Love Is Insanity

GERARD'S POV:
I groaned from the noise of the sound of fists banging at my door. It was the morning after the lessons, and i was feeling splendid, however im not a morning person.
"Wait there!" I yelled, chucking the covers over my bed, and creeping to the door, flicking down the switch on the coffee machine as i walked. I smoothed down my shirt and opened the door lazily. A tall man stood there, wrinkles sculpting his face and grey hair running down into wispy sideburns. He was holding a stack of paper, fingering at the ink ridden sheets.
"I hate the feeling of paper on my skin, usually results in paper cuts. Dont you?" He questioned with a thick British tone. Oh god, next he'll be offering me tea and crumpets from china plates!
"Excuse me..." I said questioning his greeting "Why did you knock on my flat? My hands ran back through the greasy bristles on my hair, and i yawned, making it obvious i wanted him to bugger off.
"Were evicting you from your flat Mr.Way. We gave you many warnings that your house rent had risen, however, you ignored them." He looked so casual, stretching his arm out to pass me the unsigned forms. I was by now fuming with rage. I didn't recieve any notice, about how i had to pay more to live in my home. My hands clenched into tight balls, as i snatched the crippled forms from the elder mans hands, and scowled at him furiously.
"Sick and twisted isn't the word for your behaviour. I did not recieve ANY notice, neither did you send me any!" He laughed after i spoke, and pointed to a sentence on the paper.
'After sending you a collection of emails, we are sad to inform you that your ignorance to them has led to you being evicted to your apartment. We expect you to have left the apartment by 10.00am tommorow, with all the items you wish to take. Any items left will simply be scrapped. If you are unsure of what your next move will be with houses, please contact us.
Thanks,
Bellevile Goverment.
"It makes sense i guess. I never read my emails." I murmered, staring down at the sheets.
"Well then sir, i shall be making my leave. Don't get into to much of a dilly-dally about all of this." He strutted off, his spectacle bouncing up and down on his eyelids.
I sat back down and grabbed the coffee from the machines dispenser. I could now claim myself as homeless, and dearly confused. I needed to go to the music building and inform Frank about my case, before we skip lessons. Then i needed to pack. But before evrything, i needed to know where i was going. It seemed unfair, but there was a slight possibility that Mikey would take me in. He was always so helpful, and i was wishing he would understand the state i was in. Since the message i had left on my phone, Mikey had text me back with a simple message reading:
'Sorry i didn't answer your call Gee. I have been a bit busy, and have only recently got a cut in my pay. Everything is fine however, and you'll be pleased to know i now have a flat mate whom is my current partner. You'll love him trust me, and when i next see you, you need to show me your lover. I bet you have one (; Mikes x'
I smiled, thinking back to the message, and feeling proud that Mikey had found someone. He was exactly like me, and was always vulnerable to relationships. Hence why he wasn't in any because he was so scared of being betrayed. He had always told me at every visit we shared, that i would find someone, and the reason why i had never been in a trusty relationship for forever, was because i was just waiting for the perfect person to come along. He said it would be when i least expected it, and it would last for a long time. Mikey was a man of his word, and hardly ever lied, so i've always believed him when he said it. Im just still waiting for that guy to come along. Or maybe i've already found him...
I shook my head and stood up, remembering that i had a hell of a lot of business to deal with. This whole situation was serious, and i didn't know why i wasn't breaking down or crying. Maybe it was because i secretely hated where i lived and i just wanted to escape to the beautiful scene of San Diego with Mikey. I nervously tapped the number on my phone, pushing the packet of cigerettes away from me and resisting the healing intoxity of them. I waited on the edge of my seat for Mikey to pick up.
"Hello Mikey here."
"Mikes it me Gee. I have a huge problem, um.." My hand dragged down my face as i sighed heavily, slouching further down my sofa.
"Hey bro, what's up?" He sounded casual, and not prepared for the upcoming news,
"The rent of my flat rose, and aparentely i got messages of the rise, however i never read my emails. So now, because i payed short, i've been evicted from my flat, and have to live by 10.00am tommorow." My voice was shaking, and i began to slowly break down as i finished my sentence.
"Gerard, you idiot! Have you got anywhere to go?" He spoke with an edge to his voice, which was very strict. He was obviously concerned abotu me sleeping on the streets for my future.
"Nowhere...i-im stuck." I was thinking of a way to ask Mikey if i could stay round his for the time being, but he had answered my thoughts.
