Moving in

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Gerard's POV 

That's it Frankie was moving in with me. I went to his room and started packing his clothes in a suit case I found in his closet. I heard the shower turn off so he must've finished.

Next I heard a hair drier. I continued to pack. Frank soon stepped out and into his room fully clothed. "Gee what are you doing?" Frank asked walking in holding his wrist. "Your moving in with me whether you like it or not." I commanded.

"I don't want to be a burden Gee." Frank said sitting on the bed. I looked at him sadly and sat next to him. I grabbed him and put his head on my shoulder. "You'll never be a burden baby. I love you and don't you ever forget it." I felt Frank shaking.

He was crying. I soon felt his tears seeping through my shirt. I hugged him tight and Frank cried harder. I felt so bad for him. At least he'll be safe with me.

Franks POV 

I stopped crying after a few minutes. Gee was so understanding and sweet. I'm missing my Mom so bad. My dad, well he killed himself after I was born. He shot himself in the heart.

Now both my parents live in the past. All I have is Gerard and no one else. I felt lonely and scared. I just wanted to take a razor to my throat. "Hey Frankie you okay?" Gerard asked shaking me slightly. "Umm I guess." I said sitting up straight.

"Let me pack another bag real quick and we can leave." I said standing up. I packed up some guitar stuff, my favorite movies, and I put a picture of my Mom in my bag as well. "Okay let's go." I said picking up two of the bags. Gee nodded and we walked across the street to his house.

Just before we left I locked the door. Hearing the click of the lock saddened me. I knew I would probably never step foot in that house again. I wiped a tear away and ran.

Gee took me up to his room and I pulled my shirt off. I don't know why I just wanted to. I guess it was a habit cause I always took my shirt off after coming home from school. I felt more comfortable that way I just couldn't explain why.

"Frankie boy don't be tempting me." Gerard said smirking. He sat my suit cases on the bed and said "Just go a head and unpack. I have a dresser you can use I'll be right back." Gee left the room and I unzipped a bag. I heard banging noises coming from the hall.

I poked my head out the door way "Gee-bear?" I asked seeing Gerard carrying a tall thin dresser in his arms. "Ya?" He answered in a rough voice holding his breath. I opened the door and helped him get it through the door way.

He sat it down next to the closet and said "Well here ya go. Just a little dusty but it'll be fine." He put his hands on his hips and flipped his black and red hair. He was so sassy sometimes. I hugged him and started to put my things away.

I would've said thanks but I didn't wanna talk. I put my things away and curled up on Gerard's bed.

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