When in Rome, Do Frank [REWRITTEN!]

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(all of this is written from Gerards POV)

"I'm so scared Patrick what if the plane crashes!"

Patty cakes: "thats not going to happen Gerard"

G: "what if I DIE "

Patty cakes: "Gerard you're going to be fine stop stressing out!"

I give mikey a glare as he complains to my mom and dad about letting me go to Italy and not him

My dad parks at the terminal and rushes me out of the car to get my luggage because the people behind us are being dicks and honking their horns

As my dad gets my crap out if the back of our musty trans am I turn around to my mom in tears, I raise an eyebrow

"I cant believe you're going to Italy by yourself" she sniffles and starts to tear up

"Mama! You'll see me in literally one week! And I'll call you when I get to nonnas!" I sigh and hug her

My parents had to reschedule our trip to Italy because Mikey had the flu and because of his asthma that's dangerous so we rescheduled the trip a week later, but they couldn't reschedule mine so I'm going by myself, finally.

"No Gerard you will call me at the airport in Rome as soon as you land!" My mom demands as she holds me tightly

"Okay mom" I whine like a bratty teenager "it's a week!" I giggle as I wipe away my moms tears

"MIKEY!" My dad tells "COME SAY BYE TO YOUR BROTHER"

where's mikey you might be asking? hes listening to Korn at full blast sucking out because I get to go by myself and he has to go with my parents, he's 14! What does he think? He's just going to drive himself! Plus he doesn't even speak Italian! How is he going to talk to anybody!

Mikey gets out of the car and gives me a half asses hug "Bye gerard" he mumbles and goes back in the car.

My parents walk me to the doors and mt mom hugs me one last time.

her mascara staining my already black slipknot shirt, which I have to change before Nonna sees it or she's going to flip

When I walk through the door I get greeted with the disaster of the New Jersey airport is, check my bag in quickly and sweat through security and when I think I'm finally calm the guy at the gate checks my passport and I give him a crooked smile because I KNOW I look nothing like my passport picture, I was 11 give me a break!

"I was 11 there" I tell him

"I can tell" he stamps my passport and I let out a relaxed sigh

Once I sit in my designated seat in the plane I text my mom that I'm on the plane and I scrolling through Instagram as one does, im not looking at girls or stuff.....im looking at guitars, I wasn't allowed to bring my guitar and I'm already craving the strings on the tips of my fingers. When the plane lifts off I decide to put my headphones in and listen to one of my thousands of albums downloaded onto my phone.

I had forgotten to take my slipknot shirt off so im going to have to change in the bathroom once we reach Rome, the flight is 8 hours long which im not happy about, then the train ride from Rome to Scilla is 7 hours long! That's 15 hours of traveling!

I pull out my summer school homework to finish before I go on vacation and end up falling asleep by the third question, oh well I'll finish it on the train