Don't say I'm better off dead

It was lunch and Gerard was actually outside for once, he didn't usually but now that he had Frank by his side he felt more relaxed and a lot happier. They sat in the far corner of the field on the grass, Frank picked the grass and plaited it. He then placed it on Gerard's head threading daisy's through the gaps. He had to admit that he looked kind of adorable and his smile lightened up his day. Frank felt, well, happy he supposed. He hadn't felt happy in years so this feeling confused him a little but he liked it. He liked Gerard even more. He was the best friend that he had ever had. Ever.
"Hey, is it okay if I do some drawing?" Gerard smiled, reaching into his bag.
"Yeah, course." Frank replied with, "you want an earphone?"
"Yeah, course. Thanks."
Frank pressed play and Horseshoes And Hand Grenades by Green Day blasted from the tiny speaker. Gerard didn't really get much drawing done as him and Frank were too busy head banging and air-guitaring.
"So... You play guitar?" Frank asked.
"Yeah, I do, kind of. Like I'm not that good really. Mikey's a lot better than me but he prefers playing bass and stuff. So I just steal his guitar whenever he's not playing. My mum and dad like aren't that pleased that I do.. But. What does it matter a-anyway?.." he trailed off, realising that he'd started to talk about them. He didn't want to talk about them.
"Oh, cool." Frank replied, smiling and looking excited, "I play too."
"And your parents are cool with that?"
"Well to be honest, they don't really know...."
There was a short silence, which was broken when Gerard started laughing hysterically. He dropped his books and rolled around on the floor, tears rolling down his cheeks.
"Hey! Gee! You okay?!" Frank laughed.
"Um, yeah, I'm a, I'm fine." He managed to say in between short bursts of laughter.
"What are you laughing at?!" Frank asked. Gerard sat up looking deadly serious, he stared straight through him with a stern expression. Frank agreed that he looked a bit funny. Grass cuttings where laced into his black hair, he had a plaited grass headband on which was covered with flowers. His hands were soaked in ink from when his pen exploded, he did look rather peculiar. Frank burst out laughing and watched as a smile slowly appeared on Gerard's face.
"Sorry, I just saw my own reflection and thought about how much of a mess my life was." He giggled.
"Hey..... Do you know what else would be funny?" Frank asked through the tears that were streaming down his face.
"What?!" Asked Gerard.
"If we started a band!"
Gerard laughed. "Hello ladies and gentlemen. We are the......" He peered through his school books, coming across his science book, "we are the Romantic chemicals..." He laughed.
"Haha. Romantic chemicals. What a great name!" Frank replied.
Gerard continued with his impression: "and today we're going to be playing you some music..... Even though we don't have a drummer. But who needs a drummer." He laughed.....

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