One Shot Series

Gerard's POV:

'Teens everywhere. They all have needles and they are walking closer to me. No, no, NO! Please stop. I can't move. They are all lashing at me. No. I need to live. I can't die like this. It hurts. I'm going to die here.'

I wake up from my nightmare. I'm sweating and breathless. Fucking hell. They only have just been starting. It's been happening for a good month now. It's first night of tour. The band doesn't know about the nightmares and I hope they never find out. It's a good thing that Ray, Bob and Mikey are deep sleepers though. My only problem is Frankie. He's a very light sleeper. I don't want him to find out the most. What if I have a nightmare about him? I wouldn't be able to stand it. I look at my phone to see it's only 3 am. I've calmed myself enough. I guess I should sleep.

'You are such a fucking looser Gerard. I will never love an emo faggot like you. Never call me Frankie again. Just go kill yourself. I already know you slit those fucking gay wrists of yours. I'm not a gay fucking emo like you. Fucktard. Go suck your own dick you homo price of shit! You are fucking useless'

I wake up crying. Not just crying but sobbing. I wish I wasn't gay and I wish I wasn't falling for my straight best friend. I'm not just falling but falling hard. Fuck me and fuck my life. My sobbing gets heavier. I'm basically having a huge meltdown when I hear a bed creak.

"Gee, you okay? What's wrong? It's all going to be okay." Frank says softly and sits next to me. I'm curled up in a ball and tears stream down my face. I'm a crying sobbing mess. He moves closer and rubs my back trying to calm me. "What ever is working you up, you can tell me. I'm always here for you Gee. I would never leave my best friend." He says but I swear I hear him mutter something along the lines of babe before he says my name. It's probably just my hopes though. I sit upright shaking uncontrollably and letting out light sobs. Tears still running down my face.

"J-just n-nightmares. I-I'm o-ok-okay. T-th-thanks Fr-Fr-Frankie." I manage to stutter out. He looks at me and frowns slightly. He puts his hand on my knee. I blush a light pink but not enough for him to notice.

"Can you tell me about them Gee? I want to help you with them. I heard you the first time but you seemed to calm yourself down. I'm worried about you Gee." He says with a great concern in his voice. I take a deep breath and prepare to tell him. Even about the one about him.

"O-okay. T-the first one was about teenagers coming at me with needles and trying to kill me. I calmed down quite quickly because I know the probability of that one happening is fairly low. My second one was a lot worse. There is a much higher probability of this one happening. That's why I'm so scared. Please promise me that you won't yell at me." I say quietly. He grabs my shoulder and squeezes it softly.

"Gee, the only time I will ever yell at you is to stop you from doing something that can kill you. Like when you were starving yourself. I'm worried about your health Gee. I'm here to help you." He says and gives me a small hug.

"The nightmare, it was about you. I know you are my best friend but in the dream I... I..." I trail off. Is this a good idea? He is giving me a sad look.

"Don't fell rushed Gee. I'm not going to judge you. You are an amazing and wonderful person." He says to me softly.

"I... I came out to you. I finally told you I am gay. You sat there and just stared at me. I also finally told you I... I love you and you stood up and pushed me down. You yelled at me. You called me names and told me to kill myself. You told me I should slit my wrists and that you already knew I did. I have scars. I know you aren't gay and I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I'm gay and that I have fallen for you. I've fallen damn hard. All I'm good for is ruining things. That nightmare was the worst I've ever had. You represented everyone I love. It's because you are the first and only person I have fallen in love with. I understand if you never want to talk to me or go near me again. I'm just a suicidal emo faggot. It's best if I just leave the band and this world." I say with tears still falling from my eyes. Frank looks at me in shock. Tears start to roll down his face. I get out of my bunk and walk towards the washroom. It's all going to end tonight.

