The Opposite Of Love; ferard

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this story might be ending soon i don't know but i really enjoy writing it and idk

oh, and i'm on my period so just fucking kill my uterus

"gee," i whined. "open the doooor."

i banged my head against the door. i was about to the do it again when the door opened, causing me to hit a chest instead.

"oh. hi." i waved slightly. i recognized the person from school, but i didn't know his name.

"someone is at the door, gerard!" the mystery person, who i decided to call blonde, moved out of the way so i could enter.

"is it frank?" i heard gee call from somewhere.

"i don't know!" blonde called back. he looked at me, "are you frank?"

"i don't know. who are you?"

"hey frank." i bumped into blonde, looking for gerard. "mikey, bring him to my room."

blonde, now mikey, dragged me behind him through the house before shoving me into a bedroom. the whole place smelled like gee, so i flopped unto the bed so i could smell the sheets.

a few minutes later, i felt the side of the bed dip down.

"hi, franky." he pressed a kiss to the back of my neck, causing me to shudder. "shouldn't you be at school?"

"yeah, but pete had pot and so i went to his house but he was being a butthead so i came here."

"ah." gerard combed his fingers through my hair. "and who is pete and why is he being a... 'butthead'?"

i sighed into the pillow. "he's a friend. he's younger, junior. i told him to never get pills from bert and only from bob but he didn't listen."

"bert mccracken?"

"mhm."

"do he and bob go to your school?"

"yeah. how do you know them?" i rolled over to cuddled into his legs.

"they use to deal to mikey." i blinked. "my little brother." he clarified.

"'m hungry." i complained. i nuzzled further in between gee and the bed.

"what do you want?" he paused before adding, "don't just say food."

"sugar."

he sighed before detaching me from his body. "fine, princess frank."

as he walked out of the room, i yelled, "and hurry up, peasant!"