Save me from this hospital bed

Gerard's P.O.V I stared at the ceiling as I laid on my bed. Brian had called earlier. My times up. I have to get going now. Back to touring. I leave in two days. I have to talk to Frank. I sigh as I pick up my phone. My hand was shaking. What do I do? I don't want to leave Frank. But I can't abandon my fans. I scroll to Frank's name and hit dial. He answers pretty fast. Frank: "Hey." Me: "Hey, Frankie. We...err...need to....err....talk." Smooth, Gerard. Not. Frank: "What's wrong? Your n...not calling t...to tell me you d..don't want to s....see me again, are y...you? 'Cause if you are, I'm sorry. For whatever I did. I'll stop.." Me: "I'm not calling to blow you off. I'd like to blow you though. When your eighteen of course." I heard him gasp in surprise. So I laughed. Me: "Frankie, baby, I have some bad news." Frank: "Bad news?" Me: "Brian called. Times up. I leave in two days." The line went quiet for a few minutes. Till Frank spoke in a sad tone. Frank: "Oh." Me: "I don't want to leave you." Frank: "But you have to go for the fans." Me: "I wanna ask you something." Frank: "Bout the band?" Me: "No. The offers still there for that though. I just....I don't want to go. I'll miss you so much." Frank: "So what do we do?" Me: "Well I want to take you out for a meal tomorrow. Seem as it's our last day together...for now." Frank: "Okay." Me: "Your eighteen soon, right?" Frank: "Yeah." Me: "I want you to come with me after your birthday." The line went quiet again. Me: "Don't decide yet. Tell me your decision tomorrow. But if you do come with me, I'll pay for your travel and I promise I won't lie to people about us. If you want there to be a us that is." Frank: "Us?" Me: "Yeah. Us. Frank Iero and Gerard Way. Us. When you turn eighteen, will you be my boyfriend?"

Notes

A short chapter left on a cliff hanger for my brilliant partner in crime. Love as always. xxx