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Constellations

I've got a sinking feeling


Gerard didn't understand it. He didn't understand many things though, like forensic science or how to build a plane or how to fix a collapsed lung, but he also didn't feel that he understood Frank very well. He just seemed so quiet in school and as if all the happiness from their previous 'guitar lesson' had been drained completely from his body. Frank sat at the back of the classroom and barely spoke, his face hidden for the majority of the lessons and at lunch. When he was asked a question frank snapped out of a strange trance and did his best to mumble out an answer, Gerard whispering it quietly to him.

It was as if sadness itself had been injected into Franks veins and as if it flowed continuously around his weakening body and all Gerard could do was sit and watch the angel next to him slowly disappear. He barely spoke throughout the day although did his best to make conversation with Gerard, smiling a little: an adorable but sad smile that just screamed that he needed a hug.


It was only when they left the school building at the end of the day that Gerard decided to ask Frank if he was okay. Ray had already been caught up it Bob's hugs and Mikey was collecting some stuff from his locker, it was this reason that Gerard and Frank walked out of the school doors alone.
"Listen...." Gerard whispered to Frank who shuffled along nervously next to him, "I know something's wrong Frankie. I mean....you don't have to tell me but if you ever want to then I'm here." He smiled again as Frank's head emerged and glanced up at him, the smile on his face being broken as he heard a harsh voice yell Gerard's name across the yard.

"Gerard!!" The voice yelled, "Oi! Don't you dare run away from me!" He marched towards Gerard who stood with a trembling Frank stood nervously behind him. Gerard felt frank begin to shake and placed his hand in his, hoping that the light squeezes and reassurance would help to calm him down.
"Oh!" The boy yelled, his blond hair soaked in greasy hair gel and a smirk plastered onto his face. "I see you've got yourself another pathetic minion to stick up for you Gerard! Just a shame that this one's like a constantly returned product. The thing's ordered but the parents are never happy with the product and ALWAYS send it BACK!!!"
"Shut up Cris!" Yelled Gerard still stood in front of Frank, his grip tightened on Franks hand as he spoke, "Don't you dare speak to Frank like that!"
"But its the truth Gerard..." Cris sneered, "he doesn't belong anywhere!"
"Well he deserves to belong somewhere more than you! Although that's not too hard to beat!" Gerard replied with his pulse quickening.
"Hasn't he told you?!" Asked Cris, " hasn't he told you that he's gay? Hasn't he told you that he likes guys?! Un! Hasn't he mentioned the countless homes that he's been to? Hasn't he told you about all the foster parents that he's been with who all hated him so much that they returned the fucking piece of garbage to that shithole of a care home!!!"
"Come on Frank..." Gerard whispered, afraid that Frank was going to get hurt, he guided him away from the scene, watching as tears fell gently down his face.

"I'm so sorry Gee..." Frank whispered, covering his face with his sleeves and beginning to walk quicker, "It's true...I-I don't belong anywhere...I'm sorry!" He cried as he suddenly began to run away from Gerard, Cris, the school, his legs becoming a blur as he distanced himself from Gerard
"Frank! Please!" Gerard pleaded from a distance, not sure as to wether he should run after Frank or simply stand there gawping, looking up as Frank ran off out of his sight from him with his eyes burning and his legs trembling like jelly.
"Frank...." Gerard mumbled sadly to himself, knowing that he wouldn't see Frank for quite sometime and he could already feel his heart longing to speak to him and to do his best to comfort him.

Notes

Hi again. I was having a kinda crappy day today but then I check this story and see that we have got a rating of 10. Thank you so much! You guys are the reason that I danced around my room happily when I found out that people actually kinda like this story. Thank yoooou! :) x
-Lou

Comments

Hi. I am not sure if anyone else is still here but I haven't updated in like a month because I haven't been able to log in so I made a new account. I wasn't sure on wether to continue this story on the new account or nah. If anyone sees this and has opinions on wether to continue then pls just say and I will. Thank you. :)
-Lou

@Gee'sCLUELESSgirl!
Your song's not shit. I like it.
Thank you. :) xxx

"Can Cris get hit by a bus,
can Cris get hit by a bus,
oh please, oh please, oh pretty pretty please,
can Cris get hit by a bus."


ok, so my song writing's pretty shit...but I love this chapter.
xxx

@Gee'sCLUELESSgirl!
Ah! Thank you so much!
(Okay, that's probably my favourite song so far) :) xxx

I'm loving this fic, I can't wait for more!

"Gee's got a crush
on little Frankie Doodle,
Maybe they can kiss
and then go out for noodles."

xxx