Gerard really loved Frank's room. It was baby-blue and it had posters all over, and there were sketches everywhere. Gerard had meant to ask if Frank had done them but he hadn't had a chance yet.
The one thing he was worried about- the reason he had been reluctant to stay over- was his nightmares. I mean, he had to sleep. He couldn't go without it; even if he had nightmares he always managed to sleep at least an hour. Would Frank freak out? He decided he'd stay up as long as he could and then pray he wouldn't wake up freaking out.
Christ. Risky plan.
He heard Frank stomping up the stairs and the smell of pizza drifted into the room. "Dude, you have no idea how lucky we are. She never lets me take food to my room, like ever."
Gerard pushed a smile as he grabbed a slice.
What the hell was he going to do?
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I Drew You Once in Art Class
FanfictionPlease god i wrote this as a sad 14 year old who projected everything onto her characters. Keep your expectations LOWER THAN ZERO GUYS PLEASE
