Frank and Gerard never seen each other after Christmas day. Gerard never left his room for a whole three months. He spent the days in his room, wishing he could change everything. How he could've told Frank and everything would be better. Then when he noticed that he needed to get back to school and he needed to carry on with life he did so. He decided on wearing his Christmas present that Frank got him.

That same day, Frank was getting ready for school. He was still considered the new kid, that gay kid, that cute boy who looks intimidating as hell, or that boy who never shows emotion. Frank didn't want to break Gerard's heart, he didn't want to leave him. Mikey told Frank what was happening to Gerard, it hurt Frank. He even locked himself in his room for a month or two, he then got out of bed the same day Gerard did. Frank wanted to go to school in New York, Frank then went through his routine.

Take shower, wear Gerard's sweater you took, put on black jeans, put on bracelet, and necklace. Frank looked in the mirror, he smiled. "Fuck, I still look healthy." He sighed and walked out of his bathroom. He took his school bag and walked out of his room.

Gerard did the same; take shower, wear the sweater Frank loved oh wait-he took it, wear Frank's second favorite sweater, put on a pair of skinnies, and the bracelet and necklace Frank gave him. He gazed into the mirror, and smiled. "I wish I could see you, but not today. Hopefully someday. Also, Gerard, you look hella good today." Gerard left the room and walked out of his house.

The two drove to school, were greeted with surprised teachers, and went throughout the day with no emotion. Gerard had someone though, Mikey. Frank didn't, but he sure as hell wish he did.

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~ Four Years Later ~
- Gerard's POV -

"Gerard! Your class starts in ten minutes! Get the fuck up!" I overheard my roommate, Shaun.

"Okay...can you make me coffee while I get dressed?" I groaned, stretching as well.

"Sure thing, fuck boy." He gestured to the body next to me, how was he still asleep?

"Fuck." I whisper.

"You better hurry and get out. Or else you'll have to do deal with another rejection instead of you doing the rejection. I also got the note written out so hurry." He held up a sticky note.

"Okay, thanks babe." I kissed his cheek and ran into the bathroom where my clothes were prepared.

"You're welcome bitch."

After I got done, I heard movement in my room. SHIT! I looked in the mirror, "Okay Gerard, you can run as fast as you can. Yes you can." I whisper.

"G'morning!" I heard Shaun's voice echo.

"Uh..hi?" He responded.

"I know, I'm not who you expected to see but you know he's in college. He does this a lot, one night stands. So please, do leave. Thanks."

"Oh..okay. Can I use your bathroom first?"

"Uhm, yeah. There's one in my room, so go on ahead."

I heard the door close and I ran out the bathroom. I grabbed my bag, phone, and keys. Shaun held the door and gave me my coffee. I mouthed a 'thank you' and I was out the door. Then everything hit me, my first class was cancelled and Shaun saved me from dealing with a one night stand.

I walk out of the apartment building and head to a record shop. As I walk their I look at everyone, their faces hoping to find his. I want to see it, I want to know he's alright. Once I reach the record shop I enter and let the bell ring throughout the store. I was greeted by a girl who had The Clash band tee, I waved and smiled.

I looked around for a present to give Mikey. He's been complaining about not having any Morrissey merchandise so I grab a record and a Morrissey shirt. "He'll love this." I whisper to myself and then I walk to the back of the store. I search the compartments and I find what I was looking for. The Ronettes, nothing makes you feel like you're alone and shitty accept these girls singing about the ones they love.

Before I leave and pay for my stuff I run into someone, "Shit, I'm sorry man." The smaller person apologized. His voice rang through my ears like heaven, Frank's voice did that.

"No, no it's fine. I'm sorry. I wasn't looking." I pick up my empty coffee cup and Mikey's Morrissey shirt. Once I got up I look at the necklace the person was wearing. There was a heart with a key hole that looked all too familiar. I look up at the person's face and I am met with two of the most beautiful eyes I've ever set my eyes on. Frank Iero.

"Gerard?" He asked as I was still stuck in a trance.

I shook myself out of the trance and said, "Are you real?"

"Oh my God! Gerard!" Frank wrapped his arms around me and I didn't move. I stood there, shocked to see Frank. It's been four fucking years.

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~Frank's POV~

I didn't plan on going to class, I was ready to leave. I have good grades and ahead of everyone, the professors didn't give me work to do. They got mad whenever I just showed up because I didn't have to until next semester but lately I've been feeling down so I decided to arrive late. Since there was nothing to do I decided to give myself something to do, record shopping.

I walk out my apartment door and walk to the nearby record store. I walked around in the record store, not looking for anything really. Just then I remember I should be looking for a Christmas present for Gerard and his family. I remember Gerard always complained about not having The Ronettes album, so I head to the back. I walked, I was excited inside but I was actually walking with a poker face and looking at the ground and records. Then I felt a body, shit I ran into someone.

"Shit, I'm sorry man." I apologized as I looked at the coffee and Morrissey shirt. Funny, Mikey wanted that exact shirt for Christmas.


"No, no it's fine. I'm sorry. I wasn't looking." The voice said, trying to look for an excuse but failed. I wasn't looking, then I moved my eyes from the ground after I saw the person''s hands pick up the things he dropped, I saw a bracelet that looked familiar but ignored it. My eyes trailed to his chest, that necklace. It was what went along with my necklace.

