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Stay With Me

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Christmas was fine. Gerard’s mother loved Frank; she even told her son if he hurts the younger boy he has hell to pay.
Frank didn’t want the vacation to end. During the week, they watched almost every movie, good and bad in Gerard’s collection. And of course, there was a lot of touching and moaning. Gerard couldn’t get enough of Frank, and vice versa.
They also went on a date. They ended up going about two hours out of the way; Gerard took him to an expressive restaurant. Frank kept saying it was too much, that he didn’t need all of this to know that his boyfriend cares, but to Gerard, this was the most he could do until Frank graduated.
On New Years Eve, Gerard and Frank stayed in; watching the popular New Years Eve shows, showing the ball and poppy music that Frank could barely stand. But they laughed at most of the acts, feeding each other some snacks.
They began counting down. Gerard pulled Frank to his feet, moving to the back door. Frank was confused. He put the T.V on loud so they could tell when they stopped counting. Frank looked at the sky, seeing fireworks from town in the distance. Gerard pulled Frank flush to his body. Capturing the younger mans lips, Frank sighed contently, against the older man. Gerard pulled away, resting his forehead against his boyfriends. And all he said, which made Frank happy and scared at the same time, was, ‘Happy New Year Frankie, I love you.’







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They were back at school, and Frank was not happy about being without Gerard’s arms. Frank got to school early, as always, heading towards Gerard’s classroom.
The teacher was sat on his desk as he looked over his lessons for the day, as Frank walked in. The teacher smirked at him, waving him over.
“Hey honey. Good morning.” Gerard brought his coffee to his lips. “Your coffee is behind me.” Frank just nodded and walked around the desk, seeing his coffee still in the holder. “Are you okay?” Gerard whispered, looking through his fringe, covering his forehead. Frank just nodded. “Baby.”
“I’m okay, I just-“
“Is it because of what I said at midnight? If it is, its okay that you don’t feel the same, I tend to, fall rather quickly. And with you, its quicker that quick, but I can’t hel-“ Frank pressed his fingers to Gerard’s mouth.
“I love you. I do, I, I haven’t had anyone say they loved me. My mother doesn’t even say it. I just know, ya know?” Gerard nodded, kissing lightly at Frank’s fingers.
“I love you,” he mouthed against Frank’s fingertips.
“Good. Do you need any help grading or anything?” Gerard moaned.
“That is the sexiest thing you’ve ever said to me.” Gerard winked, as Frank just rolled his eyes and held out his arms for the large stack of papers the teacher would hand him.



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As months went by, they got closer and closer to graduation. And Frank’s mother was getting a weird feeling about her son. He was spending way more time out of the house, but she never met any of his friends.
As Frank lay on his bed, his mom knocked on the door.
“Enter if you dare.” Frank called. His mom opened the door with two mugs in her hand, hot coco. “Oh no, something is up. Hot coco to the rescue.”
“Stop.” His mom laughed, sitting on his bed.
“What’s up mom?” He asked taking one of the cups.
“Well, you’ve been spending a lot of time out of this house, other than the time you’re at school. Where have you been going?”
“Well, I am applying to school, almost done, and I’ve been helping my English teacher out with grading and my writing portfolio, so I just been working real hard.” His mother puckered her lips.
“You sure that’s it?” Frank laughed.
“Yes mom.”
“Can I meet this teacher, bring him to dinner?” His mom said standing up.
“Um, ugh mom, that’s embarrassing!”
“Frank, I just want to meet the man who has been helping my son get into college. Just as a thank you because I’ve been so busy.” Frank nodded.
“Okay, I can see if he can come over tomorrow.” Frank’s mom claps happily and heads out of his room. “Oh boy.”





