Hospital Bed

Gerard held Frank's warm hand. It was Winter already and 6 months passed since he went into the coma. Gerard worked three jobs and sold comics on the side, because the hospital bill was getting high, but there was no way in fucking hell that he was going to give up on Frank. No matter how high the bill got, Gerard refused to get him out of that hospital with the fear that he wouldn't be able to watch over him correctly. He stared over at Frank's face. His hair was a lot longer, reminding Gerard that he needed to get someone to cut it or Frank would be really mad at him for letting it grow past his shoulders. He ran his fingers through Frank's hair and smiled softly.

"Hey, Frankie. I was thinking... Do you remember when you started ignoring me?” Gerard chuckled to himself and stared out the window, watching the sun set as his mind took him to the past.


Gerard waited for Frank at the school gates Monday morning. Frank hadn’t texted him in a couple of days and Gerard was worried that maybe something had happened to him. He went into Starbucks, and ordered their coffee.

“Where’s Frank?” their favorite barista, Jonny, asked. Gerard shrugged his shoulders

“I wish I knew. He hasn’t talked to me in a couple of days, and that really worries me to death. I really hope he’s all right…” he trails off.

“Hey, isn’t that Frank right there?” Jonny said as he pointed behind him and out the window. Gerard turned around quickly and noticed Frank walking passed the school gates. Gerard watched as he stopped walking and looked back at Starbucks. He looked right into his eyes and the pain reflected from his own. He knew that Frank couldn’t see him with the tint from the windows and it helped him breathe a little better. Frank turned back around and Gerard watched him until he walked through the doors. That was something Gerard was always afraid of; Frank walking away from him in life and leaving him behind. It was one of his biggest fears. He couldn’t imagine his life without Frank, but knew, eventually, Frank was going to get married and have kids and grow old with his wife; all the while Gerard knew he could never love another person in his life.

“Gerard, your coffees are ready!” Jonny said as he walked in front of him, breaking through his thoughts to hand him his coffee. Gerard thanked him and walked back to school. His class was right next to Frank’s so he figured he could just drop it off to him on his way to class. He felt nervous and he didn’t know why. Frank was his best friend, but he wasn’t stupid. He noticed the way he’d been acting around him lately. He wouldn’t make eye contact and Frank never wanted to be with him alone in his room anymore. He was growing bored of him… That, or he figured out Gerard was into guys.

He walked in the school just as the bell for first period rang. He quickly walked into Frank’s class and noticed him sitting with his head down. He set his coffee down in front of Frank and gave him a kiss on his forehead. Frank’s head shot up and he stared at Gerard, who only smiled sadly in response. He turned away and walked into his own class.

The next week went on the same. He tried talking, texting, and calling him, but he didn’t answer to anything. It eventually angered Gerard to the point of him wanting to hate Frank, but he just couldn’t. But finally, the next Monday came.

Gerard received a text from Frank telling him to meet him at their Starbucks across the street. He entered the shop and ordered his same black coffee and Frank his, quote, "sweet caramel and a fuckload of whipped cream." The barista seemed to understand what he meant since they were there a lot and made it exactly how Frank took it since he was pretty anal about it. He sat at their normal table and waited for him and their order, which didn't take as long as he thought it would.

"Thanks, man. Missed you guys," Gerard said. The young man nodded.
"Yeah, we thought you guys were cheating on us with another shop or something." They laughed and, at that moment, Frank walked in looking more nervous than Gerard had ever seen him. Gerard straightened up and waved him over. Frank sat at the table and happily drank his coffee. The young barista took his leave, sensing something personal was about to happen.

"I want to talk to you," Frank said.

"Yeah, same here. You've been avoiding me. You won't answer my texts or calls and, like, that's not cool, Frank. I miss you," he responded. Frank looked at Gerard's hand which was resting on the table next to his coffee. He then did something that surprised them both: Frank grabbed his hand and held it tightly. Gerard made no move, which was very hard, but instead waited to see what Frank was going to do next.

"Listen to me, Gerard. I'm in love with you. I could go into this big speech of why and how, but I want skip past that and be truthful and straightforward with you. I am completely in love with you. It scared me, and it may scare you, but I've accepted it. I understand if you can't be friends with me anymore, but, please, don't drag me along and fuck with my head," Frank told him. Gerard squeezed his hand back and smiled at him.

"I was expecting you to pull your hand away or punch me or some shit, but not actually... you know."

"I'm not into that cliche bullshit. I'm in love you, too, Frank. I'll be damned if I fuck it up, because I was in shock and you took it wrong," Gerard confessed. Frank smiled up and him, nearly on the verge of tears.

"Does this mean we're dating?" Frank asked.

"Will you date me, Frank?" Gerard asked.

"Fuck yes," Frank answered and they held their hands tighter.

"You said fuck yes and I thought it was greatest thing ever. Every time you've said that since then, I smiled because it shows love," Gerard sighed happily and looked at his watch.

"Okay, babe, I've gotta head off to work. Working a double today, and Mikey is still lost without me. I'll be back after my shift. I can't wait, Frankie, until you wake up so you can hug me back when I hug you or kiss me back when I kiss you..." Gerard's voice began breaking and he stopped talking and settled on kissing his fiancé on the forehead, then the nose, then the lips, and then finally the chin. He walked to the door and looked back at Frank until he fully closed the door.

"Wake up soon," he whispered to himself before walking away.

Notes

Short as heck update, because I'm tired and I want someone to hold me cx
I've got big things planned for this story :D I'm doing some serious planning ;3
Anyways, enjoy! <3 Feedback would be pretty fucking sexy :3

-OAIF <3