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I groaned softly tugging a pillow over my face as a ray of sun glared into my eyes.

"Come on, Frankie. I really wanted to check out this coffee shop before we left town."

I groaned once more, pulling the blanket on top of the pillow as well to show my disinterest. Gerard sighed softly. I couldn't see him, but I just knew he was pouting.

"Frank, don't be like that. You love coffee."

"I think I love sleep just a little bit more." I mumbled out from under the blanket.

Gerard sighed once more, yanking the blanket off of me, "Okay, but unless you plan on paying for another night in this piece of shit I suggest we get out of here."

I pulled the pillow off of my face looking at him in confusion, "Wait. Are you serious? Why so early?"

Gerard shrugged, "I don't know. I just read on some sign that if you don't plan on staying you have to check out by nine."

I rubbed my eyes roughly, "What time is it?"

Gerard glanced down at his watch, "Roughly 8:45."

I finally pealed myself out of bed mumbling out a 'fuck' as I started changing clothes.
After pulling on some random black shirt I turned to Gerard who was holding up one suitcase,

"All ready?"

"I fucking guess, man."

Gerard chuckled softly placing his suitcase down on the bed then he walked over to me planting a small kiss on my lips before whispering he would wait in the car and walked out. I groaned loudly grabbing both of our bags. I sighed throwing them into the trunk before getting in the car.

"Thanks for the help, asshole." I snapped as I started the car.

Gerard just chuckled, "Sorry."

I rolled my eyes slightly, driving out of the vacant parking lot. It looks like we were really the only people here. I'm not surprised that place was such a shithole. I looked around seeing a small coffee shop. Thankfully it had a drive through. I pulled up ordering me and Gerard a medium cup of coffee. I smiled handing the thin blonde girl five dollars for the drinks ignoring her endless flirting. I grinned wide as Gerard greedily snatched the coffee from my hands, sipping softly from it. We was silent for a while apart from the small mumbles of fuck when he burned his tongue on his coffee and me laughing at it.
We drove for a good two hours before Gerard finally spoke up again,

"I'm really sorry, Frank."

I glanced at him slightly, "For what, darling?"

Gerard sighed softly, "I just. You don't deserve to go through this. I know how much you love Jersey. You shouldn't have to leave your home just because my brothers a piece of shit."

"None of this is your fault, Gerard. Don't worry about it. Okay?"

Gerard grumbled a small okay his head down.

"Listen to me Gerard. I would go to the end of the fucking world if It meant get to be with you. You're my everything. I couldn't make it without you. I love you, Gerard."

"You don't mind all the craziness that comes along with it?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way, baby."

Gerard chuckled softly, tangling his fingers with mine, "I love you too, Frankie."



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I really don't know how long it's been. At least four hours. Gerard's been passed out for quite some time. He still hasn't let go of my hand. I don't think I really mind though. It gives me reassurance that's he's still here.
I lifted our hands, slowly, placing a small kiss on the back of his hand.
He's here.
He's fine.
He's right here with me. And he's not going anywhere.

Notes

It's been fucking two months. Holy shit. I'm so sorry, guys. I've had the worst writers block. Sorry it's all fucking dialogue. I'm also sorry this chapter is so short. I don't know I've read through this story a lot recently at its all pretty shitty and I apologize for that too. I'll try my hardest to fix it. I'll probably end up rewriting a lot of it if I'm honest. Im not sure yet.