Subway Train ➫ Frerard

chpt. eight ➫ brother

frank did nothing in his power to hide himself, since he knew it would be embarrassing if that person found him. he decided to let himself be seen, rather than not.

"gerard?" a guy came in. a guy with long brown hair and white rimmed glasses. he was wearing a black beanie and a joy division t-shirt (which was one of frank's favorite bands). frank thought he knew him, but he must've been thinking of someone else.

"hi." frank smiled awkwardly.

"hey." the guy said, closing the door behind him. "who are you?"

frank blinked twice, specifically because he was half-bewildered by the question. "my name's frank," he put his hand out for the boy to shake. "who are you?"

"i'm mike-mikey." the guy shook frank's hand, and when they made contact, frank remembered everything.

"mikey way?" frank smiled. "i remember you from middle and high school."

"oh?" mikey fixed his glasses on his face. "you're frank iero?" frank nodded, a smile still plastered onto his face.

mikey smirked and nodded. "yo, i remember you and your band. remember when i auditioned for it?"

frank chuckled. "yeah. you blew me away, i couldn't forgive shaun after he rejected you, man."

"thanks," mikey said quietly. "I've been meaning to start a band myself, but i don't sing. i play bass, though."

"maybe we can start a band together, ya know." frank responded, eating his croissant.

"yeah maybe." mikey stood silent for a little bit. "so where's gerard?"

frank shrugged. "he's probably still at school. i was asleep when he left."

"oh." mikey said as he went to sit on the couch and watch tv, not bothering to catch up with frank.

frank smiled at his awkwardness between him and mikey. he finished up his croissant and decided to play more guitar in gerard's room. he didn't think he had anything to say to mikey, so the two didn't talk.

frank shut the door so mikey wouldn't hear him over the loud sounds of the tv. he began singing the same song he was just singing last night. 

"why does right and wrong seem so far away?

but if I had my way, if I had my way

we would all be sorry..."

frank passionately played in solitude. he felt like he really connected with music, and especially gerard. he remembered him, his tiny smile and his beautiful green eyes. how did he get so lucky?