Is it love or is it hate

Frank's POV:

I wake up to two arms wrapped around me like a blanket. I look up to see my beautiful Gerard. His sleeping form so delicate. It's about time for us to get up for school so I decided to give him a nice wake up. I tilt my head up and kiss him softly. I put my arms around his neck and play with his beautiful long black hair. I hear him groan.

"Morning beautiful." I say to him just above a whisper. He smiles against my lips.

"Morning babe." He says to me with this incredibly hot gravely morning voice.

"We've got school today. Almost the weekend. I love you baby." I say to him softly. He squeezes me a bit and kisses me.

"M'kay. I love you too. I haven't lost my memory of yesterday so we are good. I used to loose it daily before talking to you online. Thank you Frankie." He says to me and places his chin ontop of my head.

"That's good to hear. I'm glad that us talking has been helping you. It's not me you should thank, it's yourself. You are the one who is getting it under control. It's all going to work." I say and squeeze out of bed. I grab a Smashing Pumpkins tee and some black skinny jeans from my drawers. I put them on to find that the shirt is a bit too big on me. I hear a giggle from my bed.

"You're adorable. So tiny. I can't believe you're all mine. Keep the shirt on. It looks good." He says and comes up to me. He wraps his arms around me. He is such the dominant one in this relationship. Wait, what? What did I just think? Stop being sexual Frank! He's too damn good for that type of shit.

"Thank you Gee. I can't believe that the hottest boy in school is all mine too. God you're so beautiful." I say and he grabs clothes to get changed. He smiles and changes.

Notes

Needed an update. Just a filler. I'm kind of stuck at the moment.