Gerard's POV

Dear Diary,


The past two weeks with Frankie have been the best. His warm eyes stare in mine when we lay in my bed. He plays with my long hair and then he comes into my arms. I love him, and he loves me. We have only been together for two weeks but it feels so much long. I mean he stands me and my behavior. He was my best friend for the longest time. I love him. His birthday is in a month, and I know he's scared for it to happen. If he doesn't want it then it won't happen it's all his choice. If he doesn't want sex then it won't happen, it's truly up to him.
Love, Gerard

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It's 6:25am and I know he wants me to wake him up early, but he's just so adorable sleeping on top of me. "hey baby, let's get up," I said playing with his hair. He looked up at me and leaned in for a kiss, of coarse I kissed him. "okay babe," he rolled off of me going threw his side of the drawers.

he was taking of his clothes forgetting I'm there, he was butt naked then realizes I'm staring right at his ass. His faces turns red, "oh I'm sorry babe," I said turning red and realizing I'm hard. "it-it's fine," He said. I saw his scared body, before I even realized it I went up to him up and picked him up then putting him on the bed and studying the scars.

"Gee-," he cut me off from my studying. "I'm so sor-" he stopped me pulling of a kiss. I break it off realizing he's hard too. "not right now Frankie- not until your birthday. It will special and romantic and you and I will being having the best time of our life," I said playing with his hair. He frowned, "okay okay," he said. I got up and got dressed, he did as well.

We skipped breakfast heading straight to school. Frank oddly likes to go extremely early or extremely late. I don't know why it's just strange.

We walked to English, not surprising the first ones there. "hello Gerard and Frank it's the beginning of a new month turn in your journals," she said excitedly. When Frank's journal was stolen he found it in his bag three days later. It's was strange but he just shrugged it off.

We turned them in, going to put seat right next to each other. I smiled that the fact he was right next to me. I took his hand and held it under the table. I looked over and he was smiling.

Other kids started coming in. Ray sat in front of us as usual. All the familiar assholes came piling in. Then there was a new kid. I never see him before. He was staring at me and Frankie. I could tell it made Frank uncomfortable. "take a picture it'll last longer," I yelled at the kid. Frank giggled and the dick head looked away.

I turned to Frankie, "Sorry baby I could tell he makes you uncomfortable with his stares," I said. "it's fine he did, thanks gee," said then kissed me on the cheek.

when class started Ms.Smith had collected all the journals and was grabbing a new one, "here you go Bert," she said handing the journal to the asshole. "Bert sounds like the name of an asshole,"I said mumbled. Frank heard me squeezing my hand tighter. I smiled.

"everyone this is Bert he's new here. I want you all to make him feel welcomed, Beet go take a seat next to Ray," she said smiling warmly. He took a seat next to Ray. He smelled of cigarettes and beer.

After class Frank and j walked hand and hand to go get our journals. As we walked out I heard someone say my name, Ms.Smith. "Gerard can you come here," she asked. I nodded letting go of Frankie's hand and he waited out side the class for me.

Gerard you have wonderful talent! You write amazing songs and draw amazing! Have you ever done anything with this talent?," she said curiously. "well every summer I take a camp in New York for art. As for my song writing I do on my own, I used to sing but not anymore," I said. "well Gerard you are extremely talented," she said smiling. I walked out waving goodbye.

"you think you're so cool? You're just a fucking pussy!," Bert had Frank pinned against a wall. I grabbed throwing him off him. I grabbed him by his hair throwing him on the ground. "don't you ever fucking touch my Frankie ever again. You hurt him and I will make sure you won't see ever again," I yelled.

I grabbed Frankie taking him to the boys bathroom. "baby it's okay he won't hurt you," I said holding him. His hands grabbed my shirt he started crying.

I picked him up bridal style and taking him to the last stall. I sat him in my lap and let him cry. "i know him...," he finally said. "how sweetie," I said playing with his hair. "he's my cousin. Everyone in my family are homophobic. I told my parents I'm bisexual, of coarse he found out and he goes here. It's going to be hell," he said quietly. "I won't let him hurt you. You're mine," I squeezed him tightly. He giggled. "we gotta go," he said finally getting up.

We walked out realizing everyone was in class. We went our separate ways and I walked to my next class.

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"Mikey we can't be parents!," Frank and I had just gotten home, we stopped at a pizza place after school so Mikey would already be home. "Emily, baby we can! You're parents have kick you out. Even if you do give the baby up for adoption, you'd still have no home!," Miley shouted back to Emily.

Emily had been staying with us sense her parents kicked her out. Her and Miley had been going back and forth over adoption or not.

"let's go for a walk," I suggested. He nodded.

We walked to a park hand and hand. When we got there Frank ran to the swings, he started going back and forth. I stood there watching.

I ran up behind him. Stopping the swing. "why are you ruining my fun," he said looking up at me. "well I wanna have some fun," I smirked picking him up from the swing bridal style. He giggled, " what would that be," he said curiously.

I walked up to the top of the playground, pining him up to bars(that made a wall). He smiled "I thought we were waiting," he giggled. "we're gonna, I just wanna have a little fun," I smirked.

Notes

why am I making everyone Frankie's cousin?

...what the hell am I doing...