Internet Friends: Ferard Kik Story

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"I don't even know why I'm letting you help me with this," Gerard sighed as he sat a small box on top of his desk. "I'm not even moving until November."

I closed my eyes and just thought about how badly I'm going to miss the man standing across the room from me. This situation has been dragging us both down the past few days, despite it only being about a month away.

That was enough time to prepare,

right?

No.

Because the next day is November first.

A day after my birthday.

That will be too much.

Everything has just been pulling us both down together in depression, letting us morn over the upcoming event. I know what we're doing is wrong though; we should be spending and appreciating every moment we have together, not being silent dumbasses around each other.

He looked at me from across the room, his hazel eyes pouring into mine as we stared at one another. Those perfect orbs suddenly were turning red as he started to cry. His hands shot up to his face as an attempt to cover it up, leaning against the wall in defeat.

He began to sob, my mood instantly dropping to a low level when the sound reached my ears. I quickly walked over to him, pulling him into my arms and letting him rest his head on my shoulder.

"I don't want to leave, Frankie."

"I know, bambino," I croaked, "I know."

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shitty everything but I had to update

and I'm sorry that i haven't been, school is really a bitch.

but I'm doing my best

I hope you all had a good day/night/whatever you had today. I'll see you later!

-dj/darah