even if you stop believing

FRANK’S P.O.V

I feel so confused.
All the things I’ve experienced during the last few days have been so weird.
It all seems like a big, very strange coincidence.
Like first he happens to be at the bridge the same time I try to kill myself, then he saves me, then he happens to go to the same school as me and like if that wasn’t enough, he appears to be in the same music group as me. Can it even get weirder?

But even if it really is a little bit strange, I can’t complain.
I get to see his beautiful face everyday; I thought I’d never see it again.
At least sometimes my life is good or something.

It felt very good when he smiled at me today, I love his smile.
It felt good when I saw him looking at me, which got me blushing very bad.
I think I love everything about him, though I still don’t even know his name.
I know nothing about him but the fact that he’s really cute and he makes damn good hot chocolate.

To be honest, it felt bad when I ignored him and he just tried to be nice.
I just can’t let him close; any nice words could make him think that I want to be his friend or something.
I’m a horrible person.

I’d really like to be his friend, but I would just get hurt when he leaves me as he realizes what a pathetic little fag I am.
I’m just so afraid of being left alone, abandoned.
I can’t help who I am.
I also embarrassed myself in front of him.
Fucking winter and ice.

I hate my life.
I’ll never have a boyfriend.
I’ll never be anything, just a stupid fag who tries to kill himself all the time.
I feel so hopeless.

I’m just about to start crying, as I hear my dad shouting from the kitchen.
“Frank! Come here! I want you to meet someone!” He shouts.
I get up from the floor and head to the kitchen.
Dad just saved me from another collapse.

As I enter the kitchen, I see a stranger and my dad sitting at the table.
The stranger has a long curled blonde hair, some red lipstick and she seems to be about the same age as my dad. I think I know why she’s here and who she is to my dad.
Not bad at all dad, you could’ve chosen so much worse!

“Frank this is my---“ Dad starts.
“No, let me guess. You’re dating her now?” I say, very soon I realize that sound a bit sassy.
“Yeah, we’ve been dating for about a month now” Dad tells me, he seems happy.

“Hi Frank!” She suddenly whoops.
”Um… hi” I answer, and look at her a bit questioningly.
“I’m Donna, Donna Way. I hope we get along well because I like your dad a lot and I think I’m going to be with him for a long time, so I hope it’s okay” she says smiling. My dad smiles at her happily.
“Yeah, it’s okay” I say and smile. I hate new people, but I’ll try my best to get along with her if that makes dad happy.

“We’re going for a dinner at hers tomorrow, she’s amazing at cooking” My dad tells me and is still smiling. Dad hasn’t looked this happy for so long, he must really like this lady.
“Oh you don’t have to” she wheedles to my dad.
“Really” my dad tells her, and then they share a quick kiss.
“Frank, I also have two sons, their names are Michael and Gerard. I hope you get along with them too; to be honest, Gerard is very lonely and needs friends” She tells me suddenly. I get a strange thought, what if one of her sons is the boy? You know, the boy who saved my life an all.
She even looks like him a little bit.
Then the reality hits me, of course not.
That would be too strange.
The thought disappears from my mind soon.

Too strange.

Notes

I'm sorry this is so short :D:D

I'm so laughing at this fanfic, like, in most of the frerard fanfics they're like already fucking in the fourth chapter, but in this they have only talked to each other and so little after all :''D

The next update will be longer~