The World is Ugly (Frerard Fanfic)

Gerard POV: Writing a song

I sat there, thinking, pondering what I should write about. I needed to write another song for conventional weapons. I had already written four songs in the past week. Now I am completely out of ideas. I just sat there, at my desk, thinking.

"Hey, Gee, what's my part in Gun.?" Frank had asked me, unexpectedly.

"I still need to work on your part. I'm trying to think of a song to write right now." I responded, peacefully.

"Oh. I'll see if I can come up with something to help you out since you're under so much stress, writing conventional weapons. See you later."

"Bye." That's when it hit me. I knew exactly what I wanted to write about.

Frank.

He was always there for me. I love him. I know we're both married now but that doesn't mean I can't still love Frank.

Alright. I know what I'm writing about. Now, what are the words gonna be?

Ugh. My mind is thinking too much. I need a break. Sleep will do me good.