~ Frank ~

It's been a long time since I liked Gerard, since the first time I met him, there was some kind of feeling. A vibe where we just connected right away. Maybe I was overlooking it but it's how it felt. Like we were the missing puzzle pieces for each other.

As I lay on my bed, with boxes packed up and a duffle bag with my clothes in it, there's a box that had 'joy' written on it. It was my present for Gerard. It held a bracelet and a necklace, they were a part of a set. I had the other necklace and bracelet. There was also a letter, a drawing, and a picture. The first and last pictures we took together. I was going to be leaving the day after Christmas day, which was in five days.

"Frank?" I heard a knock at my door and the ever so familiar voice. I got up and put the box under my bed.

"Yeah, hold on." I got to my feet and walked to the door that was across from my from. I reached for the door knob and opened it.

"Hey." The older boy greeted me with greasy black hair.

"Heya Gee." I smiled, fuck he was a heart attack in black hair dye.

"Do you mind if I come in?" He asks and I notice that I was blocking the entrance.

"O-oh no, not at all Gerard. My home is your home, for five days." I mutter the last three words.

"Yeah. So, guess what?" Gerard asked as he laid on my bed near the wall.

"What?" I ask, walked towards Gerard with my hands in my pockets, digging for a cancer stick.

"Guess!" Gerard looked at me smiling. I found a cig and looked on my dresser near my bed for a lighter.

"Uhmmm, you lost your virginity? No wait, you suck dick for cocaine?" I guessed while lighting my cigarette.

"No and no. I got accepted into that Visual Arts school in New York!" Gerard exclaimed.

I took the cigarette at my mouth and looked at Gerard in total happiness, "You fucking serious?" I asked, practically screaming.

"Fuck yeah!" His body leaped out of my bed.

"Oh congrats man!" I opened my arms and Gerard went in.

"Ahh, I'm just so happy!" Gerard commented, holding me tight. Tight enough for me to not be able to breathe.

"I would be happy," I gasped for air, "if you weren't holding me so fucking tight." I patted Gerard's back.

"Oh, whoops." Gerard let me go. "Sorry." He smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head.

"It's okay." I hit the side of his shoulder and walked towards the window. I opened it a little and let the winter breeze come in. Fuck it's cold.

I walk towards my bed and laid down. Gerard had already laid down, so I joined him. "You know, Mikey and my family miss you."

"Really?" I asked, of course he'd bring this up. I haven't left my room in three weeks or since Gerard got his first girlfriend, Brittany.

"Yeah, when you didn't show up for dinner. They got worried. Like their son was missing."

"Like when you ran away in freshman year?"

"Yeah."

I took a drag, "Maybe I'll join you guys on Christmas eve for dinner. Not Christmas because my mom and dad want me to be here."

"Okay, that sounds good. Do you got any presents?" Gerard asked, as much as I want to tell him, I decide not to.

"No, didn't feel like shopping this year." I smile as I take another drag.

"It's your last time here you ass and you decide not to get us presents?!" Gerard sat up. Ugh, I remember the first time I woke up next to him.

"Nah, maybe next year I'll send something. But dude, you need to take a shower." I get up, ruffling his hair and taking another drag.

"Fuck you." He shoves my hand away.

"As much as I'd love to, no thanks."

"I di-I didn't mean it that way, Frank!" His cheeks became a light shade of pink.

"Sure you did." I got out of the bed and put out the cigarette.

"I really hate you." Gerard pouted.

"Love you too hon." I teased, as I closed the window.

The next few hours Gerard and I talked about what we've been doing the past three weeks. Gerard obviously was hanging out with is girlfriend. He said she was going to go on vacation in a couple of days. Then he moved onto another subject, guessing he noticed how uncomfortable I was guessing. Soon enough it was about midnight and we were on our fifth album, it was Louder Than Bombs by The Smiths. By the second song Gerard was asleep, his back facing me. I smiled and decided on having another cig.

I put my covers over Gerard and grabbed the nearest sweater. It was big so I guess it was Gerard's, it also had his scent. I opened the window and a sharp cold breeze hit my face. I stood looking out the window then lighting up my cigarette. The smoke escaped my mouth every other minute. I felt so relaxed, Gerard...why did you have to hook up with a girl? We all know you're uncomfortable with them. I look at him and blow smoke towards his face. Asshole, I love this asshole.

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It was Christmas eve and Gerard showed up at my house around noon. I answered the door, "Greetings." Gerard smiled.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked, again not asking him to come in. It's been a couple of days since we talked.

"Can I come in? I want to talk to you."

