Soulmates [Ferard]

I'm not O-Fucking-Kay

Frank's POV

I had to cough a little before he finally realised I was there.

"Oh! Frank your here!" He hadn't seen my face, his shoes were more interesting right now. Thank god. He looked up.

"Oh my god Frank! What-what happened to your face?!" As he spoke he shot up from his seat on the swing to gently touch my broken face.

"Frank who did this to you?" His words were laced with venom. "They'll be seeing walls every time I lay eyes on them! Frank?"

"Uh, the-the boys on uh the end of my street," I stammered. He wasn't thick. My lie was as clear as glass. Gerard's complexion changed from anger to confusion.

"Frankie baby, don't lie to me please. Who was it really?" I had picked up my coffee and started drinking it. The scalding liquid stung my far too fresh wound on my lip. Even my lip ring was making my lip ache.

"My mother," I finally choked out with a sob. Suddenly I was pulled into a long embrace with the gorgeous boy stood before me.

"I'm so sorry Gee," I was shot a confused look.

"Why are you sorry? Don't say your a fuck up because your not. Not with that cute lip ring or the fact that your eyes contrast with your personality. I love you Frankie don't ever forget that. Ever aga-" I cut him off with a kiss.

"Gerard," He hummed in response. " I have a few questions to ask. First can I um." That was it. I just broke down there and then on the solid ground we call Earth. The Earth the thing supposed to give life and keep us moving day in and day out. But right now my world was broken mentally and physically. I was not O-Fucking-Kay.

Gerard's POV

He must've been crying for awhile, despite all my attempts to stop him because bright jersey sky had started turning pink. I had to ask him.

"Frankie honey, look at me please," I tipped his head up, to look at me, with a finger. "Lets go get your stuff and what ever else and you can come and live at my house. Forever. How does that sound?" His eyes lit up with that and he kissed me. Through the kiss he asked me.

"Will you be my boyfriend?"

The normally blue sky was now a beautiful array of oranges and reds.

"I thought I already was?"

~~~~~~~A few hours later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It is 7:00pm and Frankie and I are sitting in the tree in his mums garden waiting until she goes to bed. Although she's a bitch, she still has a somewhat normal sleeping pattern. When all the lights had gone off we climbed down the tree and into the open window. There on his bed I saw 2 bags and a guitar case. I made a mental note to ask him about it later. After grabbing everything he needed, we jumped out of the window and walked home slowly. it was pitch black now and our hands were intertwined like our first date . Nostalgic much. When we reached home I told my mother everything. Astounded she let Frankie stay until we could get place of our own. Just the thought of it made me giddy. My room was in the basement but Frank knew that.

~~~~~~~~~A week later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Frank's POV

After while of sitting in silence Gee finally started talking.

"Frankie?"

"Yes Gee,"

"Can you play your guitar for me please?" He seemed super nervous about asking me. My guitar was my baby. The only thing that had ever truly loved me until Gee came along. If an inanimate object could love though. It took me while to realise that I hadn't answered.