Frank opened his eyes looking up at the white ceiling. He sat up and looked around the room, trying to figure out what happened the night before. He was laying in some room he'd never seen before. The room had a bed with yellow sheets, blue blankets. The had it self was horror movie poster, band posters, dark gray walls, a small dark dresser that was cover in random junk, and a light coming from the room in the back room. The smell of lavender and the sound of water was coming from the room. The smell and the sound soothed Frank, making him lay back down and making him want to fall right back to sleep.

"Don't wanna be an American idiot".

Frank jumped hearing it was coming from the back room, trying to figure out who the mans voice was he got out the strangers bed rapping the yellow sheets around his completely naked body.

"Don't want a nation under the new mania".

He walked closer to the door to hear a shower running in the background. He open the door about three inches and looked in the reflection of the mirror to see, a pale man with semi long hair- and from what Frank could see a beautiful body.

"And can you hear the sound of hysteria?".

Then he remember the night before. It didn't come in flashbacks it came all at once.

"The subliminal mind fuck America.".

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The man walked into the bar, wearing a Green Day shirt, black skinny jeans, and eyeliner. As soon as Frank saw him he felt butterflies in his stomach. Frank stared at the stranger looking at his beautiful body, his soft lips and wanting to run up and kiss him. "Iero! Get back to work! It's your first day on the job don't day dream on me already," his manger yelled from the back. "Sorry Ray," he yelled back, "mind your business maybe," he muttered under his breath.

Frank was working the bar, usual when he got a job at a bar. He's 24 and trying to get his medical degree to please his parents. But that's not what Frank wanted. Frank wanted to be free, he wanted to be in a band.

But sadly Frank was stuck going to college and working a bar in New York every night. Frank studied his shoes, the place was dead, probably because it's a Tuesday. "Hey," Frank looked up. It was the strange with the Green Day shirt. "H-hi. Um what would you like," Frank spoke staring into the strangers eyes. He sighed and said, "I've had a pretty horrible day- apparently like everyday, but gimme the strongest thing you got," he smirked. "O-okay," Frank said.

The man studied Frank's movement the way he walked, semi noticeable tattoos. He found him interesting and well handsome. No not handsome, beautiful. "Here you go sir-," "No don't call me sir I'm only 25, it makes me feel old. Call me Gerard," Gerard smirked. Frank face turned red. "And yours," said asked taking a sip of his drink. "Frank," he said blushing uncontrollably. "Hai Frankie, why don't you just gimme the whole bottle of this stuff," Frank did has Gerard said.

The night went on and around 1am Frank shift was over, and as he went to leave, Gerard grabbed his wrist,"please my Frankie don't leave. I know you like me and- I just want to enjoy a night I'll never forget," he said pulling Frank in for a kiss, and Frank knew he couldn't deny it was the best kiss he'd had.

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"Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alienation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay. Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow. For that's enough to argue."

Gerard stopped the water water stepping out of the shower, Frank thinking Gerard wouldn't want to see him, Frank started to panic. Frank rushed to the side of the bed putting on his clothes in a panic before Gerard could see him. Frank found the front door and made a dash to it to leave the man forgetting that had ever been there.

Before Frank could open the door, a semi taller teenage boy opened it, he had brown hair, and glasses. He reminded Frank of Gerard but not really. "Who are you," the boy spoke in a blunt voice.

Nervous- Frank had no clue what to say, "I- i...wo- woke... up here," the words slowly came out of his mouth. "Jesus Ge-," before he could finish the words softly came from a voice behind them both, "Mikey? What you doing here? Who's your friend,".

Frank turned around to see Gerard from the shower was in a towel standing right in front of them. "Oh we go to school together- um here Gerard there's something I want you to watch," handing Gerard the DVD, and smiling softly, "you watch this while I talk to my friend here," Mikey laughed awkwardly before pulling Frank into Gerard's room.

"I have no clue who you are, but sense last night you and my brother decided to- well you know, and he has no clue who you are I'd should probably fill you in," he spoke quietly making sure Gerard couldn't hear him, " about a year ago Gerard was hit by a car, and he- well- he lost his short term memory-," he stopped when he heard Gerard's cries. "So if you think you had anything special with my brother you're wrong. This "relationship" or later would never last. So go move on or som-," Gerard busted threw the door. "Is it. . .true," Gerard spoke quietly.

Mikey walked over to Gerard and rapped his arms around him, walking Gerard to the bed. "Yes it is Gee," Mikey spoke softly. Frank stood there watching the two men, wondering how he found Gerard's body- so beautiful, and how he's so sad. Gerard put his head in his hands, while Mikey rubbed his back.

They all were in silence. Gerard finally stood up looking under his foot, finding a rapper, he pealed it from under his foot studying it, "how this-," Gerard stopped in mid sentence making eye contact with Frank. Gerard smiled walking over to Frank. Gerard studied Frank's body, Frank smiled at Gerard wondering what he as doing. "You must be my boyfriend," Gerard said putting his face close to Frank's. Mikey spoke up,"Gerard he's-," "yes I am," Frank cut off Mikey.

Mikey filled with anger and ready to pull back Gerard and beat midget to death. But he saw Gerard happy clearly, Gerard was never happy after he watched the video about the accident. After awhile Gerard would go the local bar and settled his problems there. But right now- he was clearly happy. Gerard pressed his lip against Frank's, before they both knew Mikey pulled Gerard of. "Gerard were gonna let you get ready for the day and process this. We're gonna go get coffee we'l, be back in 30 minutes," Mikey said slowly. Frank and Mikey went outside of the apartment.

They walked down the hallway to elevator, they both stepped in making no eye contact not speaking until Mikey spoke up, "why'd you say that,". "Because, I wanted to make him happy. We met last night and he told he's severely depressed and he wants to be happy and he said- I make him happy, I also really like him," Frank said. "He likes you too, I can tell," Mikey giggled.

The elevator ride stopped and Frank and Mikey walked out of the building to the Starbucks. They walked in silence until Mikey spoke up.

"This only a day thing, I mean if you want," Mikey said.

"No. I want to say,".

"You gotta be in the video then," Mikey smiled.

Where did you get the idea to make a video," Frank asked.

"The movie 50 First dates," they both laughed uncontrollably.

Notes

new fic, it's probably sucks but um, rate comment please :)