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Gerard's P.O.V

I smirked at Frank while driving off, I glanced at him and noticed he was wearing one of the shirts I bought him. My smirk fainted to a smile and I again asked Frank to pick a song. He did that. Only this time he picked a song I hadn't heard before. I think my confused look on my face got Frank's attention, he giggled.
- "It's Red Hot Chili Peppers" He said with a huge grin, I nodded and tried to pull it off.
- "Gee, where are we going? We are going to miss class!" He suddenly said after looking at the time. You could hear the panic in his voice.
- "If my parents ever gets to know this they'll fucking kill me, Gee!" He slapped his hands to his mouth and I could see his eyes tearing up. I felt so fucking guilty. I pulled over when we got to the forest.
- "I just cursed!" Frank said again, and I couldn't help but chuckle a bit.
- "Fuck, fuck fuck fuck fuck!" I almost yelled, to tease him. Trying to cheer him up. The guilty feeling was annoying me. He held his hands to his ears.
- "aaahhhh" He squeeked and I laughed,
- "That's so cute" I laughed, without noticing what I actually just said. Fuck. Frank did notice and his face was heating up. He looked away and I stopped laughing.
- "Sorry I-" I began and Frank cut me off with a 'It's fine Gerard'. He then stepped out of my car and I did the same, he looked around.
- "Gee, drive me back. My parents will kill me if they know I skip classes!" He said and I had my cocky confident smirk on again.
- "Not driving you back until you tell me what's going on at home." I said and saw the fear in his eyes grow wider.
- "No no no, Gerard I can't he'll beat the living sh-" I looked terrified at him as he stopped himself, did his father beat him? Was it his brother? Did his parents abuse him?

Frank's P.O.V

I slapped my hands on my mouth again, what did I just say. My father would kill me if he knew I told someone. My eyes teared up and my legs started shaking. I looked around as if he was there, I could almost feel his fist on my skin and bones again and it made me want to throw up. Gerard had a terrified look on his face and I could see his eyes tearing up as well. What did I do? I fell down to my knees and my tears became a quiet cry. I cried my eyes out. I was a dead man. The thought of him kicking my ribs and punching me every other place than my face had scarred me. I could feel a hand on my shoulder and I let out a quiet scream, the thoughts just wouldn't get out. Gerard knelt down and pulled me into a big and needed hug. I cried into his shoulder and I wanted to stay in his arms forever, I felt safe for the first time in so long. I could hear his voice whispering it was okay, and that he was here now. It made me cry even more, not of sorrow. But because he was the first person to ever care for me like this. I held tighter in his black leather jacket and listened to his heartbeat. It was calming. My cry slowly faded into sobs. and he pulled a bit away.
- "Frank Iero, I'll always be here for you. No matter fucking what." He said and used his bare hand to get the tears away, he smiled at me, a concerned smile. I smiled back and tears began running down my face again.
- "You're the only one who've ever said that to me." I cried and pulled him into a massive hug which resulted in him falling backwards landing on his back, so now we basically lying together on the grass, behind his car.

Notes

Sorry.. Again. I'm so bad at posting chapters. :(
But I just wanted to say thank you guys for the support you've given me! It means so much to me... Both mental support and support on the story, almost 600 views and so many subs!

About the mum situation:
Thank you so much for your concern, I, didn't think you'd even care. I'm used to people not giving a shit. So this means so much to me.. I can't even..
At the moment I'm staying at my friends house, and I have been since yesterday but I'll try to upload.. It might take a while since I'm dealing with alot of really personal shit..