The Broken Mind of an Outcast (frerard)

Live and Let go.

To be honest I was scared I had no idea what to do. Frank just fainted in front of me. There was seriously something wrong with him. I mean it was just a scream. Its not like it was a gunshot. I poked Frank.

"Frank? Are you okay? Are you dead?" I poked him again.

"No stupid dummy now be quiet! Play dead!"

I frowned, "Nobody even says stupid dummy anymore! You're the stupid dummy!"

"Shut up or I'll punch your testicles." 

I blushed. The thought of Frank having his hands on my body gave me the insects in my stomach again. I wanted him to touch me. So I was gonna keep talking.

"Frank you're ruining my life!"

"Really? How? I barely know you!" 

"Well lets put it this way, Imagine seeing the most perfect person in the entire world. Everything about them is beautiful. From the strands of hair to their litttle toes. You've never laid eyes on a better person. And it gets to the point where that person is on your mind every single milisecond of the day and you can't help but to get the insects in your stomach and the world just stops when you look at them. They've consumed your mind and you've only seen them for less than 3 hours. You've consumed my mind Frank! With your perfect face and your adorable personality! You've ruined me!"  tears started to rush down my face. What is he doing to me.

"Gerard..," Frank walked over to me and put his hands on my face, "When I first saw you I wanted to run away because I was scared you would hurt me. But I've changed my mind, I want to spend every milisecond of the day with you too. I don't want to be with anyone else!"

"Really Frank?" I started to smile.

"Yes! Friends forever!" Franks eyes lit up.

My head went down. He wanted to be 'friends'. My heart broke into so many pieces.

"Gee? Are you okay?"  Frank looked at me with worried eyes.

"Perfectly fine." I weakly smiled at Frank.

"Okay if you say so,"  Frank seemed unsure, but then quickly rose up again," Want to go somewhere?"

"Is your plac-"

"Oh no no no no that will not do."

"Well, Why not?"

"I rather not say." Frank looked down at his shoes.

Just then a boy came running towards Frank.

"Frank! Baby!" He was close now. He had dirty blonde hair and was wearing a blue shirt with old worn out jeans and sporty sneakers. WHO IS HE?! AND WHY DID HE CALL FRANK BABY?! IS HE FRANKS BOYFRIEND?!

"Carter? What are you doing here?"

"Frank baby, I was looking everywhere for you!" Carter turned to me, "Babe whos this?"

"Oh Carter this is Gerard, Gerard this is Carter, My... boyfriend." Frank sighed, "Gerard is my friend Carter."

"Its nice to know Frank is making friends, Hi nice to meet you." Carter reached his hand towards me expecting a hand shake. I frowned and turned around and started to make my way home. 

I was furious. Frank had a boyfriend?! And he had not told me.Why is that? Does he know that I'm deeply in love with him? Did that speech mean nothing to him? Before I knew it tears were streaming down my cheek. When I realized I was crying I started to run. I ran and ran and ran until I reached my house. I rushed in and slammed the door. 

"Gerard Darling? Is that you?" My mother had said with a sweet tone of voice.

"Leave me the fuck alone!" I snapped, I ran to my room in the basement and I once again slammed the door. Jumped into my bed and started sobbing violently like a fangirl that did'nt get All Time Low tickets. My mother had come in.

"Gerard?! You spoke to me!" 

"Get the fuck out! II don't want you to be here!"

She sighed and took the hint and walked out of my room.

Then and there had I realized that Frank would be the Death of me. Whether I liked it or not.

Frank is going to be the death of me.

But for now,

I have to live and let go.