But I'd Like To Learn Your Name (Frerard Fanfic)

Chapter 16

Frank's POV

After Gerard's done talking on the phone I hear him wretch some more. Poor guy...

"Gerard?", I ask as I knock on the door.

"Fuck off!", he yells.

I back away and sit on my bed and pick up the book I was reading earlier. I feel bad just hanging back while Gerard's in pain. Why does he even hate me so much? When I first met him in the cemetery he seemed like he liked me and wanted to be my friend. But ever since I found him again in the cemetery, passed out, near death he's hated me.

I want him to like me. I like him.

Knock. Knock.

I sprint to the side door to where it came from. Probably the mail man. Mom never told me she ordered anything. Too bad she's at work now.

I open the blinds to the door and peek through. It's not the mail man, it's just some random guy on our doorstep.

The worst thing happened. His eyes darted to mine.

Once he saw me he knocked again. Being the stupid piece of shit I am I looked at him again.

He held up his hands as an gesture of innocence I guess.

My hand reached for the doorknob hesitantly. I twisted it and opened the door a jar.

"W-Who are you?", I stuttered. Oh great start Frank.

The stranger chuckled a little and rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm Gerard's friend, Bert and he called a while ago and said he needed me.", he looked back up at me as he finished.

I opened my mouth as to say something but nothing came out. I probably looked like a fish out of water gasping for air. My mind swam with thoughts. Bert's the guy who's Gerard's boyfriend. When I was reading the texts I was mad at Bert for some reason, jealousy most likely, God, I can't even make out my own feelings. If I were still mad at Bert I could just turn him down any moment. But Gerard's health is more important than my love life.

"Can I come in?", he says with a half smile on his face. God, he's fucking sexy.

"Yea come in.", I say as I open the door wider to let him come in, thank God moms not home right now.

"He's in there", I mumble as I twist the doorknob to my bedroom open.

Bert walks in so casually like he's lived here longer than me.

"He won't open the bathroom door for me. He locked it.", I say, proving it in trying to open the locked door.

Bert nods and puts his ear against the door. "Hey, Gee its me. Let me in please?"

We both hear footsteps on the other side. Bert moves his hand as he's trying to shoo me away like a fly, "Let me just be alone with him so he'll open the door". I nod and step back and stand in the hallway. Bert must've been right because I hear the door creak open and footsteps in my room.

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Gerard's POV

Bert holds me in his arms as I hold him. My heads killing me and my visions still as fucked up as ever.

"I need some.", I mumble. My voice is kinda muffled since my face is pressed up against Bert.

"That's why I brought some, babe.", he responds.

He reaches over for a bottle next to him. I never noticed it. Bert opens it and gives it to me. It's kinda strong, but I still drink it anyways.

After I'm done I just stay there in his arms. He's so good to me. I don't even deserve him.

"You okay, now Gerard?", he says.

I look up at him, "yea, I'll be okay." He looks away for a moment and then looks back at me with his beautiful blue eyes.

"You know I love you right?", he says as he stares into my eyes. Like he's unraveling all my secrets with just those six words.

"Love you too."

BERT MCFUCKINGCOCKBLOCK. Okay so I hope I didn't make you mad, because literally Bert always gets in the way (haha way) of Gerd and Fronkeh. But whatever. Thanks for reading and voting!

Joyriding by Frank Iero and the Celabration (I don't think I spelled it right lol)

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