A helping hand

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(Gerard POV)

Dear Diary

I let a guy named frank join the band a while ago. I don’t know much about the guy but I heard he’s cool. I know it’s a bit weird for a guy like me to say this but he’s kinda .... well ... hot.... *closes diary*

''FRANK WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!! THIS IS MY ROOM!'' Frank scared the shit out of me. He always does that anyway. ''sorry Gerard I didn’t mean... I just wanted to ask you do you know if Mikey has a spare guitar tuner? He’s out and I need to tune my guitar for tonight’s show. '' ''eh.. yeah sure I’ll get it for you now, just give me a sec.'' As I close my diary Frank glares at it. ''what’s that Gerard? Aw dude is that a diary? Leme see!! Lemme see!'' I fought my way through Frank and just made it to the door, panting I hold my hand out. Man he’s strong.'' Okay ... *takes deep breath* okay I’ll get you the tuner. Just don’t touch my diary.. It’s private.'' I’m not sure if I should trust Frank with my diary just yet so I brought it with me. As I open the door to Mikeys room I turn around to see if Frank followed me. He did. I check in the small desk beside his drawer. I take the tuner out and hand it to him. ''here you go... Just try not to break it.. It’s the only one we have with us.'' ''Yeah thanks,'' I walk to my room opening the room to see a load of laundry that always needs to be done. ''Oh Gerard.. erm can I practice with you?... I just wana go over some songs..'' I don’t think he’s ever asked to practice with just me alone. This will give us some time to get to know each other better.

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