Wrong Username - Frerard

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frank's pov

i woke up to a kiss on the cheek and someone lightly shaking my shoulder.

"frankie," it was gerard. "it's time to wake up, it's 5:00, dinners almost ready.

i opened my eyes slowly and saw gerard smiling right at me and i smiled back. i can't help it, his smile is contagious.

"hi." i spoke softly.

"hi." gerard giggled.

i love that damn giggle. i sat up and looked at him and i shivered. i don't even think i was cold. i think it was just nerves or something. he thought i was cold so his first reaction was to hug me, which i was extremely happy to back in his warm embrace. if i was cold before, i definitely wasn't anymore.

"come on, let's go." gerard said.

he took my hand and helped me out of bed. we were still holding hands when we got upstairs.

"hey gerard! moms not home right now, and she called and told me to tell you to make dinner." someone said running over to us.

"of course mikes. what do you guys want for dinner? i can make spaghetti."

mikey and i agreed.

we waited for gerard to finish making the food. mikey and i made small talk for about 15 minutes.

"done!" gerard screamed from the kitchen.