"Get your stuff ready Gerard, i'll pick you up at 9.00 tommorow. Before you ask if it's fine, it is. I would never let my brother suffer like that, i would rather jump of a cliff of exploding dynamite." He laughed down the phone, and my childhood came rushing back to me. Mikey's rare awkward side smile that he only held around me. His bone crushing, hugs and fluffy hair that buzzed around his face. I was lost for words thinking how i could finally spend time with my brother, in a sunny and tranquil atmosphere. I could finally escape my cruel past, and live a new life again. The only problem after this was Frank. Perhaps i could persuade him to come with me, if Mikey would say yes. Frank was fine however, he had a home. I was even confused about why i wanted such a new friend to join me in my new life. Surely it was too personal.
"Your amazing, i love you Mikes!" I fell into a fit of laughter, as the atmosphere buzzed around me. I was leaving this deadbeat town, and reaching out to a different life. Now it was me and mikey and his lover. Maybe even Frank if i could negotiate with him. Now everything was slowly forming together.
"Love you too bro, love you too. Get to work now buddy, see you soon!" His voice filled the room before the line rung dead. Now it was time to go to the singing hall and break the news to Frank. It was going to be harsh, and painful, but hopefully it wouldn't be a goodbye scenario.
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I was so near the building and i could tell from the strong scent of cigerettes, and filth crawling the sidewalk. I hummed along to the sound of my steps as i turned the corner to the building. But as i turned i spotted Frank. He was sad there in a heap of dirt and slumber. His eyes were bloodshot and circled in black, and his hair was screaming on its edges. His clothes were half ripped at the seems and the middle, and his hands shook violently.
"Frank!" I ran over, and knelt next to him staring at his frail tiny figure as he looked up at me lazily.
"Y-your here. I've been w-waiting a-a-all night.." He stuttered out quietly, and gripped the shoulder of my jacket tightly shaking it. "There are so many rats a-and h-horrible s-s-stuff out at night."
"Your so stupid." I laughed looking at the ground, my hands now shaking as well as i touched his greasy scalp stroking the thin strands. "Why are you here?"
"My grandad was ill, so my parents took all my money to pay for his operation. They said i could go to the nearest hotel for the night with my leftover cash, and in the morning my auntie would pick me up. I ignored them though, because my auntie is awful and i can't stand following ym parents orders. It all was just to much, and brought back the past. So i went here, and thought i would wait for you to save me from it all." So he was hiding things behind that smile of his?
"Im so sorry Frank. Sorry for not coming sooner, or saving you from all of this shit..." My hand dragged down his cheek and rested on the soft skin of his bare arm, where the sleeve was ripped. He was wrecked, and ruined, and had been messed with something silly. He really was a lost young soul, and right now i needed to be his rock to lead him out of the dark. His gorgeous face was melting in sorrow, and it killed me to see him this way...wait. Did i just say gorgeous? What was happening with me. Do i like this guy?
"You came though, and you didn't give up on me like they all have. I always knew you cared." He grinned weakly and i managed a smile back as our knees knocked gently together.
"Frank listen. A lot of stuff has happened...i can't explain it. Today i was evicted from my flat for an unfair reason, and it seems that the both of us are just being neglected now. The world obviously hates us, you think. I thought it was all over, but it isn't." His eyes widened in shock, and the veins in his fingers tensed.
"W-what, you too? What are you going- I mean what are WE going to do?" He looked down at his lap now covered in dirt and a few tears silently fell from his blotchy eyes. I reached my hand to cup his chin and brought it up to look at me. His face matched pure sorrow. All these feelings and emotions i had were bubbling inside of me. The most confusing one was lust. I was finally staring into the eyes of a human i could truly call beautiful. His mannerism, and looks. I wasn't gay, but i felt like he was making me turn that way with that smile, puppy dog eyes, and cute giggle.
"Frank, my brother is taking me in. He lives in San Diego, and it's great there. Im not the only one going, because your coming with me." I realised what i had just said. And how i had invited him to stay in, to him, a strangers house withought permission. Right now, i couldn't care less, for i had pulled Frank into my arms and he was near me. He nestled his head into the crook of my neck and sniffled, which tickled.
"Ah!" I giggled out. The vibration of my laugh bouncing of the collision of our chests pressed up against one anothers in an embrace.
"You smell nice." He chuckled and bit at my neck, in a playful manner.
"That hurt too!" I shouted pulling back and squeezing his biceps with were strong and hard. We both looked up and Frank bit on his tongue, supressing a mighty laugh.
"I have to live with you now." He said cocking his head to one side.
Me too shortstack." I said imitating his actions by moving my head to the side.
"Were both gonna hate eachothers guts by the end of this."
"You know, sometimes you actually speak the truth."
"Gerard everyone, grade A douche." He applauded speaking to a empty audience, and desolate street.
"You better deal with it because im the only friend you have."
"Im your best friend, and your worst enemy." He said ticking of both sides with his now still fingers.
"Yeah..i think that suits." I nodded and stood up, grabbing his sweaty palm and feeling a shudder run through me as our hand met. I ignored it though and we continued to walk back to my house. Confused, lost, happy, and alive.
