uppercut - frerard

Frank skipped boxing the next day. He wasn't sure how to be normal with Gerard after what happened that night.

He decided. He was going to play it off like nothing happened, that he never kissed Gerard, that he never confessed his insecurities. He was going to pretend that he didn't remember.

Ray came in early that morning. "So." He crossed his arms. "Why'd you never tell me you had a boyfriend?"

"Who?"

Ray was even more confused. Was Frank delusional? "The guy with the long dyed red hair. I think he was wearing eyeliner?"

"Oh, Gerard? He's just my boxing coach. Why would you think he was my boyfriend?"

"Because you said he was. And you kissed him."

Frank did his best to look surprised. "I did? Damn, I must've been really out of it."

"Yeah, by the way, what was up with you? Gerald or whatever his name was said your blood sugar dropped. That's never happened to me, does it really do that to you? You seemed drunk."

"Yeah, I hadn't eaten all day. It does do that. I was close to having an ambulance called on me."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

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That next day, Frank gathered up the courage to go to the boxing class. His nerves were on fire, and he didn't know how he was going to even talk to Gerard.

He got into the room and wrapped his hands, but Gerard was nowhere to be found. He walked up to Mikey, Gerard's brother. He and Mikey had talked before, Mikey was Ray’s bandmate. Small world, I guess. "Hey, where's Gerard?"

Mikey panicked. "Uh...Gerard? He's...at home. Sick! He caught a cold." He was trying not to spill that Gerard had told him everything that happened. Gerard knew Frank was going to be there, and he needed to cool off. So he stayed at home.

Frank looked around to make sure no one was listening. "Mikey, can we go in the office? I need to talk to you about something." Mikey knew exactly what.

They walked into the office and Frank almost couldn't speak. "Gerard...he isn't home because of me, is he?"

"Frank…"

"Just answer my question."

"He told me about everything that happened. He needed to "cool off." At least that's what he said."

Frank covered his face with his hands and groaned. "I wish I just would've eaten that day…"

"You're lucky though. If it were anyone but Gerard, you might've died. And if it were anyone but you, Gerard may not have helped." Mikey went white after saying that. Gerard and he were really close, and he knew he wasn't supposed to tell Frank that Gerard loved him.

"What?"

"You're Gerard's favorite. That's all I mean. You haven't given him trouble." Saved.

"I don't think Gerard would let someone die because he disliked them. He's not that kind of person."

He was so lucky that Gerard was with him that night. Sometimes he just wished Gerard could be with him every night. Frank looked down. Was he really going to tell Mikey this?

"Mikey?"

"Yeah?"

"Have you ever kept a secret from your brother?"

Notes

kinda short chapter lol, ive been working on other things