"Just Friends."

Chapter 3

Gerards P.O.V.
(Possible Trigger warning)

Last night was the most fun ive had in years. Of course it was terrifying, but i guess i had to take chances once in a while. Today, it was raining, i had no one home on this gloomy Sunday, and i was just laying in bed listening to "Remembering Sunday" by All Time Low and watching the rain pour down on the window, leaving me tired and sleepy. Then suddenly i had gotten a call.

"Hello?" "Um..hey, it's Frankie. I was wondering, if you would like to come over for dinner and help me write a new song?" "Yea sure!" I exclaimed without hesitation. "Okay. Ill pick you up in 10."

I quickly threw some clothes on and fixed my hair and within minutes he had arrived at my door. "Hey, you ready?" "Yea." He walked me to the car outside the apartment, and went straight to his house.

"Heres my house. I know its a little small, but its all i could afford. Ray is working at his job, so we're gonna be alone for a while in time to write a song." "Okay" i smiled at him, and stared at him as he set out a song sheet on the table. He was such an amazing sight, and i could just admire him forever. Damnit Frank Iero. Im falling for you.

He pulled out his guitar and started strumming a little verse and quietly began singing. I sat down and once again admired every little thing about him, from the sparkle in his eyes to the way he smiles everytime he looks up from strumming his guitar,and even when he finally finished, it felt almost impossible to take my eyes off off Something so perfect.

"What did you think?" He asked smiling. "It was the most amazing thing ive ever heard." He shyly looked down and got up to sit beside me. He looked me in the eyes and looked back down again at his arms. "Ive never sang to anyone personally before. I was always just the guitarist." I looked down. "Ive never been anything. I've always been something less than what people have expected me to be."

He sighed and look up as if trying to keep tears from running down his face. "Gerard?" "Yea?" "Why are people such assholes to people who are most in pain? Why do they believe lies?" I looked down and tried to keep the tears in my eyes. "Because people believe whatever they want to keep from knowing the truth." A tear streamed down my eyes. "Thats what fucks us up most in this world. The painful truth."

He felt the same way as i did. He felt just as lonely and rejected as i did. "Frank, you know your gonna make it right? I mean hell, you've gotta start something, we cant just let the world fall apart." I turned to him and wiped the tear off his face and smiled. "Yea. Maybe we will."