"Gee..." I hear a weak vice tremble. I don't look back. It will just hurt more. I continue walking to the washroom. I step in and leave the door open. I grab my blades and take a breath. I don't care if they see. None of them care about me anyways. I'm useless. I feel a pressure hit my back and small strong arms wrap around my too fat stomach. "Gee, don't go. Please." I hear the weak voice tremble out again. The back of my night shirt dampens. He is crying.

"Don't call me Gee, Franklin. My name is Gerard. I know that you, Raymond, Michael and Robert only need me to sing. None of you ever really considered me a friend. I was just someone who could sing. I'm putting an end to all my fears tonight. I guess this is goodbye world. Cruel world." I say in a monotone voice. More of his tears are soaking through my shirt. I hear him sobbing, hard. I bring the blade so it is just resting on my skin and then I hear him.

"Gee, if you are really going to do this I want you to know something. I want you to know I'm gay too. I've been in love with you since the beginning. Haven't you realized that the only time I stop playing guitar is when I'm doing something with you? You made me forget anything I was doing. You are the only other person than me that has touch my guitar. I love you so fucking much Gee. I hate to see you like this. If this is really how you want it though. I guess this is goodbye my angel. I will only ever love you Gee. I don't want you to suffer. I love you." He says and I hear him break out into full blown crying. His arms break away from me and I hear him slide to the floor. I see him in a ball on the floor. He looks broken. I can't leave a broken Frankie. The only times I've ever seen him cry is when his dad died and when he broke his guitar.

"Don't cry Frank. You will find someone much better than me. You will forget about me quickly, I'm nobody important" I say and he cuts me off.

"Shut up. I'm going to fucking cry because the man I've fallen in love with infinite time over is standing infront of me trying and wanting to kill himself. I'm not going to fucking find anyone else because once you leave I have no purpose in this world. Once you leave I'm leaving too. You are the most important thing to me. More important than dogs and my guitar." He says through his sobs. I drop my blade and slide to my knees. No he can't die.

"I-I love you Frankie. I wouldn't be able to stand myself knowing I would be the cause of your suicide. I need you to stay alive. Please promise me you will stay alive." I say with an obvious shake in my voice.

"I love you too Gee. I will only promise you if you promise me the same thing." He says shakily too. I move closer to him and pull him into my lap. I burry my face in his hair.

"I promise. I need you Frankie." I say while holding onto him tightly. He wraps his arms around my neck and his legs around my waist. He is clinging onto me as much as I am to him.

"I promise too then. Gee, will you be my boyfriend?" He asks me. I nuzzle into him more.

"Yes. I'd love to." I say into his hair. I pull back and look at him. His eyes meeting mine. I start leaning in and he does too. We kiss a nice soft kiss that sends sparks through my body.

Its been about six years since that night. We are going on our tour for our killjoys album. It's Frank's birthday tonight and there is something I want to do.

We all walk on stage. Nobody but the band knows that Frank and I have been together. I'm prepared to make it forever now. We get midway through the show and I'm talking to the crowd.

"So guys, as you all know it's Frank's birthday. Let's all sing happy birthday to him!" I say and the whole crowd starts singing happy birthday. He's smiling and happy. I stand beside him and sing. I sound my arm around is shoulder and continue. I see him blushing a light pink. Not enough for the crowd to see. The singing ends and I have a surprise for my Frankie.

"Thank you guys! That means so much!" Frank says. I smile at him. He smiles back.

"Thats not everything! What you guys don't know is that Frankie has been my wonderful boyfriend for almost six whole years." I say and look at him he gives me a confused look. I smile and get down on one knee. I pull out the rink. "Now since it's his birthday and we've been dating for so long. I would like to ask. Frankie, will you marry me?" I say and he gasps.

"Yes! Of course Gee! I love you!" He says and jumps up and down. I put the ring on his finger and give him a kiss. The whole crowd cheers. I hold my wonderful fiancé's hand hug him.