"Sure thing." I let him in and we walked to my bedroom. "What's up?" I asked as we were walking upstairs.

"I think my girlfriend broke up with me..yesterday." He answered, quietly. Sounding almost embarrassed.

"Oh," I chuckled, "okay."

"Why the hell are you laughing?!" He screamed in my ear as I opened the door to my room.

"It was a girl, you started dating her for three weeks. You're uncomfortable around girls." I laughed some more.

"You know what Iero!? I was hoping for some fucking support!? BUT I GET LAUGHED AT!" Gerard yelled at me, I was still smiling and he looked at me.

"I'm sorry Gee. I just, we all just knew it wasn't going to work."

"I'm pissed off at everyone, especially you." He pointed at me.

"Aye, what did I do?"

"You're leaving me! You're leaving me and it's making me feel upset?! Who am I supposed to go to when my parents are bugging the shit out of me and I need a place to sleep?!"

"Look Ge-"

"Stop, no. I don't know how I'm going cope with this shit!"

"Gerard, calm the fuck down." I smiled.

"Why are you smiling? You think this is funny?"

"Well yeah, I mean you look like shit and you yelling at me. It just reminds me of when we were in our sophomore year."

"Of course, it does." Gerard let out an angry sigh and walked out of my room.

Before I said anything I open up my window and waited for Gerard to leave my house. The door was slammed and I flinched. "Holy shit-Oi! You still want me over for dinner?!" I yelled out the window.

"FUCK YOU!" Gerard held out his middle finger and walked away.

"I'd be glad to! See you tonight!" I screamed.

"Wear something nice!" He screamed back and I watched him walk way. His house was a block away so I watched his figure slowly disappear into a house while lighting a cigarette.

I laid on my bed for another two hours, writing songs and then my dad walked in. I smelt the stench of alcohol, shit. I set my guitar down and looked at my dad. Tears were streaming down his eyes. "What's wrong dad?" I asked as he sat down on my bed.

"I-I d-don't want to cause you such pain anymore." He answered.

I furrowed my eyebrows and said, "You've never hurt me though."

"I made you move too much as a kid and here we are moving all over again. I can see the sadness you've had since we told you we were moving. It was like kicking your favorite dog."

"Dad, it's okay. I'll be okay. We'll be okay." I lied.

"I don't want y-you to f-feel sad, s-son." He stuttered, still crying.

"Dad, it's okay. Listen, Gerard's family invited me over for dinner tonight and I have to get ready. We can talk about this later. Also, it's Christmas eve dad. Be happy." I gave him a hug and he hugged me back.

"I don't know how you do it, s-son. Gerard was right, you're always in a bright mood." My heart ached at that comment.

"I don't know either. Dealing with my depression and shit, it surprises me that I can get people to be happier."

"Okay, well...I'm going to talk to your mom. You go ahead and get ready." I nodded and he left my room. I haven't seen that side of him in about a year.

I got up and grabbed a black dress shirt and a pair of black loose jeans. I took a quick shower, I haven't showered in a week. Ew. After I was done with the shower I did all the necessary things, which was put on my clothes, shoes, and grab a sweater. Once I finished I grabbed the present for Gerard and walked out of my room.

"Frank, honey! You look so cute." My mom held my face, and I smiled.

"Thanks ma."

"Anytime honey. Do you need a drive?" Before I could answer she walked me out of the house and drove me there.

"Who's present?" She asked once we arrived at his driveway.

"Gerard's." I answered.

"What's in it?"

"Uh, a necklace, bracelet, and a letter. Also pictures. Our first and last ones."

"How cute." She smiled.

"Mhmm, okay. I'll most likely be spending the night but don't worry I got a band shirt under this button up so I have clothes for tomorrow."

"Okay," My chuckled, "bye honey." She kissed my cheek before I left the car.

"Bye." I waved.

My mom drove away and I walked up to the house. I didn't need to knock, I just walked in and was greeted by a very good smell. "Mm, what's cooking?" I asked, looking at Mikey, who was switching through channels.

"I don't know. My mom said it was going to be-a SURPRISE!" Mikey's eyes trialed off the T.V. and his voice raised once he saw me.

"AYe MIKES!" I held out my hands and he ran into them.

"OH I'VE MISSED YOU! YOU LITTLE ITALIAN MAN!" Mikey screamed into my ears.

"Oh geez...not this again." Mikey let go of me before he could suffocate me.

"Frankie! My boy!" I overheard Gerard and Mikey's dad.

"AY DON!" I yelled and he gave me a hug. Then I saw Donna coming out of the corner, "Hey Donna!" I waved.

