober me was in the middle of a battle with drunk me. Fighting to get through to tell me I shouldn't be doing this drunk. But drunk me won. Drunk me was telling me to take him upstairs to my room. So I did. I pushed him away slightly to whisper in his ear,"My room's upstairs."

His arms around me tightened before letting go of me completely. One hand grabbed mine and started tugging me through the people. Out into the foyer. Into the elvator. I blindly jabbed at my floor before pulling Gerard against my body again, biting his bottom lip.

I must have blacked out for a minute because the next thing I knew I was struggling to focus on kissing Gerard and swiping my key card to actually get in the room.
"Wait-"I mumbled against his mouth. He stopped kssing me so I could actually get the door open.

As soon as it was open, he pushed me inside and kicked the door shut behind us. I sent out a silent thanks to Cas for not bringing that girl up here. After that my thoughts were a little different. Before Gerard could take control, I grabbed his hips and pushed him backwards into the door with a thump, slipping my tongue into his mouth as my hands roamed around to squeeze his firm ass.

He moaned into my mouth, biting down on my tongue slightly. My dick twitched, already pressing up against the seam of my pants. Gerard's hands were in my hair, on my back, on my hips, fucking everywhere. I moved my mouth along his jawline and down his neck, back up to nibble softly on his earlobe. I felt him shiver beneath me. He thrust his hips forward into mine. That was when I decided we both had too many clothes on.

"Gerard- Gee take your clothes off,"I stammered out. Within a minute we were both naked and Gerard was backing me towards the bed. My eyes roved over his body, taking in the glory that I hadn't seen in so fucking long. I fell backwards, hitting the bed with a soft thump. Gerard stood above me, taking in the new tattoos probably.

"Fucking- touch me,"I whined, hooking my legs around his waist and pulling him down on top of me. He muttered something incoherent against my skin, kissing his way down my torso. I squeezed my eyes shut as his mouth brushed against my leaking cock, aching to be touched. As if he read my mind, his mouth closed over the head, sucking it in and licking at the slit.

"Oh fuck,"I grunted, grabbing his head and holding him there. It was taking all the willpower I had in me not to buck my hips up as Gerard went down and down, taking most of my dick into his mouth. A squeak of protest escaped my mouth as he pulled off.
"Fuck my mouth, Frank,"He looked at me through the hair falling in front of his face.

Before I could answer, Gerard's mouth was back, kissing up the shaft before he went down again and I did what he said. I let loose and gave my hips control. I let go of his head and grabbed at the bedding underneath me, twisting it up in my fists as Gerard pushed me towards the edge.

My hips started stuttering as the pit of my stomach tickled at me.
"Gerard- fuck,"I looked down at him. The sight of my cock going in and out of his mouth pushed me completely off the edge,"Oh fuck- mother of god,"I shouted out, coming down Gerard's throat. He worked me through my climax, my body twitching with aftershocks, before he climbed up the bed, straddling me.

My hand hooked around his neck and dragged him down so I could smush my lips against his for a kiss. Gerard propped himself up above me, his arms either side, gripping my head softly as my free hand reached down and gripped his cock in my hand. He thrust down at my touch, letting out a breath of relief against my neck.

I started jerking him off, tight and precise. I used my free hand to grab his chin, making him look at me. His half lidded eyes looked into mine. They were so full of love and desire I was surprised he wasn't crying with the strength of the emotions. Bleeding his love all over me.
"Gerard this is..."I started to say it was going to be a one night stand but I blacked out so I couldn't be sure if I got it out or not.