Frerard Oneshots

Til Death Do Us Part

I'm sorry if you cry. -Aly

Frank made sure he was always there for Gerard. He was always the first person Gerard would call if he needed someone to talk to. He helped him when he was down and upset. Frank was always Gerard's best friend.

Whether is became something more we shall never know for sure. They spent every day together. They would watch movies together, go to the park together, hang out together and yes, even sleep together.

No one ever thought that they were just friends. It was always something more. But they never spoke of it. Being too afraid of everyone else's reaction. And they were content with keeping their love story a secret for now.

But they knew that one day the whole world should know. "I want to tell people Gee. I don't want to hide anymore. Or feel like I can't be myself when we're together in public. It's not fair." Frank said and began to frown.

"I know baby. We just have to wait a little while longer until more people can be as accepting as our parents. Just you wait and see, one day it'll be alright." He said holding his love tightly in his arms. Where he felt most safe.

Gerard knew a lot of things, yes. He knew what flavor ice cream Frank loved. He knew what his favorite movies were. Hell, he even knew what type of underwear Frank would buy. And every time Frank would ask how he knew all of that, Gee would just answer with another question.

"I know things, remember?" And he would wink and go about his way.

But throughout the years, Gerard was getting a little bit off at knowing things. And I mean, he didn't go to the doctor regularly. He didn't know why he was tired all the time. He didn't know why he was always weak and never hungry. He didn't know why he was in pain all the time.

Gerard didn't know that he had cancer.

After months of having it in his system, Frank knew it was something bad. So he finally made him go to the doctor. They tested his blood and then came with bad news.

Gerard had lung cancer and he only had a few months to live. Both of the young men broke down in tears in the doctors office. They couldn't believe this. Everything they had been through leading up until now. And Gerard wouldn't be here to spend the rest of his life with him.

Frank fell to his knees in that room and kept crying for so long. Gerard hoped off the table and grabbed him in a tight hug. "Hey you. Don't you worry about me okay? I'm gonna be fine. I promise. I'm okay love." He smiled weakly before he kissed Frank.

They went back home and basically stayed on the couch together all night. Thoughts kept running around Frank's head making him upset. How could he live another day when Gerard wasn't going to be in it? How?

The next few months flew by very quickly. They spent every single day together. They kissed and made love and held onto each other for the longest time. Not dating to break away and leave the other alone for one minute. Too scared of what might happen. They didn't want to face the fact that it was almost over. It couldn't be over, not this fast. It was now the middle of February, when the doctors said he would go.

Frank had decided take him to the hospital and he had stayed with him ever since. He seemed to be getting better each day. But then came the awful morning of March 13. Frank had fallen asleep staring at him from the couch in the small room. He was awoken to the dreaded sound of beeping. He opened his eyes and saw the worst.

Gerard was a flat line. He started freaking out and jumped from his chair and into the hall. "SOMEONE PLEASE HELP HIM. PLEASE. ANYONE!!!!!!! HES DYING!!!" Doctors and nurses ran as fast as they could inside to help save Gerard, but it was too late. Gerard's poor beautiful heart had finally given out.

The doctors came out and gave Frank the news. He fell to the floor holding his knees and just cried. He didn't bother hiding the tears and screams since he didn't give a damn if other people heard him cry. He was too busy screaming and yelling asking God why it couldn't have been him instead. The doctor ran and grabbed tissues before giving them to Frank.

"Ya know Frank. He wasn't supposed to last this long." He said. Frank looked up at him confused.

"Gerard wasn't supposed to even make it to March. He was staying as long as he possibly could for you. He really loved you, ya know." Frank smiled a bit and shook his head. "I know. And I love him too." The doctor patted his back in a somewhat comforting way and walked away.

Frank went back home and cried to sleep for the next 3 days. After all of the preparations were ready, it was time for the funeral. He wore Gerard's favorite black suit with the bright red tie. And he even made his hair to that cute curly way that he liked. He was always thinking of Gerard even up until the day of his death.

He walked inside of that ugly brown building that just smelled of death. He hated everything about this place. People were everywhere and they were crying. Why do they try and make these places look happy? Because it's fucking not.

Frank got angry when he saw people smiling. How the fuck could you be happy in this god forsaken place? Fuck off!

He found the room labeled "Gerard Arthur Way" and stumbled inside. His small eyes falling once he found his boyfriend, lying there still in the large casket. Frank could feel the tears prickling his eyes, trying to escape. People were looking at him but he didn't care at this point. All he cared about was Gerard.

He stood beside the casket and held onto Gerard's frail hand. The thousands of memories throughout the years all building up and crashing back into his mind. He couldn't believe the love of his life was laying in front of him, lifeless. After a while of visiting, it was time to leave.

Everyone else had started leaving but Frank couldn't leave just yet. He stayed holding onto the casket. He quickly leaned down and whispered to Gerard, "I'll be visiting there soon my love. Don't you worry about me. Okay? Everything will be better. I love you, so much Gerard."

He looked around and noticed nobody in the room. He reached in his pocket and grabbed the small, black, velvet box and pulled the ring out. "I'm sorry that we couldn't show everyone our love. But Fuck what anyone says, I love you. And I will always love you." He said as he placed the ring on Gerard's frail finger and quickly left the funeral home.

He ran fast and finally reached his home. He went to his bathroom and looked in the mirror, studying himself. All he could see was Gerard's reflection staring back at him. He looked down and saw the ring in the boys finger and smiled. "I love you Frankie." Gerard's reflection said this and vanished. And that's when he knew exactly what he needed to do.

He was going to be with Gerard even if it meant giving up his own life to be with the one person who gave him purpose in it in the first place. He went back into his bedroom and the rest was history.

And with that, people say that Frank never did leave Gerard's side. Because, he was his best friend. From the beginning till the end.