It's all tøø real

Mikey ended up going to Hawaii for his honeymoon. How adorable. I only really know because Mikey called me about two days later, telling me about the trip, well, after he scolded me for what happened between me and Donna. I tried to explain to him that I really didn't do anything wrong, but he refused to listen and would just keep saying I shouldn't have brought Gerard. He also told me when he got back he wanted to take me somewhere and made me promise not to question him when we got there. I agreed and honestly I'm really anxious to find out where he's taking me. I shrugged slightly and looked over at Gerard. He was still fast asleep. I smiled softly studying each of his features. He looked so peaceful, like nothing in the world could ever bother him.
I gently ran my finger down his jaw moving it away quickly when he began to stir. I turned around pretending to be asleep after I heard him groan softly indicating he had woken up.
Next thing I knew I was in the fucking floor.
I groaned propping myself up on my arms,
"What the fuck was that for?" I snapped looking up at Gerard, who was smiling like an idiot I might add.

"I thought you were awake, and I just wanted to make sure I case you weren't." He stated simply.

I just stared at him for a second, "God I fucking love you."

Gerard's cheeks filled with a bright shade of pink, "I love you too, Frankie!"

I chuckled softly as I started to get up off the floor but then grabbed ahold of the blanket wrapping myself floor in it as I dropped back to the floor. Gerard whined as he grabbed at the blanket trying to yank it out from under me.

"Fraannnkkk its s'cold! Give the blanket back!" Gerard whined out as he continued to pull on the blanket.
I shook my head, mumbling into the blanket, "No, maybe if you actually get up and get dressed you'll be warm."

Gerard let out a small 'hmpf' noise as he finally let go of the blanket. "No I much rather be cold than get dressed. If I get dressed that means we have to actually get up and do something. I much rather just have a lazy day with my beautiful fiancé." He stated as he crossed in arms.

I peaked out of my little blanket burrito, looking up at him. Gerard stared back at me with a stubborn expression. He really wasn't going to get dressed. I giggled softly unwrapping myself, handing the blanket back to him. Gerard looked at me for a second before grabbing ahold of my waist causing me to drop the blanket and practically threw me on the bed. I attempted to get up but of course I was stopped by Gerard pinning my down as he straddled my waist. I stared at him, my eyebrow raised actually really confused where this was headed. We could either fuck or he could be the biggest asshole ever and tickle me. Gerard chewed on his lip gently as he stared down at me like he was still deciding, the next thing I knew I saw Gerard slowly leaning down towards my lips. I smiled softly as I closed my eyes waiting for the impact of his lips against mine. But of course it didn't come. While I was least expecting it Gerard fucking started ticking me at my sides. I squealed loudly, my eyes shooting open. I giggled uncontrollably as I squirmed around attempting to get out of his grip. Gerard tightened his legs around my waist as he tickled me even more. I giggled out tears beginning to spill from my eyes.

"G-Gerard! Stoooop!" I breathed out in between laughs.

Gerard pouted down at me "Awe where's the fun in that, baby boy?" He teased as he kept fucking grabbing at my sides.

I gasped out for air in between laughs. "Gerard! Please!!"

Gerard chuckled finally stopping. I signed out in relief, wiping away my tears. "You're an asshole." I stated simply, crossing my arms.

"Oh tell me something I don't know, sweetie." He responded before kissing my nose gently.

I giggled softly gaining a huge smile from Gerard. Gerard finally unwrapped his legs from my waist plopping down next to me. I turned over, resting my head against his chest. I smiled softly as I heard the faint thumping of his heart. Over the years I truly believe that's become my favorite sound in the entire world. Nothing else could even be compared to it.
I sighed contentedly as my eyelids began to droop. Next thing I knew I was fast asleep.

We were there again. We're in the fucking park again! No. No I'm not letting it happen this time. I fucking refuse to let him die again. I felt myself tangle my fingers with Gerard's and then I saw it. I saw the fucking car again. I attempted to push Gerard away. Fuck I tried so fucking hard but he just wouldn't let go of my hand. The car just getting closer and closer. If Gerard wasn't going to let go then I was at least going to switch sides with him and take most impact. I quickly moved Gerard to the other side of me. I heard as the cars tires screeched indicating I was going to be hit at any second. I closed my eyes as I braced myself for the impact.
Then I felt it. It was the worst pain I'd ever experienced. It felt like all of my ribs on my left side were all just stabbing into my lungs. I ignored the pain and attempted to look around. I had been flung a couple of feet. I looked down at my hand noticing Gerard had finally let go. I cried out softly as I forced myself to stand up. One of my legs were defiantly broken, but I really didn't care I needed to know if I saved Gerard or not. I limped around finding the car about five minutes later. It was lifted just slightly. Oh god how I hope it had just ran over a tree stump or something. I took in a sharp breath limping closer and closer the small lump under the car becoming clearer.
Gerard.
The car fucking ran over Gerard!
I scurried over as fast as my damaged body would let me and dropped to the ground next to his bunched up body. I tried my hardest to get him out from under the car, finally getting his upper body out. I felt for any signs of life. I checked his neck for a pulse. I felt a faint thump. I smiled wide pulling him closer.
"Gerard?! Gerard, baby wake up!!" I sniffled softly

Gerard eyes slowly opened, his hazel eyes full of pain. I let out a small sob as I smiled down at him. He was okay. I saved him. He's hurt. But he's alive. Gerard smiled back softly,

"I'm not gonna make it Frankie." Gerard stated quietly keeping his small smile spread across s cheeks.

"No don't say that dear. I'm gonna get an ambulance, they'll fix you right up and everything's gonna be okay!" I responded, gently moving some hair out of his bruised face.

Gerard let out a small chuckle, "I wish it could be that way darling." He whispered out softly.

I shook my head slightly tears spilling down my cheeks, "You're going to fucking make it Gerard! Please don't give up."

Gerard's smile dropped slightly, his eyes getting a distant look. "I love you so fucking much Frank Iero." He breathed out slowly.

Gerard's eyes closed completely, as his smile dropped. I looked at him with wide eyes. No. He can't be dead. No. This isn't what was supposed to happen!! I was supposed to save him!!
I held him close to me sobbing out harshly.
The love of my life just died in my fucking arms.
I looked down at him. He looked so peaceful. All the pain was gone from his expression.

"I love you too Gerard Way." I whispered out in between soft sobs as I clutched him close to me .

I gasped out harshly as I yanked myself up. My breaths were heavy and unsteady. My heart was beating excessively. Fuck it felt like I was dying. I clutched my chest, attempting to regulate my breathing. Once I began breathing right all the memories from the dreams came back. The pained look in his eyes. His small fading smile. His last words.
I clutched onto my knees pulling them close to me as I just began fucking bawling. I heard rapid footsteps come closer and closer. I didn't even care to look when the door swung open. I felt the soft embrace of Gerard as he pulled me close to his chest.

Gerard gently shushed me, as he rocked us back and forth. "It's okay baby, just tell me what happened."
I clutched onto his now tear soaked shirt, "T-The dream.." Gerard nodded understanding immediately what I was talking about. "I t-tried to save you, but no matter what I did, I couldn't keep you alive." I let out a shaky breath. "You died in my fucking arms."

Gerard rubbed my back gently as he kissed my sweat soaked hair. "It's okay baby I promise."

"But-" I started but was quickly cut off by Gerard.

"No." He gently grabbed ahold of my shoulders turning me so we were face to face.
"I'm right here Frankie." He smiled sympathetically, "I'm not going anywhere I promise." He whispered out softly,
"I'm always going to be here for you Frank."

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