the only hope for me is you; frerard

The Drive

Song: The Light Behind Your Eyes by My Chemical Romance <3

Gerard's POV

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I was sitting in the driver's seat in Frank's old car. I hadn't had any drinks that day (alcoholic wise) because I knew that I would be driving a very long time with Frankie and Mikey in the car. I love them both. Everyone was silent for what seemed to be an eternity. Finally, Frank spoke, "Hey, Gee? Can I-uh- have some of your coffee...?" I gave him a little smile and pushed the coffee toward him. He gave me a smile in return. A VERY big smile. Almost too big for his face to handle, "Thanks, G-" I had no idea what he was going to say because Mikey cut him off before he could finish, "Hey Gerard! What if I wanted that coffee? Why does Mr. Iero get it and not me?" I gave Mikey a little look telling him to knock off whatever he was doing, "Y'know what Mikey? If you really want coffee I will stop at the McDonald's down the road and get you the biggest size coffee there is. How does that sound?" Mikey looked at me with a smile and started staring out of the window. Frank, on the other hand, was staring at me like I just saved 5 puppies from a house fire. Once I got Mikey his coffee he almost immediately fell asleep. But, I didn't wanna be rude and wake him until we got home. The rest of the drive back to New Jersey was kind of a blur, I just remember wandering off into my own little world.

Frank's POV

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I didn't even really want the coffee. If I knew it was going to cause an argument I would have just let Mikey take it. Gerard amazes me, really. The way he does everything. I didn't know that this small period of time that we had known each other would lead to this brilliant friendship. Or- whatever we are. I'm not so sure, I love Gerard. That's a fact I can't avoid. Every waking moment with Gerard makes me feel all tingly inside. I just hope he feels the same. He probably doesn't, I'm a monster. A fucking idiot. I get hurt all the time. Nobody should like me, I don't even like myself. Why should he? That crazy ass bastard.

Mikey's POV

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I honestly don't remember much from the car ride from LA to New Jersey, I recall fighting over coffee but that's about it. After that I fell asleep. Unicorns were in my dreams.

Gerard's POV

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Okay, I lied. I do remember talking to Frank a little bit. But not that much. Such a cool dude, really. He needs to know that, but he doesn't. I try to tell him, he just says I'm being nice. No, not nice. I'm not being nice. I'm being HONEST. Sure, he's a little crazy, but so am I. When we got to my house I parked his car in the garage and we all went inside (after waking up cranky Mikey) and took our bags in. Ray and Bob were already home, but we had some extra business we had to deal with before coming home.