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Gerard parked outside Frank’s house. He was still in his work attire. Killing the engine, he rubbed his hands together.
“Okay, here we go.” He whispered to himself. Heading towards the door, he knocked twice before stepping back. Frank’s mother opened the door, smiling.
“Hello, are you Mr. Way? It’s very nice to meet you!”
“I can say the same about you Mrs. Iero, I am a very big fan of your work. And you can call me Gerard.” Stepping in, he shrugged off his jacket, his white button down clinging close to his body and his vest hanging off him.
“Gerard, thank you. You can call me Nancy. Frank should be down in a minute, he’s been in front of the mirror for the last twenty minutes.” Gerard laughed, biting his lip. “So Gerard, Frank says he’s been helping you grade while you help him apply to colleges and his writing portfolio. This dinner is to say thank you.”
“It’s no problem, Frank is an amazing person, and what a great writer. He has these thoughts that roam his brain that people wanna talk about, but are too afraid too open their mouths. He is gonna go far, and I am proud of him.”
“Thank you. He is isn’t he? He comes up with the craziest ideas. You know he helped me write Run, he was my editor. He added things that I swear I never thought of. I should of put, by Nancy Iero and Frank Iero.” Gerard was shocked; he didn’t realize that’s how Frank knew so many things that didn’t even come to Gerard’s brain while reading it the first time. As Nancy poured Gerard a glass of wine, he stopped her.
“Oh Mam’am, I uh, I don’t drink. I’m-“
“Oh, would you like soda?”
“That’s perfect.”
“May I ask how old you are?” Nancy asked as she entered the kitchen.
“Uh, Twenty-six.” Nancy nodded, Frank raced down the stairs, stopping at the last step looking at Gerard. He blushed, walking towards the kitchen.
“Hey Mr. Way.” Frank smiled, as he past his mom, grabbing a soda as well. Gerard blushed, clasping his hands together, while holding glass.
“Well, dinner is about ready, why don’t you two sit down.” His mom disappeared into the kitchen. They sat next to each other, Gerard’s hand reached for Frank’s under the table. Gladly, Frank took it, brushing his thumb across his teacher’s knuckles.
“Okay, here we go.” Nancy brought in the pasta.
“It looks wonderful.”
“Well, lets hope it tastes that way too.” Frank said. Nancy threw a dishtowel at Frank, laughing.
“I get lip from my kid, does he do this too you?”
“No, he tends to make jokes though.”
“I am funny you can’t say I’m not.” Gerard laughed tightening the grip on Frank’s hand.
“That you are.” Grabbing a plate full, they all started to eat, both hands on the table. “Okay, so I got something to say.” Nancy says, wiping her mouth. Both heads lifted looking straight at her. “Who came on to whom first?” Gerard became pale, grabbing Frank’s thigh.
“Um, what?” Frank said dropping his fork.
“Oh you’re kidding right? I can see right through this act. You’ve been seeing each other, oh and Frank you are not quiet. Oh Gerard!” She mocks.
“Mom!” Frank stood, ready to jump in front of Gerard, maybe get on his knees to beg her not to call the cops.
“Mrs. Iero, I- I- please, God, please don’t call the cops. I swear I haven’t done anything to him, other than kiss him. I- Goodness.” Gerard stood, running to grab his coat. Frank ran after him, grabbing him by his shoulder.
“Gerard-“
“Hold on you two.” Nancy ran after both of them. “Did I sound angry over there, did I sound like I was gonna call the police, the school, the media?” Frank grabbed Gerard’s hand, squeezing it. “I just have one question. You,” pointing to Gerard, “Do you treat him well?” She asked. Gerard let all the air he was holding inside, out.
“I do, well, I believe I do. I promise not to hurt him, not to make him ever feel unloved, or alone. I want to take care of him; I want to be with him. I know that may seem weird with me being twenty-six and Frank eighteen, but I tried to stay away, I- I really did. We met at the coffee shop, his first day of school. I didn’t realize he was my student. He looks way older than eighteen. I um, I did flirt, he did too, but he didn’t realize how old I was either; um, but when I did find out, I tried to stay away, I just-“
“I understand. Frank, did I tell you how I met your father?” Frank shook his head.
“Um, when I was going to college, uh, I had this one professor, well he was your father, we tried to stay away also, but we ended up together. Um, I passed his class and I moved on to my last year. And we were full on dating. Sadly, Frank’s father died five years ago in a car accident. But what I’m trying to say is, its okay. Just, keep it low, don’t tell anyone until you graduate Frank. You’re eighteen, Gerard can’t be arrested, but he can lose his job.” Frank nodded.
“Thank you mom.” Frankie whispered.
“Now, I have a conference call with my publishers, you two behave.” Nancy said, pointing mostly at Frank, heading towards her office. Frank almost collapsed. Gerard grabbed him, pulling the younger man into his chest.
“I thought, I- thought I lost you, I thought she was gonna rip us apart. I love you, so much- I can’t be-“
“I know,” Frank pushed his teachers hair out of his face, pulling him into a kiss, “I can’t be without you either, never.”
“Three more months Sweetheart.” Gerard sighed against his boyfriend’s lips.
“Three more months.”







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And those three months came; Frank found himself just stepping off the stage with his diploma in his hands. He could hear his mom and Gerard cheering from the back. Heading back to his seat waiting, hoping for this ceremony to be over soon.
Frank ran, he ran towards the back of the crowd pushing past people, looking for Gerard. He needed Gerard. Seeing his hair pushing, Frank ran right into the back of him, wrapping his arms around Gerard’s waist. Turning around, he grabbed the graduate by the waist, lifting him into his arms.
Kissing Gerard has always been amazing; giving him goose bumps and hairs standing on end. His heart beating so rapidly that it may fly out of his chest. But today, today is the day he can kiss him wherever he wants.
Heading towards the car, Frank grabbed his mom’s hand, stopping her. Staring at her, Frank bit his lip. Nancy smiled.
“Go, Gerard, he’s yours now.” Hugging his mom, he grabbed Gerard’s hand, following him towards the car.


