My chemical ferard ( mcr )

Frank's POV

I remember the first time I met Gerard. He was and is literally the sweetest guy ever. Any one would be luck to have him. I doubt I'd ever get a chance with him seeing as he's probably not into me because I'm a guy and even if he was I'm engaged and shouldn't be thinking like this. My fiancé is in the kitchen making me lunch right now. I feel so guilty. Maybe I should just tell he we should call things off. I love her but honestly I want to be with Gerard. But then again Gerard my not even be into me. We leave for the 'black parade tour in less than a day. I need to get my shit together before then. Maybe this is just a phase. God, I don't fucking know. All I know is-
"Frank, babe?" She walks into the room with me. "I made you something. Also you're leaving to go on tour soon and I thought maybe-"
"Actually I have a lot on my mind right now" I stand up to leave "I'll call you" I kiss her forehead. I see tears building up in her eyes and feel like a dick but walk out the door anyway. By the time I get home I feel extremely shitty. I call her.
"Frank?" I hear her say over the line with hope in her voice.
"Did you want to do something tonight babe?" I ask her.
"Well if you feel like it then yeah, I'd love to"
"Great. I'll pick you up in an hour" I say then hang up the phone.