Gerard’s P.O.V

“I wake up to some shuffling by me and I open my eyes to see Frank getting out of bed.

“You okay?” I ask hoping he’s not going to go throw up; ugh being sick sucks, his came out of nowhere too but I’m here to take care of him and be there, yay!

“Ya just going pee” he says I nod and sit up as he walks out the door; I look to the clock that reads 12:25 PM and stretch; my mom should be coming home in like 45 minutes, Jeez Frank is really warm; like just any contact you could feel the heat off of him. I get up and throw on some comfortable clothes before walking out into the hallway to meet with Frank.

“Anything changed?” I as regarding his health

“My stomach feels fine now; and but besides that I still feel bad” I nod and brush some hair out of his face.

“Here go relax and I’ll make you some soup okay?” he nodded and made the way back to the room; even with being sick he looked so cute…if only he let me kiss him, at least on the cheek or something but he doesn’t want me to. I get where he’s coming from and doesn’t want to get me sick so that’s also adorable that he cares. I make my way to the kitchen and look in the cabinet; I wonder what kind of soup he likes but it’s a waste going back up there. I just take a tomato soup out and start heating it up; once done I put it in a bowl then on a tray and carefully go back upstairs where Frank is sitting against the headboard. Once he sees me he smiles; I place the tray on his lap and he looks down at the soup.

“Tomato, yum” he says picking up a spoonful and blowing it to cool it down; I sit down cross legged by the side of him and watched as he slowly ate.

“Thanks for staying with me” he says in between spoonfuls

“I rather be here with you then at boring school” I reply and he grins; I reach my hand up and ruffle his hair and he giggles as he slurps some more soup; about ten minutes of casual talking he finishes the food and I take the food and tray back downstairs…now let’s hope that food doesn’t come back up. We turn back on the movie and relax just doing nothing until I hear the front door open

“Guys I’m home” I hear my mother call; I gesture that I’ll be right back and Frank nods turning back to the movie; I head down and mom is placing her purse on the coffee table

“Hello, how was work?” I smile and she chuckles

“Fine, how’s Frank?” she asks

“He says his stomach feels better, but he still has a fever …I gave him some soup just a bit ago” I reply, she nods.

“Well I hope he feels better; did you eat anything yet?” she questions and I shake my head

“Okay I’ll make you a sandwich” she quickly make one and I head back upstairs with the plate to see Frank has fallen asleep, again, didn’t we just wake up? Well his body needs to rest to get better so I’ll let him sleep; I turn off the movie that was playing the credits and pull the blanket up. I kiss him on the forehead which is still slightly warm and grab my plate going back down.

“He fell back asleep” I chuckle to mom as I set my plate on the table and sit down; she smiles and nods as she sets some food down for herself. After a couple minutes she stops

“Gerard?” she speaks

“Yeah?” I wonder

“Umm, last night while I was taking Frank’s temperature I noticed… on his stomach he has, some scars, and as I parent…you know…” She trails off; I forgot that Frank was still in his boxers when he was there. I understand her concern; I put my food down getting ready to explain…It’s no use avoiding because she’s seen the scars.

“About a year ago Frank used to, umm self harm, he got bullied a lot especially by this one kid; His parents worked a lot and he barely saw them so he didn’t have anyone to help or talk to him… then he eventually found music and learned to play guitar which helped him cope, he hasn’t done it in about four or five months” I end and she sighs

“Okay…I was just concerned” she says and I nod, she begins eating her food again and so do I; I didn’t want to mention the time where he was close to doing it again, after Bryce found him in the parking lot and he was over thinking everything. After I finish eating I go back upstairs to the room and look around; I’m not tired so no nap…obviously the first thing I do is sit at my desk and take out my colored pencils and paper; time to draw Frank. I always end up drawing Frank, like he has the best facial structure and body for it; I’ve drawn like 7 pictures of him. Usually when I’m bored in class or something; what really makes me happy is when I show Frank he puts them in a folder that he has…like it’s a folder that he got, marked it ‘Gee’s Drawings’, and keeps them all in there so they don’t get ruined, it’s so caring and adorable. I stare at Frank’s snoring body and smile to myself as I start drawing.

He’s lying on the bed on his side; one hand under a pillow and the other on the bed near his head. The blue blanket up to his chest as his black hair falls around his face; I use the colored pencils to get the color just right and grin when I finish. I decide to add a little detail in the face and creases in the blanket until it looks perfect; frank is still sleeping soundly so I take out my phone and take a picture…maybe a couple pictures; I can’t help it Frank is just so damn adorable when he is sleeping. After about ten minutes and me just messing with my phone Frank stirs; I go over and sit next to him.

“Hey baby” I say, he sits up and stretches “You feeling okay?”

“Actually, I’m feeling a lot better” he smiles I place my hand up to his forehead and it’s not warm, its normal temperature; I grin and kiss his cheek, he sighs but smiles.

“I drew you again” I smile

“Oh let me see” he says excitedly; I go over and grab the picture handing it to him. He looks at everything for a moment and grins really wide

“I love it” he says leaning his head on my shoulder “I’ll put it with the other seven you’ve drawn” he chuckles

“Hey, not my fault you’re so beautiful” I say and he blushes as he gets out the folder with the papers; he pulls them all out and looks through them.
The first one was of him in bed with the skeleton onesie 2. He was in class writing notes so I drew him at the desk, 3. Drew him cooking, in front of the stove with an apron on. 4. Sitting at the table eating, 5. Him was falling asleep on the couch, 6. and 7. Were of him sleeping on the bed again.

He smiled at them and put it back before turning to me.

“I love you” he cooed

“I love you too…Did you want to go downstairs?” I asked, he thought for a moment

“No, even though I am feeling better I don’t want to risk still getting people sick” he replied

“Okay…so…more movies?” I smirked

Notes

GUYS...He went on stage with Mikey in Tokyo!!