Trapped In A Skeletal Coffin Called ''My Body''

Gerard's POV-

It's now the day of the concert...

I am currently at my house, getting ready, I'm supposed to meet the guys at Frank's house, he said he had a surprise for me...

I finished putting on my eyeliner, and picked up my phone, going on to Twitter.

" just finished getting ready for our show tonight! Will see you all soon!" I tweeted it, then grabbed my jacket and hopped in the car, putting on my seat belt.

I was nervous and excited at the same time for Frank's 'surprise' I didn't know what it was, but I knew it wasn't anything bad as he had a huge ass smile on his face when he told me.

Why did he wait till now? Have no idea.

I arrive and get out of the car, opening the door.

Frank is sitting on the couch, the guys not appearing to be anywhere yet, Frankie is looking anxious in his normal stage outfit, he looks hot as fuck as I haven't seen him in this outfit for a while.

"Hey babe" I say, stepping in and walking over to him, sitting next to him.
"H-hi Gerard..." He says, a little shaky.

Now I'm starting to get concerned....

"Frankie... Are you okay?" I ask, concern washing over my face.
He licked his dry lips before saying, "Gee, I have a surprise for you, but... Kiss me first."

I was very confused but obeyed his wishes, and closed the gap between us and kissed him softly.

We pulled apart and Frankie still looked extremely nervous.
"Frank, honey what's up, please tell me. Did anything happen?"
Frank finally smiled and shook his head, "no.... Stand up, Gee."

I furrowed my eyebrows and did as he said again.
He stood up with me, reached into his pocket and then got down on one knee...

What

Is he...?

No, he couldn't be!

But... What if?

Notes

SO FUCKING SORRY FOR THE DRAMA WITH THIS FIC AND TAKING FIVE THOUSAND TEN HUNDRED YEARS TO POST THIS AHHHH

hope you enjoyed this is the end of this fic, I kinda rushed it but hope you like it :3 :)