The Bully (Frerard)(Completed)

Chapter 4: The Song

I decided 'fuck it, I wanna show Gerard and Mikey my song, well, what's started of it.'

I get my guitar, my notebook, and a pencil and run straight across the street to Mikey and Gerard's house. Also managing to dodge a car going WAY over the speed limit, then him flipping me off and calling me a faggot. Nice, man.

I ignore him and got over to Gerard and Mikey's house, pounding on the door as soon I could reach it. Gerard answered it with a cruel expression and said, "What the hell do you want?" Then turns his head to shout, "Mikey! Your fuck buddy is here!" I had to restrain from saying, "No, that's Ray." It was fucking hard, let me tell you.

"No! I have more of the song written!" I shout and push past him.

"Play it then!" He runs over and sits down excitedly on the couch. Right. Next. To. Me! His leg touched mine and I started jumping for joy! Internally, of course. I smiled and started getting jittery.

"Apologize first," I order.

"What?!" He shouts in surprise.

"Apologize. I only deserve it, Mikey too," I say in a serious tone that meant I was not playing until he apologized.

He stares up at the ceiling and then jolts at the table, grabbing for my open notebook. I quickly grab it, just in time for him to face plant into the table, "Not so fast, fucker," I say quite amused.

"Dammit. Okay, fine. I'm oh, so sorry for calling you a faggot and telling Mikey that his fuck buddy is here," he sighs and then looks at me expectantly.

"Wow, such a great apology," I clap at him sarcastically, "but I'll take it, only because you're an asshole who gets away with everything and never has to apologize," I smile cheekily and then turn to play.

I start out strumming the first part and then come in with the lyrics, "Well, if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say!

I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better of this way.

For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took, remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?

I'm not okay, I'm not okay, I'm not okay, you wear me out!"

Then I stop, and look at him, "I've also decided that the song with be titled 'I'm Not Okay'."

"Holy fuck, it is really good!" There's that smile from earlier. Ahh, I just... I want to kiss him. I really fucking want to kiss him. It makes me very sad and very pissed off that I can't.

"Thanks," it what I stick with.

"Oh, hey, wanna see the songs I picked out for us to play as the others?"

"Yes!" I exclaim, I want to know what brilliant things he comes up with.


Gerard runs down a set of stairs, to the basement, and Mikey walks in.

"I saw the way you were staring at him, you so wanna fuck him," You could hear the smirk on his face.

"Shut up! He is like right fucking down there!" I point to the door leading to the basement. "If he finds out, fucking Ray will find out about your little obsession with him. Got it?!" I spat out harshly at him.

He nods quickly and then leaves the room. I fucking hope Gerard heard NONE of that. If he did, well, I'm a dead boy.

Then I hear Gerard's heavy footsteps jogging up the stairs and right over next to me.

"Here, one is called 'Bulletproof Heart' and the other's called 'Teenagers'. I personally think they're really good, but here, check over them if you'd like."

I swear to fucking God, Gerard seemed nervous, he was visibly shaking too. Wait... Not good, not good, NOT FUCKING GOOD. He heard, he knows I like, he.. He.. He won't want to talk to me. EVER. Right when he was getting used to me, Mikey had to come an-

"Frank? Are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine," I look up at the still standing Gerard, "just thinking is all."

"You seemed like you were panicking, I mean your eyes went wide and you started shaking. I just got a little worried." He then sat down and smiled at me, just a tiny one though.

He was worried? About me? Someone he despises? WHOA. I think the world is ending!

"It's alright, don't worry about me, I'm just fine," I reply dumbly. Seriously Frank? The man you love is worried about you and you tell him not to. Ugh, just leave before you do anything else stupid.

"Well, you know, it is in human nature to worry," Gerard states softly, I even think he got a little closer.

"Yeah, I know," I nod.

Then I look down and start reading the songs. I like them, a lot.

"Wait, Gerard, teenagers scare the living shit out of you, yet you're just a teenager yourself."

"Haha, well, have you seen most of the teenagers at our school? They're pretty scary."

"But... You're in with the guys everyone is scared of, why are you scared of your friends?" I ask completely and utterly confused.

Then, right when he opens his mouth to reply, my fucking mom just HAD to call.

"Hello?"
"Where the hell are you?"
"Mikey's house."
"Come home, you know I don't like them, they're... Odd, and that Mikey kid is gay, you know how I feel about that."
I laughed a bitter, humorless one, "Well, I don't mind."
"I do, come home now, dinner is almost ready."
"Fine."

I hang up and then gather my things, "See you tomorrow," I say quickly and walk out the door.

Now what was he about to say? His answer? I sigh and walk in the door, it isn't fair. Right when things start to kind of actually work out, my mother had to ruin it, like always.

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What was Gerard going to say??

:ooooo

Y'know, I don't even know. xD

xoxoCrashFire