falling in love will kill you ♤ frerard

chapter//fifteen

// i'm just going to admit right now i don't know what i'm writing. i'm just typing words that fit together and i'm trying to hold the story together, so if there's plot holes or some shit, i'm sorry! and i'm going to say this now, since i'm already typing this, don't post this story on any other websites without asking me first. and if i give you permission and you don't give me credit, i will turn into the hulk. . .okay, now read on, motherfuckers! xx

Frank's POV

the first time i saw you, my heart whispered "that's the one" -? //

"Mikey who the hell did you let see Gerard?" I wouldn't have asked, but when Mikey let the person up there, he looked like he regretted it. Mikey rubbed his eyes and shook his head.

"Bert," he responds. "Gee's gonna kill me later for this."

"Who is Bert, exactly?"

"Gerard's ex who-"

"God fucking damn it, Mikey! I know the ex but I never knew a name. . . Why in hell would you let him go see Gee?!" I looked at Ray who was awkwardly shuffling his feet off the ground, why hadn't he left? This was nothing of his concern!

"I wanted to see what he would do if I let Bert see him, if he would come running back to him or push him away. I just need to know." I glared at Mikey, still not seeing the reason as to why he did, but I brushed it off.

"Then let's wait and see." Mikey muttered in agreement and took a seat on the couch. It took me forever to explain what happened between Gerard and I, and it took a lot of yelling on Mikey's part to accept it. I don't think Mikey approves of me just yet, but he'll have to deal with it.

I sat on the chair to the side of the couch and waited for one of the two of them to come downstairs. I could see worry on Mikey's normally expressionless face, and I'm pretty sure Ray could too because he sat next to Mikey and pulled him into his chest. I'll admit, they were a fucking cute couple.

I traced the tattoos on my arms just for something to do while I waited. It was everything I could do not to run to Gerard's room to see what was going on, the protective side of me was on edge. After a few minutes of yelling and a loud bang, Bert came out of Gerard's room and ran out the door. Mikey stood, but I was already heading towards his room.

"Gerard?" I asked softly. I pushed the door open and peered inside, to see a crying Gerard huddled in a corner in his room. The sight hurt my heart, it hurt me to see him like this. I can hide a body. . . Or two. I rushed over to him and keeled beside him. Gerard just covered his face with his hands and continued crying, the sobs shaking his shoulders.

I wasn't sure what to do, or what he even would be okay with me doing. "Gee, can I hug you?" I felt the need to ask, because when I put a hand on his shoulder he shrugged it off. He moved his hands away from his face and look at me in confusion, then nodded shyly. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close to me. He weakly wrapped his arms back around me, then proceeded to cry into my shoulder.

"Wh-why would Mik-Mikey let him i-in here?" He asked me through his sobs. I messed with the tips of his hair as I thought of an answer.

"He wanted to see how you'd react to seeing him. That's what he told me." Maybe honesty wasn't the best choice in this situation. . . Too late to take back my words now.

"I ha-had just come to rea-realize that he was a b-bad person. . . Then Mikey ju-just sends him in here?" I nodded in response as he cried harder. I rested my chin on the top of his head and held him as he cried.

"Shh," I whispered, "it's okay. It'll be okay, you'll be okay. . . Do you want to tell me what he did?" I kissed the top of his head and continued running my fingers through his hair.

"H-he. . . Nothing n-new. . . And I'm not okay, Frankie. . ." He murmured back to me.

"I promise you'll be okay. It may not be now, but you will be okay."

"How ca-can you promise someth-thing like that?"

"Because if you let me, I will be here every step of the way. I will make sure you're happy and I will be here for you." He sniffed and looked up at me in shock.

"Do you mean that?" He questioned, his voice quiet. I nodded and smiled at him.

"But, will you let me be here for you?"

"N- yes. I will, I need to stop pushing you away, I need to stop pretending that I don't care." I laughed lightly and tilted his head up so his eyes met mine. As badly as I wanted to have his lips on mine again, I simply kissed the tip of his nose.

"Thank you. . ." I then kissed his cheek, which made him smile. He wiped his eyes and then gazed up at me, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"You missed." I probably gave him a confused look, because he lightly kissed me. This wasn't like before, the kiss before was rushed, filled with lust. This one felt. . . calmer, more loving and not so needy. It was short and sweet. I felt him smile against my lips before he pulled away. He stood up and then sat on his bed, so I did the same and sat next to him. "Say it again."

"What?" I knitted my eyebrows together and looked at him, then it dawned on me what he meant, so I smiled.

"Please. . ."

"I love you, Gee. I love you more than words can describe. Sure, I haven't known you very long but, goddamn it, I love you. When I first met you. . . Something told me that I need to get to know you, so I did. Whether you're glad that I did or not, it's okay. Whether or not that little thing a while ago meant something to you, okay. Just know I love you, more than I'd like to admit."

"That little thing a while ago, did mean something. As much as I hate to admit it, it did. I like you Frank, but I don't love you. I don't ever want to love again, but I have no control over that, so who knows, maybe I will end up falling in love with you Frank. Maybe I will finally face my fear and allow myself to get close to someone; to fall in love with someone."

- short, i know, sorry. vote, comment, point out any flaws, recommend this story to people, i'd appreciate if you did any those c:

what do you think about a POV from mikey???

Iris - Sleeping With Sirens (it's overused but oh well)

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