I look at his face, it was him. "Gerard?"

"Are you real?" He murmured, almost inaudible. This was fucking real, and I couldn't be more happy.

"Oh my God! Gerard!" I hugged him, fuck I missed him. He didn't hug me back but it was okay. Just as long as he was in my arms, here with me, and most importantly..alive. We stood there for a few minutes and then I let go. I felt something wet, fuck I'm crying.

"Why are you crying?" He looked at me with concern.

"It's been four fucking years Gee. I fucking missed you."

"I know, I missed you too." He pulled me into another hug and I sobbed. He rubbed my back.

"I see you kept my Christmas gift." I said, calming down.

"Yeah, kept it all. I needed something to remember you." He pulled away and held my face.

"But why?" I asked, holding onto his wrists.

"Because I love you so fucking much. I don't forget my first and only love." He leaned in.

"I don't either." I leaned in.

"If you guys are going to kiss please don't do it here. I don't want to sound homophobic but I feel very uncomfortable about PDA." A voice interrupted us and we smiled.

"Of course." Gerard smiled and walked to the cashier, I followed. He paid for the things he got and left. He held my hand and walked me to an apartment building.

I didn't question anything. We walked and walked. Then we arrived at the apartment, I smiled as he kept talking on and on about something. He opened the door and took me into his room. I walked in and was amazed at how well kept it was.

"Fuck, it looks better than my room." I comment.

"Yeah," He walks towards his bed, "sit." He commands.

"Uhuh okay. Master." I say, more seductive than what I was anticipating.

"Did you just? Fucking weirdo." He smiled.

"Yes I just and thank you."

We spent the hour together messing with each other, fuck I missed this. Now, we were laying on the bed hand in hand.

"You know, during the duration of these four years I thought about you." Gerard commented.

"I did too." I replied, looking at the ceiling above me.

Gerard got out of bed and was searching for something. I look at him in confusion but shrugged it off. I started to get hot and took off my denim jacket and sweater. I got out of the bed and neatly folded them and put them on his dresser. Then I felt someone looking at me, I turned around and saw Gerard smoking. Looking at me and I smiled.

I walk towards him and take the cigarette out of his mouth, "Smoking is bad for you." I comment. He blew the smoke in my face and leaned in and kissed me. Our lips moved insync and I moved my hands to his jawline. I pushed him back to his wall and practically slammed his body on the wall.

"Rough much?" Gerard disconnected our lips and connected them again. I hum a yes and I grind on his hard-on.

Gerard moans and I moan back, I move Gerard's hands off my waist and I hold his wrists and pin them against the wall along with his body. Gerard whines and I disconnect our lips for a breather.

"Stop teasing." He whines, I smirk and let him free. I turn away and take my shirt off. I felt Gerard turn me around and as I take my shirt off he helps. Once it's off I take his off, our lips are then connected. I push Gerard back and we fall onto his bed. We shift our bodies and I'm on top of him. I unbuckled his jeans and pulled them down as far as I could. Gerard had gotten up, still making out with me. He took off his jeans and I did too. Gerard nibbled on my neck as I took my jeans off.

"Frankie you're so beautiful." He softly whispers once I take my jeans. I hum another yes and lay Gerard down again.

I reach down his briefs and slowly move my hand up and down. Gerard lets out a soft moan and I move faster. I lean down to kiss him, our mouths stay connected until Gerard mumbled something.

"What?" I whispered.

"Fuck me please." He begged and I smirked.

"Okay." I kiss him at the same time I'm taking off his briefs along with mine. I lift Gerard's hips and I lick my fingers and insert my index. Then my middle. I look at Gerard and he bites his lips.

"Condom?" He asks and I nod. I slip the condom onto my quivering member and I look back at Gerard.

"You good?" I ask and he nods, still biting his lip.

I stick my hard into his hole and start off slow. After a few minutes, Gerard begs for me to go faster. I thrust in and out faster, Gerard moans and I do too. I then lean down to Gerard and keep thrusting. I connect our lips for a few and then I disconnect and move down to his neck. Leaving big, dark marks on his pale skin. Gerard's legs wrap around my back and his hands travel down back, leaving scratch marks. I thrust even more harder, Gerard let's out a loud moan and I know that's his sweet spot. I thrust harder and faster, until I felt something coming.

"G-Gee I'm gonna-gonna cum." I breath out.

"Me t-too." He comments.

Our breathes became in sync and I suddenly feel myself reach the climax. I couldn't hold it in and Gerard moans out loud and I moan and let go. He does too. I remove myself and I fall to his side.

"Fuck that was the greatest sex I've had." He commented, I smiled.

"Well I am known for being a God at sex."

"You are."

We turned out bodies to face each other, Gerard kisses me and nuzzles into the crook of my neck. I wrap my arms around him and smiled, "I fucking love you." I squeeze him.

"I fucking love you too, Frankie."

Notes

AYEEEEEEEEEE I made the sequel....huehue...hope you all liked it

Peace out weeners (it's spelt wrong for a reason)

xo weenie <3