I made fucking sure
That I was alone with Bert
Before I asked him,
"Bert, do you love me?"
Like that,
Like just with a fucking clap
Of your hands,
Bert snapped a "no." at me.
"Don't fucking lie to me." I snapped back.
I can sink to his level too.
"I see the jealous looks on your face when I mention Frank.
You flirt with me too, even I can see that.
Just tell me that you love me, Bert! Because I know you do!
Look at you!
You're blushing!
That's enough to prove my theory!"
He gave in,
"I like you, Gerard, but I can't say if I love you yet."
I stared at him,
"You know I love someone else,
But I guess that's what love is.
It demands for something you usually can't have."
"Stop saying stuff like that, it's making me lo-like you more."
"I can say whatever I want," I tell him, "but..."
He looks up,
"I really like you too, Bert. Not in the way you like me, but as a friend."
And I smiled,
"Let's just stay as best friends??"
He gleamed a grin at me, shook my hand,
"Yeah, that sounds good." he agreed.
I ordered two Jack Daniels.
"A best friend toast," I smiled.
He smiled back and we clinched our glasses.
This is what being friends was.
-
Dammit this is supposed to be a serious story
But I couldn't help but think about patd at the toast part
haha im terrible
-Jenna
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Sanity (Frerard)
Fanfiction"And what I felt was more than thumping. I felt his love for me. and I think he loves me with his soul too." .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*. •Warning: Triggers • Drug Use • Soft Sexual Content • .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.
