Is it love or is it hate

Frank's POV:

i had every class with Gerard and we sat beside each other in all of them we got cheers and aws everytime we walked into class. Gerard looked nervous every time someone talked to him. It was kind of cute. We are at mine now and he told me he wants to talk about something. We sit on the bed and he grabs my face and kisses me.

"Thank you so much Frankie." He says and rests his head on my shoulder.

"For what? I didn't do anything amazing. I do it because I care for you Gee. We are boyfriends, it's what we do for each other." I say and gently place my head on his head. He lets out a small hum.

"No Frankie, thank you for being the first person to care for me when you already knew I was gay. You could have kept up that act and never told me any of this. I'm happy to call you my boyfriend. This isn't what I was planning on talking about though." He says. A smile on his face. He lifts his head and holds my hands.

"What is it sweetie?" I ask and he smiles wider at the name.

"I love the nickname. There is something I need to tell you though." He says and his face falls, his grip tightens on my hands. "I was kicked out of my house. My parents found my blades. They didn't throw them out but I got a text saying 'We knew you were a faggot but an emo faggot that cuts is not welcome in this house. Come by soon and get your stuff then get the fuck out of all of our lives. We don't need your gayness to poison your perfect brother.' I'm homeless now Frankie." He says and tears fall from his face. I wipe away the tears and kiss him.

"MOM! COME HERE!" I yell and my mom runs into my room.

"Oh my god Gerard, are you okay?" She asks worriedly.

"Mom, he was just kicked out of his own home. Can he stay here? He has to go and grab his things and get out. Can I show her the text Gee?" I say to my mom and ask Gerard. He nods and passes me his phone. I show my mom and she gasps.

"Yes, like all hell he can stay. No wonder why you looked so scared around adults, you had to deal with this. Let's go get your things and get you out of that terrible home. You are staying with us darling. I don't care if you and Frank stay here forever. You need to have a better home life. You can call me Mom if you want. I want to make you feel like you are at home, a good, nice, comfy, loving home." My mom says and Gerard gives a small smile.

"Thank you so much. You don't have to do this for me. I greatly appreciate it though." He says quietly. I look at him.

"You are staying. We do have to do this for you Gee. You are my boyfriend and I don't know if it's too soon to say this but I love you. You aren't living on the streets and you aren't living with those assholes. You are going to live with people that love you." I tell him and he hugs me.

"Thank you guys so much. I love you too Frankie." He says and my mom smiles.

"Come on boys. Let's go get your stuff darling. It's a good thing I own a big van!" She says and giggles to herself. I smile at Gerard and we walk to the van. We both hop into the back and hold hands the whole ride to his old house. "I'm going to knock on the door okay boys?" She says and we nod. Mikey opens the door.

"Hey Frank and big bro. Hello Mrs. Iero. What are you guys doing here?" He asks.

"Your parents found Gee's blades and kicked him out. He is moving in with me. You can come over and see him as much as you want. You are basically family now." I whisper to Mikey. His eyes well up with tears and he throws himself around his brother.

"I love you Geebear and I will come to visit you every day. Mom and dad are jerks." He says to his brother. He invites us all inside and I hear his parents yell.

"Is that fucking faggot here to gather his stuff? Or is he here to kill himself?" I hear his dad yell. Gerard tenses up and I see tears well in his eyes.

"Don't listen to them Gee. There are people that love you." I say and my mom walks to the yelling.

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Way. I am Linda Iero. We came to pack up your son Gerard's things and move him out." She says calmly and walks back out to us. Gerard leads us to his room. I see papers and blades scattered everywhere. The notes are suicide notes. I hug Gerard and kiss him.

"You will never have to write another one of those again. Throw those and the blades out. I've thrown mine out. We will never do this again okay babe?" I ask and he nods. We pick up and throw all the blades and notes out. "Leave the bed, tables and dressers here. We have plenty of room in my closet and dresser for your clothes. You are sleeping in my room so that I can make sure that you are okay. I'm never leaving you okay?" I say and he smiles at me.

"I'll never leave you either. Thank you for making me feel safe." He says and I kiss him. We grab big bags and neatly pack his clothes inside. He brings his laptop, movies, games, posters and his sketchbooks and supplies. He grabs his make up in which he has a lot of and a few blankets and some stuffies. His room is practically empty and we put all of his things in the car. He says bye to his brother and flips his parents off. We walk out of the house and get in the car. I love to see him this happy. We get home and bring all of the bags with his stuff to my room. I start to take out his clothes and put them away but then I get an idea. I grab his skeleton onesie and sneak off to the bathroom and put it on. I get back into my room and tackle Gee.

"Look Gee! I'm you! It's too big on me though. You are so tall!" I giggle and he laughs and kisses me. He holds onto me and lifts me up and spins me around. I giggle more. He puts me down and I fall on my ass he laughs.

"You look so cute and tiny in my clothes! You should wear my stuff more often. It's adorable! It's a good thing I have two of those onesies!" he says and picks me up again. He giggles and peppers me with small, light kisses. I giggle and he smiles. He puts me down and makes sure I'm standing and grabs the other onesie. He takes off his shirt to show his beautiful milky white skin. He then takes off his pants and man is he so perfect and beautiful. He looks at me and blushes. He puts the onesie on and sits beside me. "Look babe! We are like twins except the hight and tattoos. Let's finish unpacking and then relax!" He says and we go back to unpacking. All the bags have been unpacked and we both flop onto the bed. I put my head on his chest and he puts his arms around me. I hear his voice saying something softly. No, not speaking. Singing. I hear him more clearly.

"what's the worst you take
from every heart you break
and like a blade you stain
well, I've been holding on tonight

what's the worst that I could say?
things are better if I stay
so long and goodnight
so long and goodnight" he sings I hum.

"You have such an amazing voice Gee! Did you write that song? It's beautiful." I say and he plays with my hair a bit.

"Thanks. I'm not big on my voice but I know I'm an okay singer. I wrote the song. It was for my grandma that passed away not that long ago. She was the first person I came out to. She accepted me." He says and I get up and kiss him gently.

"I love your voice. The song is beautiful and amazing just like you. Let's go to bed so that we can have a good day tomorrow, okay love?" I say and he nods as we properly lay down and cuddle into each other. I cling onto him to make sure that he stays by my side all night. We fall asleep saying our I love yous.

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