Friday 22nd March 2013.

friday 22nd March 2013.

Hi. The names Frank. Frank Iero. And todays the day that I ask him. I know you probably have no clue what I’m on about or who I even am. Well…I’m part of this band. A band that is going to last forever. And that band is called My Chemical Romance. I know, right?! Such a good name. That’s because I came up with it. Obviously. And our band is getting more followers though now. And it’s a bit weird; like people are beginning to recognise me when I walk down the street. Some people stand there and gawp like I’ve just been hit with a bus. Actually, it’s more like they are being hit with a bus. Anyway; that doesn’t matter I’m going off on a tangent again. I always seem to do that. Sorry.

Anyway. Where was I? Ah! Yes! Today is the day. I’ve been waiting for this day. For so long. Yes. I love him. I do! I’m not even joking! It’s not even the fans who have forced us to be together. He is just my world! Fuck, why do I sound so cheesy. I’m gunna turn into a mother fucking baby bell if I don’t watch it! And I don’t wanna sound cheesy and all that in front of him either. I wanna be cool and that. Why the fuck am I so nervous?! Calm it Frank. Calm it. Calm. He’s your friend. You’ve known him for what? Over 10 years now! Yes. He’s everything.

When we go on tour he’s the only thing that keeps me going. I can’t live without him, and I guess that’s why I’m so scared. So scared of losing a sassy motherfucker. My sassy mother fucker.

SHIT! Frank! What are you gunna do?! I can’t just waltz up to him and be like:
“Hey. 1. I’m gay. 2. I love you. 3. Will you be my boyfriend? 4. Do you wanna fuck?”
Nah, I don’t think that that would work out the best. Nope. Well that plans out of the window.

But again. I don’t wanna be too romantic and soppy. Standing on my tiptoes to sweep his hair from his eyes, holding his head in my hands and feeling the beat of his heart with my hands. Not by ripping his heart out of his chest though. So… I wanna be somewhere in the middle, if you get me?

You got any advice?! Please help me! I’m not very good in these sorta situations. All I can do is play guitar while moving across the ground like a fucking slug. And I don’t think that will make him agree to go out with me. The fact that my job comprises of me rolling around on the floor like a slug, playing some C chords as I run around the stage like a maniac. But he often looks at me when I do. I’ve seen him. From the front of the stage. He will sometimes turn around and smile as I crash into his younger brother, Mikey. Oh my god! That reminds me!

The time that I totally made out with him on stage! That is probably one of the best things that’s ever happened to me! Ever! If only it was real! If only he really meant! If only he did that every day to me when I woke up next to him. If only….

For fucks sake Frank. You’re day dreaming again. But I must stop day dreaming because I can hear him. He’s out of his study after drawing all day. Probably coming to get coffee and then talk to me. I wish! He’s so fucking perfect! Why would he ever have time for a person like me. I mean, I’ve known him for a long time and it’s like 2013 now. So our friendship must mean something! Right?!

I just don’t want to ruin it.

SHIT! He’s walking into the room now. I’m gunna ask him. I promise. Let’s just hope he says yes. I just don’t want this to all go wrong. I don’t want to ruin our friendship. What if he doesn’t feel the same way about me?! What if he thinks I’m joking?! What if I make him angry at me!!
I’m scared guys. I’m scared. But I love him. He gives me strength. And I will use that strength to ask him. I’ll ask him properly. I’ll ask sassy ass Gerard Way to be my boyfriend. Let’s just hope that it all goes well. If not, then I could lose my friendship and it may even tear the whole band apart. Might even tear my whole life apart in front of my eyes. Well here goes.

Wish me luck. And let’s hope that I don’t fuck everything up.

Frank :) Xx

Notes

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