Frerard - Guys Like Us

Telling Frank

Gerard barely slept that night. He knew he had to confess his feelings to Frank. He would go insane if he didn't. But he was afraid. He was afraid of rejection. He didn't think he could bare it if Frank was horrified by the thought of him. He hated to think he might lose him entirely, even as a friend now as he saw him, but he had to do this. He had to tell him how he felt.

Eating breakfast quietly, he simply leaned over discreetly and asked Frank to meet him in the library in thirty minutes, saying he had something he wanted to tell him. The library seemed to be the best choice, knowing that there were rarely any people in there, especially in the morning, meaning he could tell Frank his secret in privacy.

Frank headed back to his cell, subconsciously fixing his hair and brushing his teeth again before heading off to meet Gerard. He tried to convince himself that he wasn't trying to make himself look better for Gerard's benefit, but he knew that was a lie. He always seemed to want to impress the hot redhead lately. He was nervous. So fucking nervous. And Gerard had seemed so too, which didn't help.

He made his way slowly to the library and automatically went to the seats where they usually sat. Gerard wasn't there yet so Frank busied himself by having a wander among the bookshelves. Then as he reached the far corner of the library, he spotted Gerard sat crossed-legged on the floor at the very back of the room.

"Gerard!" he whisper shouted. "Are you okay?"

Gerard lifted his head at hearing Frank's voice and visibly let out a long breath.

"Yeah, Frank. I'm fine" Gerard replied nervously. He motioned his head for Frank to come and sit and gulped hard as he tried to compose himself.

He was having second thoughts now that Frank was right there in front of him. He didn't know how he had come to the conclusion that this could possibly be anything other than an incredibly stupid idea. However, when Frank sat opposite him and smiled sweetly, he knew he had to take the risk. He was becoming besotted by this cute guy, and he had to tell him, regardless of the reaction he received.

"How you doin'?" Gerard faltered, buying himself a bit of time.

"Oh, I'm good thanks" Frank replied. "What was it you wanted to see me about?"

Gerard coughed a little to clear his throat. "Um, it's well, I, I....." Gerard stumbled over his words.

Frank could sense that Gerard was anxious and wanted to put his mind at ease as the older had done with him many times before.

"Whatever it is, you can tell me Gerard" Frank pushed. "I would never judge you. You know that don't you? Whatever's bothering you, you can tell me."

God. Frank was such a nice guy, and Gerard really didn't think he deserved any chance with him, but pressed on regardless.

"Well, I, um, the thing is Frank" he spluttered. "The thing is, is.............oh fuck, I don't know how to say this." He rubbed his hands over his face and let out a heavy sigh.

He licked at his dry lips and tried to steady his breathing. He felt like a fucking teenager about to reveal his crush to the cute kid in class.

Frank tried to ease his nerves. "Gerard it's fine. Just say what you need to" Frank told him looking at him intently.

"Ok" Gerard began forcing himself to carry on and look up to meet Frank's eyes. "Well it's just that I, um, I............. oh shit. I um, I kinda, you know, like you Frank."

Gerard looked down at the ground and picked at a loose string of cotton on his pants, blowing air through his pursed together lips.

"What do you mean?" Frank asked quietly, trying not to get his hopes up too much.

Gerard dared to look up to meet Frank's eyes again, seeing confusion in them. "I mean, I really like you Frank."

"I think about you all the time" he continued with a shaky voice, but an increased confidence. "I don't know what the fuck it is, but you've really gotten under my skin and I just want to be around you all the time. You're different from anyone I've ever met before, and I honestly feel like there is some connection with you that I've never experienced with anyone else. You just make me feel something for you."

He panicked then, thinking he'd gone too far and said too much. He expected Frank to run a mile, shaken by his revelation. But he didn't. Frank simply slid his hand over to where Gerard's lay on his lap and stroked over his knuckles gently. Gerard took the opportunity to entwine their fingers and hold onto Frank's hand, squeezing slightly.

He felt Frank's gaze upon him and looked up to see a shy smile spreading across his face. "I, um. I feel the same way, Gee" Frank said, bringing a blush to Gerard's face. He'd never heard Frank call him Gee before, and he loved the way it sounded coming from him.

"I've tried to fight the way I feel for weeks, but I just can't" Frank admitted. "I lie awake thinking about you and you are constantly on my mind."

The squeeze of their hands tightened slightly and their shoulders visibly relaxed.

Gerard couldn't help the words that left his mouth next. "You're so fucking beautiful, Frank" he grinned. "Do you know that?"

Frank shook his head.

"You are," Gerard told him. "You are like no one I've ever met before. It honestly scares the shit out of me how I feel about you. You are fucking perfect in every way. Your face is like a work of art and you are just the absolute sweetest." He grinned shyly as he noticed the hint of pink rise to Frank's cheeks.

Holding each other's gaze for a little while, Gerard ventured to lean over to Frank. He stalled with a couple of inches to go, to gather his thoughts before Frank leaned in the remaining distance and pressed his lips to Gerard's.

It was a gentle kiss; their lips discovering each other's and molding perfectly together. Gerard snaked his fingers around Frank's neck and twirled the strands of his long hair around gently. His hair was as soft as he'd imagined and he was truly overcome by how it felt to kiss this beautiful man. Frank stroked the side of Gerard's face with his cool hands. He too was in heaven at the feel of the mouth he'd lusted after. Gerard's lips were just as he'd imagined. Soft and smooth compared to his own slightly chapped lips. He wrapped an arm around Gerard's waist and relished the motion of their mouths together; their warm breath escaping from the corners and sending a shiver down Frank's spine.

Leaning back to look at each other, Gerard shook his head and simply stated "Fucking beautiful!"