The concert ends off and I'm carrying Frankie in my arms. We get to the hotel and I place him on our bed. I sit onto of him and start to kiss him. He puts his arms around my neck and deepens the kiss. The kiss is passionate and full of lust. He grabs at my hair and starts to pull. I release soft moans. I grab his shirt and pull it off of him. I kiss along his jawline and down his neck. I start sucking on the soft skin and start to bite. He moans. He tugs my shirt off and goes for my pants.

"Don't be is such a rush birthday boy. Daddy is going to make you feel good. Little slut, you better beg for daddy." I growl. Yes I know I'm a little kinky. Scratch that. Very kinky. It's a good thing that Frankie is too.

"Yes daddy. Please daddy. Show me how you can please me. I need you daddy." he begs from underneath me. I smirk and take my belt off. I tie it around his wrists and around the headboard. He whimpers.

"Good cunt. Now be quiet." I snarl. It's a good thing that we match up for kinks and fetishes because then the sex would be weird. I go to my bag and grab a cock ring, a pair of fake fangs, red contacts and a few pairs of cuffs for his feet. I put the contacts in and put the fangs on. I move to him and chain his feet to the bed. I slip the cock ring on him and sit back on top of him. "You have to beg to cum, slut." I growl at him. I take my teeth down his body and take his nipples between my teeth. I hear him choking back a gasp. I roll his nipples between my teeth and slowly move my hand to his pants. I take off his pants without touching him just to torture him more. I lightly skim my fingers over his boxers and put my hand in them. I rub his thigh and him bit avoid where he needs the most attention. With my other hand I take off my pants. I rub myself through my boxers. "You've been a good whore. You can speak now." I hiss at him.

"Daddy, please. Fuck me daddy. Fuck me hard. I need your big cock in my ass. Please daddy." He begs me. I smirk and slide his boxers off. I do the same with mine and I straddle him. I grind down hard on his dick. He whimpers. I place myself between his legs. I go back to his neck and start to bite. The fangs pressing hard against his skin. He squeaks.

"Ready?" I ask and press myself against his enterance.

"Yes daddy." He pants. I smirk and slowly push inside of him. He winces. I look down to see I'm all the way in his ass. I start to stroke his dick and play with the slit. "Please move daddy." He begs. I slowly move out and in. It's a painful pace for both him and me but I decide to torture him a bit longer. I find his prostate and he lets out a long slutty moan.

"You are my slut. Only mine. I want you to say it. If you say it I will go faster." I growl at him. I go back to biting him and sucking on his untouched flesh.

"I'm your slut daddy. Only yours. Faster daddy please." He says. I go out very slowly and slam into him. I continue this motion and he lets out cries of pleasure. I'm moaning and he is grabbing at the air. I go back to jacking him off. "Can I cum daddy?" He asks through his pants and moans.

"Daddy is going to cum first then you can slut." I say to him and slam into him a few more times. I release into him and milk out the orgasm. I take off his cock ring and move my head closer to his dick. "When you cum I want you to say my name." I say to him and take him in my mouth. I deep throat him and swallow around him. I start to bob my head. I go back up to just the head and dip my tongue into the slit. He releases a long moan and I graze my teeth along the prominent vein on the underside of his dick. I feel him twitch then my mouth fills with his bittersweet cum. He screams my name. I open my eyes and look up at him and swallow. I remove my mouth and wipe the rest of the cum away. I kiss him softly and take off the cuff on his feet and I release his hands. I take the fangs off and take the contacts out. "You good baby?" I ask softly as I go to lay beside him.

"In good Gee. God we have weird links though." He says and we both giggle. I flip so that I'm facing him and I rest my arm around his middle.

"I love you baby. You aren't a slut or a whore or a cunt. You are my favourite birthday boy in the whole world. You are my amazing fiancé." I say and kiss him softly again.

"I love you too babe. You are my amazing fiancé too. Let's go to bed." He says and we both fall asleep in each others arms.

That was then. Now I'm happily married to Frankie. We decided to get animals rather than kids. MCR5 was released and Frankie and I have a home in Jersey. We kept our promise. The one from 9 years ago. I'm so happy I stayed for my beautiful husband.

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