Love Is A Four Letter Colour

Frank was so into art. He didn't paint or draw or take pictures, his type of art is writing novels and poems. He is a sucker for happy endings and will read anything you give him. The boy is a bookworm. He also has a little secret... He writes fan-fiction about him and Gerard Way, the artist he loves. He never met the man but loves to pretend he is in a relationship with him.

Frank is a weird teenager but he is a teenager...teenagers are full of fantasies. He is a horny and weird kid.

He isn't in love with the 30 year old artist, Gerard, because he's handsome but also the way he expresses his feelings through his art. He's a very sad, yet charming man. Isn't a man's man or prince charmin but he is his self and no one else.

Again, Frank didn't even know the man in real life but he does think of him that way, charming and sad. His depressing art shows a little bit of happiness in his paintings. They give out lots of characteristics and emotion.

Frank isn't a crazy fan-boy...or is he? He once bought a four hundred dollar painting Gerard did off ebay...good stuff man. He would've totally spent way more on it.

Tonight Gerard was going to do a live show online to raise awareness of cancer and lots of other diseases. Gerard himself is colour blind. For him it felt weird at first when he first became colour blind, it felt like he was trapped inside a really shitty quality camera.

Gerard became colour blind at the age of sixteen. He spent most years in hospital. Missing his education. He caught up with online tutors and finally got a graduation certificate. He then tried to go art college but no one appreciated his art, all he could do were comic book super hero things. So he dropped out and went and lived in his parents basement. He stayed till he got bored and wanted to do something productive with his life but couldn't think on what to do. He never saw a future ahead of himself and got angry, swallowing a bunch of pills.

The pills weren't enough...gladly.

He found his self vomiting them up again, upsetting his stomach for two whole days. Age of twenty four Gerard got better at drawing, he could draw more realistic stuff so he decided to draw a portrait of his beautiful mother. She isn't a super model beautiful but a mother-type kind of beautiful, the kind when you are just so worn out because kids stressing you out but still went on with life happily with a smile on her face.

She fell in love with the drawing and called up a fee business men, trying to get his portrait sold and up on a art gallery. He got slightly famous and then his viewers started to grow.

People started sending emails to Gerard telling his how much they appreciate his portrait and would to see more of his paintings. Of course, one of the people was Frank, being the creepy stalker fan-boy. Anyway, now Gerard is 30 and a famous, colour blind artist.

Back to Frank, he was logging into his twitch account half and hour before the live show was going on, he wanted to be a one of the first people watching his live show. His stomach is churning with butterflies. He was half and hour early so he then decided to go and update his fiction on wattpad.

Notes

Uh...I'm back!! Yay? Nay? I don't know. I'm sorry for the wait, y'all can slap me to the other side of the world now.

hope you enjoyed this chapter.