She smiled and ran towards Don and I. She hugged us both and Mikey joined in. After about a few minutes of hugging they let me go. "Gerard's in his room." Donna told me as if she knew what I was going to ask. I nodded and ran up to his room.

"Hey Gee?" I knocked on his door and then opened it.

"Hey Frankie."

I opened the door and it revealed a Gerard that was shirtless. He finally took a shower. "Fucking finally." I thought out loud.

"I know, I finally took a shower." He smiled and put on a white button up.

"Yeah." I sat down and I remembered I still had the present in my hands.

"Who's that for?" Gerard gestured to the box that had 'joy' written on it.

"It's for you but you can't open it until Christmas." I commented.

"You said you didn't have any presents."

"I'm pretty good at lying." I smiled and Gerard did too.

"Right."

"You don't mind me sleeping over do you?" I asked.

"Not at all."

"Okay."

The rest of the hour, we ate. Gerard's family was so happy to see me and I was happy to see them. Boy, did I miss their company. Gerard and I were getting tired so we went upstairs. I took everything off except my boxers. Gerard did the same.

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~Gerard~

"You're going to sleep with me?" I asked Frank as I look at his tattooed body.

"Sure."

"Okay, I want to listen to some music though."

"I'm cool with that."

"Okay good." I responed.

I put on David Bowie and Frank groaned, "Anything other than this!" He complained.

"Fine," I took out the album and inserted the Misfits, "better?"

"Better."

I turned around and walked towards my bed. Frank scooted towards the wall and I slid in. My bed was small but big enough to fit the two of us. Our bodies touched and I felt the warmth radiating around Frank. After about an hour Frank had fallen asleep and I got up and changed the CD to The Smiths. After about ten minutes, I felt Frank's arm wrap around my waist. He pulled me closer and I wrapped my arm around his neck. Then my eyes were getting heavy and I fell asleep.

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The sun peeked through the shades as I opened my eyes and I was suddenly blinded. I saw a moving figure, I freaked but then I noticed who it was. "Morning Frankie." I smiled.

"Morning Gee. I have to get going. It's 12:00 and I don't my mom to be on my ass today."

"Okay. See you later Frankie." I yawned.

"Yeah, bye Gee." He put on his shirt and I got out of bed.

"Bye." I gave him a hug and smiled. I rubbed my eyes.

"Bye, you look stoned out of your mind by the way." He giggled and walked out the door.

I walked towards my window and opened the window, "Can I open the present?!"

"Yeah!" He yelled back, walking down the street where his house was.

"Okay. Thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

He ran down the street and I walked to the present on my dresser. I sat on my bed and held the present. I opened the box, there was a bracelet that said 'soul' on it. Then there was a necklace that had a key on it. I smiled at it and I noticed there was a letter.

I opened it and started to read:

Dear Gerard,

Merry Christmas you crazy fuck! I hope you have a nice Christmas, unfortunately I can't join you because well I'm moving and today my parents want me to be home with the rest of my family. So, this is what I decided to do. I decided to tell you this stuff, that I'm tired of hiding from you. So, let's start from the beginning. Ever since I first met you in the fifth grade I felt this special connection. We were insuperable from then on, we carried this feeling of can't be stopped. I loved that feeling. Then I started to realize that I had been falling in love with you. I never wanted to tell you because I thought you didn't feel the same. Now, I still don't know but since I'm moving I don't have to have this anchor around me anymore. Anyways, I've been in love with you since like the seventh grade and been fucking low key hiding it from you. But it's okay. Anyways, let me just tell you that meaning of the gifts. So, the bracelet says 'soul' mine says 'mate', you have a necklace that has key, I have a heart that is unlocked, and the pictures, our first to last pictures. I chose those because I've loved you since the beginning to the end. I haven't reached the end but I know I'll always love you. You're my first love, and I wish you could be my first everything but you know things don't always work the way I want them to work. You know? But uh yeah...that's all. I just wanted to give you something big yet small on Christmas. So, yeah. That's all, bye.

I love you so fucking much Gerard,

Frank.

I felt tears coming out of my eyes, fuck. We hid our feelings for each other for so long. Why the fuck did we do it?! Shit...fuck. Frankie.

"I love you so much Frankie." I whimpered.

Notes

...ruined xmas for you didn't I??? I ruined XMAS for the both of them...huehue...I have an ending for it but I'm not going to give it to you guys, because I want to know if it's good...if it's really good then I'll upload a sequel and it's horrible but good I'll upload the ending

XO Weenie