and he never heard from him again (on short break!)

The music was beautiful, unknown but familiar, everything about the scene was something out of a movie, the piano and the wind played together like a symphony drawing Gerard down the steps to the main stage seeing someone at a piano playing with their eyes closed as if knowing the tune and keys by heart, though without knowing Gerard took another step, the floor board creaked and the pianists head turned quickly to Gerard and he stopped playing.

"Can I help you?" he asked,standing up from the piano bench

"Oh...um sorry, I-its really cold out and I was calling a cab and heard you playing so I wanted to see, sorry again" he laughed nervously, within his life he got quite good at acting, playing human, playing perfect family, playing okay, he had done this all so much it came natural, be nervous when your confronted, smile when people greet you, frown when people yell, it felt natural, but it was never really there

"Oh, haha, that happens alot, well...people coming in that is, not really catching me playing" he laughes lightly, his personality was bubbly and light, happy and colorful. he represented everything Gerard wasn't, short, tattooed, happy, talented, Gerard was amazed that a person like this could exist.

he was staring, he didn't mean to, he wanted to figure him out, why he acted the way he did, why he was alright after someone had walked in on him having his own time, why he was so happy, why he had the tattoos he did, why he was here, why he was do diffrent, he wanted to know it all, everything about him from his name to his history, and he wouldn't be satisfied until he did. unfortunatly Gerard had only noticed what he was doing until it was to late, the boy looked down awkwardly and shuffled his feet and Gerard looked away quickly, trying to find something to say to cover for him staring.

"I'm so sorry, I was lost in thought" He said speeding through his words, he felt weird, he felt like little bats where flying around his stomach and he looked around the room, anywhere but at the boy, he felt something, he really did feel nervous, or maybe flustered, it could be eather due to how his brother would explain both they where so similar, maybe...

"It fine happens to everyone" the boy mummbles

"do you mind me asking your name?" Gerard asked, hoping that fruitless small talk will make in easeir to leave after

"Frank, and you?"

"Gerard, nice to meet you, Frank." Gerard said pulling a smile

"you too" frank nodded quickly before speaking again 'wouldyou like to meet me for coffee or something some time?" he asked, looking up at Gerard

"Oh..okay" Gerard said nodding

"I'll give you my number" he said quietly pulling a small almost gone stack of post-its out of his back pocket and a golf pencil and scribbled something down before handing it to gerard

"I have to run but, text me or something" he said smiling and literally running to the back exit

and Gerard dissided it was time to call a cab.

Notes

short chapter but I might write another right after or in like 10 minutes