The World is Ugly (Frerard Fanfic)

Frank POV: Thinking

Ever since Gerard and I had that big fight, we haven't really talked about anything but music and the band. I've been depressed but it's gotten better. Gerard had really hurt me. I don't really know how I feel about Gerard anymore. I'm happy with Jamia.

I think I'm over Gerard now.
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I woke up this morning, grabbed my guitar, and tried to think of a part for Gun..

I worked for an hour or two. I finally got something down. I went down to Gerard's house to see what he thought about what I came up with.

I pulled into his driveway and knocked on his door. Lindsey had answered and asked why I was there. Lindsey didn't like me very much, but I didn't care.

"I want to see if Gerard likes what I came up for my part in Gun.," I responded.

"I think he's still asleep, but I don't know," she responded.

I walked inside and headed up to Gerard's room. If he was still asleep, then I don't think he would mind if I just went in.

"Hey Gerard. You awa..." My voice trailed off. He was sitting there, crying his eyes out. "You okay, bud?"

"I still love you." That was his response. I didn't expect that whatsoever.

I just stared at him blankly. After about 30 seconds of staring at his crying eyes, i could feel my eyes start to fill with tears. Next thing you know I'm crying, too.

"I-I still love you too," was my response after waiting 1 minute.

We hugged for who knows how long.

Turns out I wasn't over him.