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FRANKS POV:
My whole body tingled as we entered Gerards apartment. We had shared such an intimate moment, and he had been so warm about it. I was now living with him, his brother and partner. Gerard didn't even hesitate when i told him my situation, and just simply took me in. After this we held eachother for a while, and perhaps i slipped up slightly with some playful actions. He still accepted my weird ways, and our giggles continued to fill the empty spaces in my life. No matter how cheesy you think that sounds! I never thought i was gay, but it seems like the more time i spent with Gerard, the more i was falling for him. His cute giggle, stubby blonde hair, weird ways, and life story. Even though i haven't brought it up since, i will help him get his band back together, whatever it takes.
"Here is the hell-hole, and my past life." He indicated to his house, which was quite empty and stunk of charred tobacco. I sniffled inwards trying to block out the smell, and coughed from the dust. "Sorry, i know..this is why im glad to get out of here."
"You leave by tommorow?" I asked sitting on the sofa and making myself comfy.
"Mikey is picking us up at 9.00am, so yeah. I'll sleep on the couch, and you can take my bed." He said. The whole while he spoke he was picking up items around his house, and stuffing them into crippled carboard boxes. I stared at him whilst he did so, admiring how he chose to wear tight jeans, and the effect it had on his backside. Why was i having these thoughts? Honestly, he was driving my mind round the bend.
"Awesome, and thanks. I prefer beds to sofa's, and certainly stone hard tarmac. He laughed, and i saw him bite his lip as he continued to pile stuff into the boxes, his cheeks tinted a light glowing pink.
Once he was finished packing everything, he sat down next to me and lent his head to the side on the soft velvet. I turned the same way, and we both began talking about our interests.
"Let me get to know you better." Gerard said softly.
"Seriously, im nothing special."
"Dont fish for compliments, because you'll know my answer to your self-mockery." He rolled his eyes, and chewed on his lip, making my feet jiggle, and my stomach do flips.
"Eh, ok. I like guitar, rock music, Coca-cola, Black Flag, Italian food. Im anti-social, and a teenage reject." I listed. It took me a while because you know when someone asks you to list stuff, and your mind just goes blank. Yeah, i get thay.
"I love Black Flag there so awesome." His face lit up and my face heated slightly.
"I wish i knew your band. I mean you play my favourite Genre of music."
"We were a very big band, and even i can't explain the breakup. I guess that's why i want it back, because it feels wrong. We were always labelled by the media as an 'emo cult band', and that we made people kill themselves."
"I'd say bullshit." I retorted, suprised about how much negative attention he recieved.
"The fans loved us though, and our music lived through there screams. We saved lives, and that suprised me. In my childhood i dreamed of playing at some huge venues, and we ended up playing there in front of millions. I'd like to think we were never forgotten, and that the attention i recieve in public means we will always be remembered. The fans were distraught at the breakup, and we created so many distruptions i almost felt i should of told them it was a joke...and i guess now i just want to be back with them all. You know? For one last album to prove to the media we weren't some failure, and to my family and all the fans that there loved."
"That is an amazing idea, and an amazing journey. I would love to join you."
"Really?" He said looking me straight in the eye.
"Really." I said lowering my eyebrows.
And with that i slouched into a deep slumber, not realising it wasn't the evening, and that this was not my bed.
'Knock knock'
I squinted my eyes open to hear a rattling at the door. I groaned, remember the events from yesterday, and wondering why i felt so warm. Looking up i realised i had my head resting on Gerard's shoulder, and was cradling his hand with my dirty fingers. He was snoring and had his arm wrapped around me, pulling me closer. I jumped slightly, my face turning red and my stomach filling with butterflies. Gerard looked so cute when he was asleep, and i really wanted to pull him closer and sleep with him all day.
"Frank..dont go." I heard him whimper, and i giggled slightly poking his chest.
"Im right here silly!" I said, him jumping at the sound of my voice. Realising his arm was still loosely around me he removed it, playing with his fingers as his face flushed brightly.
"Uh, hey." He spoke, obviously embarassed.
'knock knock'
The door sounded again, and before we had time to answer it, it flew open and a slim figure walked in.
"I told you not to-....MIKEY!" Gerard screamed like a little girl, and ran up to him as Mikey twirled him around off his feet and hugged him tightly. They stood there for a bit, Gerard murmering into Mikey's shoulder, and him smiling and nodding.
"Nice to meet you Frank" Mikey grinned sweetly holding out a hand to shake "Gerard told me about your ordeal, and its clear i can take you in."
"Thanks dude, you don't know how much i appreciate it" I grinned giving him a hearty hug.
"C'mon then, better sooner than later." Gerard reminded us. And so we grabbed everything we needed and went.
Off to San Diego...

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