When Both Our Cars Collide (Frerard)

NaNaNa

I drive out of town until I'm out in a dusty highway, I follow the main road and find a gas station. I put more gas in the car and gather loads of food from the store. The owner of the shop has a golden retriever in the corner of the shop. "Hellooo dawg," I say as I crouch down and stroke it. "Aren't you just adorable?" I cuddle it and as I do so, I notice the leather which has a golden paw shaped pendant. I look at it to see the dog's name is Frankie. My mind drifts to my Frankie; should I turn and go back now? I'm stuck on what to do. What do I do?

The man behind the counter peers at me. "You okay there?" I'm kneeling by the dog and sobbing. No sir, I'm dying inside. I need my Frankie boo. "Yeah, I'm good thanks," I say strongly. I wipe my eyes and stand up. "Just these please..." I place the basket by the till. "You missing someone?" he asks. Yes, my Frankenstein... "No. No one. I'm not in love, I'm...unattached..." I grab my (now paid for) food items in my arms and put it all in my car.

I put my phone face up in front of me. The camera is on me and I start filming. I open the window and light a cigarette then start talking.

"Hi. My name is Gerard. If you've already seen my channel, then you'll know that I do singing. From now on, my videos are going to be more personal... I'm on the run. I just got out of gas station and stacked up on food. I'm going to document what happens to me while I'm on the road so that my boyfriend Frank understands everything. It's been an hour or two since I left home... I've already cried several times, and one of those times, it was over a dog called Frankie. It made me want to turn around and run right back into his arms." I take a deep breath. "So in almost 3 hours I'll be in a fun city... If Frank is watching this then just know that whatever happens in this city, stays in this city. Okay?"

I randomly start singing. "Shut up and let me see your jazz hands, remember when you were a madman, thought you was batman, and hit the party with a gas can!" I laugh and say, "Kiss me...you...animal..." I look around at the road. "I like that. I'm gonna write a song! See y'all later!" I upload the video. That's clue one.

***

I check into a hotel and dive onto the giant bed. "One week Gerard. Don't get too comfortable." I tell myself. I take out my phone and start to film myself in the hotel room. "Soooo...I just got into this amazing hotel and this bed is so comfortable! I also got hair dye! It's red! I've always wanted to dye my hair red! I've finished the chorus for the song that I was singing earlier..." I sing it again. "And...for the chorus I was thinking of a melody and it's like 'nanananana nanananana nanananana' and I've been trying to think of words to put over it but I think I might just sing 'nana' for it, I dunno what to do really..." I look at the camera again. "And now that that's done, it's hair dye time!"

I film myself dyeing my hair and talk about life and death while I wait for the hair dye to process in my hair. When I've finished doing my hair, I talk about the end result. It's fun; I could blog for a living! I upload the video and then lay back in bed and fall asleep.

Morning arrives and I reach over to check my phone. 10,863 views on the latest video I uploaded. I read some of the comments I have. There's a user who asked what hair dye I used. Others asked things like 'are you okay?'. I got a few 'omg you're cute, are you single?' which I ignore because to be honest, I don't give a fuck.

Then I scroll further through the comments and find a trend going on. '#findG' My heart skips. It's amazing. So many people watched my videos overnight and so many of them actually cared. As the day progresses, the amount of views on my videos go up still, along with the comments. I sit on my hotel bed and take out my camera.

"Wow, so um... a lot of people watched my last video... Um... @BenSmittz894, I used manic panic blood red hair dye. Also girls..." I look out of the window and see Frank looking around the pool area and stop talking. "He's here..." I rush over and close the blinds. "Um, so anyway...I'm single but not interested in anyone at all. Sorry girls, I'm gay as fuck." I smile. "#findG continues! I'm on the run again. Until next time..." I pack my things and sign out of the hotel and run to my car ASAP to avoid being seen. I drive feeling happy because he watched my videos and tried to find me.

I upload the rushed video from the hotel room and lean the camera against the window of the car so it's on me, and start filming. "Driving! I'm driving... Singing a song about driving... The speed limit is 50 so I'm driving at 45. Don't want to be stopped by Mr Scary Police Man. Cos I just wanna drive. Driving in my car..." I laugh at myself. "I have no idea what I'm doing or where I'm going!"

I turn on the radio. I gasp in the most camp way I can. "Bitches I love this song! Making my way downtown, walking fast, faces pass and I'm home bound." I sing all of the piano parts and the rest of the song in a high pitched voice and burst out laughing. "There was a 60 year old bald man driving past me and looking at me like I was so high!" I giggle. "See you soon guys!" I upload it and make a pit-stop at a gas station.

I buy a packet of cigarettes, a pack of beer, some crisps, chocolate and a cheese sandwich. I go to the counter. "Aren't you that guy?" I look at him and raise both of my eyebrows. "Hm?" He smiles. "You are! You're that guy!" "That guy?" I ask. He shows me the most recent vlog and hands me my things. "They're free. Take as much as you want! I'll help you if you want." I shake my head. "You're too kind but I can't accept this... I'll only take these things, and I'll pay." I say. He keeps resisting and saying he wants to help me. "I-I can't...How about I tell you about Frank, the guy I mention in my videos a lot and you let me pay for these things." I suggest. He agrees and I tell him everything about Frank (minus kinky sex attics) and why I'm running away. He listens intently and I pay for my things. "Bye!" I say as I leave. I'll definitely have to mention him in my next vlog.

I drive across the empty motorways and see a crazy speeding car up behind me. I look in the wing mirrors but I can't see the insane driver. When he reaches the side of my car he slows down to the same speed as me. We make eye contact. "Hello again," I mouth. "Pull over, bitch," He mouths back.