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Entering Gerard’s home, Frank wrapped his arms around his boyfriend’s neck.
“You, Frank, are now mine. To show off, to love, to spend forever with.” Frank laughed, kissing the older man.
“I am, yours, always yours.” Gerard deepened the kiss, pulling him completely against his body. Feeling ever dip, curve, lump. Frank pulled away, as he pushed his hands under Gerard’s shirt, pulling it over his head. Gerard shirtless was something Frank doesn’t think he’d ever get use too. The way he looked in dim light made Frank’s body shiver. Gerard pulled Frank’s shirt off too, grabbing him by his waist, leaning down, Gerard peppered kisses over his collarbone. Frank gasped, digging his nails into Gerard’s back. The older man moaned, lifting Frank into his arms heading towards the stairs.
Getting to Gerard’s bed, he laid Frank down, pulling off his shoes and pants, socks too. Frank sat there on the bed, just in his tight boxers watching his older, sexier, man get undress.
“I love you.” Frank couldn’t think of anything else to say. Gerard smiled, crawling over him, kissing him hard, and pressing his body against Frank’s. Brushing his hair out of the younger boys eyes, he pressed a kiss to his forehead.
“We are gonna go slow, I love you so much. So much.” Frank leaned up kissing Gerard as the night turned into the most passionate night of Frank’s even Gerard’s life. They felt love, pleasure of each other lips, hands roaming, making each other feel wanted, loved. They called each others names into the night as they climaxed together saying I love yous until they fell asleep.





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Frank went to school close to home. Gerard was more important than going away. He could learn how to write anywhere.
But today was different; he was offered a full scholarship to NYU. When he got the letter his heart said no, but his professor said that there may never be a chance like that again.

Walking into now, Gerard and Frank’s home, he saw his handsome boyfriend in the kitchen. Throwing his bag onto the floor, he walked straight into Gerard’s back, pressing his cheek to the taller mans shoulder blade.
“Well, hello to you too.” Gerard turned around; he knew something was wrong. “What?” Grabbing Gerard’s hand, the younger boy pressed it to his cheek. Kissing the older mans palm.
“I turned it down, but I thought you should know, that I got a full scholarship to NYU-“
“Frankie that’s great!” Gerard wrapped his arms around the younger man, kissing his head.
“I’m not going. I’m staying here.”
“What, no! Frankie you have to go.” Gerard, held him by the shoulders.
“No! I’m staying with you!” Frank said.
“Baby, I will still be here. I’m not going anywhere-“
“I’m not going.” Frank pulled out of his grasp, heading upstairs. Gerard was left alone, biting the inside of his cheek, watching Frank angrily stomping upstairs.




After three days of not talking to each other, Gerard sat in his living room, waiting for Frank to come home.
And once he did, Frank held up his hand repeating no.
“Frank-“
“No! No! I’m not going. I’m not leaving you. I fucking- we fucking worked so hard to be together. So fucking hard. I waited so long to have you, to hold you around town even though we do get weird stares still. I’m stay-“
“Well, if you’re staying here, than you better come visit me in New York.” Gerard yelled. Stopping Frank.
“What.”
“I gave my notice that I will not be returning to Middle Rock High School. I am coming with you.” Gerard said mono-toned. Frank ran right into Gerard’s arms. When they touched the boulder on both their shoulders rolled off and disappeared.
“No, your job, you lo-“
“I love you more. I can teach anywhere.”
“And I can write anywhere.”
“Not until you get a degree. You write in New York until you walk across that stage.” Frank kissed Gerard, rooting his fingers through his locks.
“Oh, wait, what about your grandma’s-“
“I’ll do what she did, have the town just check on it once and a while, and we will come here during the summer. Summers here are beautiful.” Frank smiled, pulling Gerard into another kiss.







They made it. Together. For twenty-four years, they made it. Gerard has been teaching in the city, and Frank worked as an editor for the New York Times. Living in a modern apartment on the upper eastside, close to Park Ave.
As a married couple, they decided that they both wanted children, so they adopted a little girl, but that little girl was now sixteen years old.
As Frank cleaned up the living room of their home, Gerard came through the door, smiling, holding his arms open for Frank. As he was almost enclosed in his husband, Amelia got to Frank first.
“Hey! I get hugs from Dad first.” Gerard whined. Millie, her nickname given to her Nona Nancy, giggled.
“I got here first.” She mocked, pulling her dad closer. Gerard shook his head, pulling both of them into a hug. “I have to tell you something! Oh my God! Today at school! It was the best first day! Ugh my English teacher, my God is he hot. Geez, with his long shaggy hair and his-“ Frank lost all his hearing, looking up at Gerard whose face was paler than usual

Notes

that is it for this story I have been writing another one. I am mostly into one shots since I work a lot and I do have school. Let me know what you guys think !!! Thank you.

Comments

"Gerard whose face was paler than usual"
omg
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It was so cute!! <3

This is so sweet ^^

I'm so in love with this; I just wanna marry it <3