•DESTROYED (Frerard)

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I stepped out onto the platform that led me to view the sparse culture that these group of people called home. Gerard took my hand and walked ahead, I walked steadily - keeping up with his brisk pace. He took me up a flight of rickety what looked like make do stairs. I reached the top and peered around, we were at the top of the canopy, there were no trees in sight only the leaves of the trees below us.

I looked to my side to find Gerard sitting on the edge with his legs dangling off the platform. His figure illuminated by the radiant sun that was now setting over the deserted landscape.

I looked in the direction he was staring - just over the horizon was the prison that kept me hostage for over two years. I slumped my self down next to Gerard, my shoulder brushing against his.

"Hey Frankie" he muttered seeming to not move his lips.

"Yea?" I replied.

"It's quite beautiful isn't it" he soothed through his rough and attractive voice.

I pondered on his thought for a moment and looked out. All I saw was a complete mess of what the human race had caused, piles of rubbish and shite lay dotted around with oil cans and broken machinery. I didn't really think it was beautiful. But - the way Gerard said it moved me. He emphasised the beautiful.

"Don't you think?" He turned his head toward me this time, his bright hazel eyes locking with mine, the world seemed to slow down every time we collided eye contact. I loved it none the less.

"Ye" I mumbled nonchalantly.

"Are you high?" Gerard grinned.

"Just high on you" I replied honestly. It was like Gerard was a drug - sucking in my emotions and feelings that seeped through my soul. Not to mention the fact that I am completely addicted to him. All I need now are the withdrawal symptoms.

Gerard kissed me - woah okay what.. Stop

No ... Don't stop.

I latched my hand onto the back of his hair writhing the mess of red in my fingers. He opened his mouth which allowed my tongue to slither in slowly. He tasted different - there was more cigarette now. I liked it.

He pulled me closer letting his hand rest on my shoulder as we continued the romantic affair. I slithered my eyes open to glance at his, his were shut with his beautiful fiery red hair falling perfectly front of them. He genuinely looked too perfect.

He pulled his lips away slowly. Leaving me desperate for him to come close again. But I resisted to latch onto his face once more, even if the aching my body pulsed needed it.

Gerard set his hands in his lap cupping each other. He stared out into the scenery, his legs were pressed together with his lips pouting in a cute fashion.

I admired his beauty "what's going to happen now?" I asked regarding to my future.. Our future.

Gerard raised one eye brow "well my bedrooms free" he turned up the corner of his mouth in a sly smirk.

I knew he was playing me. What a little bitch "you just want me in your bed" I accused bluntly pressing my lips together to hold back the smirk.

Gerard dropped his expression "oh Frankie" he laughed "I want more from you than you will ever understand" he seemed deadly serious.

I stared right at him "huh?"

"Nevermind Frankie" he breathed looking out the landscape.