/Frerard/ You have no idea what you're up against

Chapter 10: Wake the fuck up!

Gerard and Franks first date in the coffee shop, 2 months ago, was the beginning of a few more dates. Now, it's the start of December, and Gerard and Frank are the closest they've ever been.

Frank's dream; 3rd POV:

"I love you, Frank. I love you very much." Gerard said sweetly and kissed Frank's forehead.

Gerard and Frank were sitting in the middle of a field on a fluffy purple blanket. The field was full of flowers like daisies, buttercups, tulips, and pansies.

"Here, give me a hug." Gerard said with a smile and hugged Frank tightly, Frank then hugging back.

Then Frank felt a sharp pain in his upper back, and heard Gerard laugh sinisterly. Frank let go of Gerard and winced in pain. Frank then put his hand on his back and felt some weird liquid. He saw his fingertips had blood on them. Gerard had literally stabbed Frank in the back.

"Be careful who you trust." Gerard said as he pushed Frank off the blanket. The green grass that had surrounded the blanket, turned into a fire. Frank was in so much pain as Gerard just kept on cackling.

~~~~~~Frank's POV:~~~~~~~

"Frank, wake the fuck up!" I shot upright in my bed, hitting Gerard's head with my own, by accident.

"Ouch" Gerard says and he rubs his forehead and murmurs to himself. Oh shit.

"Oh, I'm sorry Gerard! I didn't mean to-" Gerard cuts me off by laughing, but his laugh was like the laugh I heard in my dream. The sinister laugh. I shivered. Gerard stopped laughing, abruptly, and his facial expression looked concerned.

"Hey, are you alright? I could hear you tossing and turning in bed, from the other room." Gerard was staying over at my house for the night because the roads were too icy and dangerous outside. He drove here this morning to talk to me. Not to talk about anything important, just to talk to me, to see how I was doing. And I'm doing great. At least, I was.

"Yeah, I'm okay." I lie. In my mind I'm so scared. I think I'm in love with Gerard, but I don't want to be! Last time I was in love, it hurt me. Terribly. And Gerard knows this! So of course Gerard wouldn't love me back after me telling him I've given up on love.

"Are you sure? It looks like you've been sweating a lot, here, I'll go get you a lighter blanket. The quilt you have looks quite heavy." Gerard says worryingly. He takes the quilt off my bed and walks out of the room. I hear him open the door to where I keep my towels and blankets.

"Gerard, you really don't hav-" Gerard comes back into the room with a fluffy purple blanket and throws it gracefully on me. He tucks me in and I thank him.

"Now is there anything else you want before i go back to bed? Are you sure you're okay?" Gerard asks. I have to think about this for a bit. Either lie and say nothing is wrong or tell him about the dream I had.

"No, really, I'm okay. Trust me." Gerard stares at me for a few more seconds and then smiles for a second.

"Okay. I trust you. But if anything is bothering you, promise you'll tell me?" I bite my bottom lip for a second.

"I promise." There was no way I was going to tell Gerard about that dream! Gerard would lose trust in me and think I'm doubting our relationship.

Gerard looked at me for a few more seconds until he started smiling again. He leaned down to hug me and pulled the blanket further up to my neck. He walked to the door and before he left, he turned around quickly and blew me a kiss.

"Goodnight, I'll wake you up again at 8am." He then closes the door and I can hear the sound of his footsteps fade away.

I look to my right to see my digital clock on the nightstand. it's 4am. I've got four more hours. Great. More time to think about that dream. Knowing me, I'll probably end up telling Gerard about the dream anyway and later regretting it. I wonder if any of Gerard's dreams have me in it?...

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AN: okay, don't murder me for not updating this story in months. I've been busy. And lazy. Yeah, more lazy than busy. SORRY!