The Bully (Frerard)(Completed)

Chapter 13: Frerard

Frank's POV:

Ever since the incident this morning Gerard has been really nice to me.

In music he let me use him as a footrest instead of whining and shoving my feet off like he always does. He complimented my guitar playing, an my voice. And he even put Pansy away for me.

4th hour, in Physics he was my partner for the worksheet and literally did it for me. I asked if I could to the worksheet like.. In my handwriting, he didn't let me.

At lunch he bought me some ice cream and a Gatorade.

And in art he got my paints for me, my pencils, my canvas, my easel, and my apron. He helped me get the paint off my face that someone decided to splatter on me. He helped me clean up my painting, added some detail, and cleaned up the outlines. He put my stuff away. He was being... Not Gerardish.

On the walk home he put an arm around me and wouldn't stop looking down at me.

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We get inside Gerard and Mikey's house and throw our stuff on the dining table. We make ourselves some coffee and sit on the couch.


"Hey, Mikes. Where's Ray?" I ask, he usually comes with us.

"He got detention. Some dude pissed him off so he bashed the guys face into a wall. It was hilarious and totally worth the detention if you ask me," he responded with a chuckle, which minutes later twisted into an eruption of giggles.

"Nice boyfriend you got there, now we know not to piss him off," I laugh.

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We put in Corpse Bride, I suggested it because... I like it.

Mikey didn't feel like watching a movie so he went to his room and started texting Ray.

Me and Gerard are just on the couch enjoying the movie. My head is in his lap and he's messing with my hair. It tickles a little and every time he twirls it around, I shiver which causes him to laugh.

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I wake up to the tv displaying the title screen to Corpse Bride and Gerard snoring lightly with his head tilted back. One of his hands is in my hair, he's actually got some of it punched up in his hand, so I am not getting up. I don't enjoy having my hair pulled. His other hand is holding onto mine.

I lift our intertwined hands and smile.

"I wish this could happen everyday.." I whisper so I don't wake Gerard.

I make my arm go limp so our hands just fall down, landing on my stomach.

"I'm so stupid, I should have just... Just said yes. I like him, I love him, so much," I continue on, I'm still whispering, but it grows into a normal speaking voice, "I told him no because of the past. I said it myself though, the past shouldn't matter. I want to live in the present and think about the future. I want to live in the present with Gerard as my boyfriend and think about the future as Gerard as my husband."

Gerard moves around a little, he take his hand out of my hair and moves it up to rub his eye, then back down, it's not in my hair anymore though, it's just sitting on my forehead.

I let out a little laugh and think up a plan.


After 5 minutes of figuring out what to do, I act.

I each up and shake Gerard lightly, "Gerard," I whisper, "Gerard, wake up."

He moves his head a little and removes his hand from mine to rub the sleep out of his eyes.

"Yes?"

"I need to ask you a question, it's very important," I bite my lip and start playing with my fingers. Hopefully this goes good.

"Go on," he orders, curiously.

"Well, I was just wondering if...." I don't think I can do this. I freeze up and mentally say, 'you would be my boyfriend.'

"If....?" Gerard urges.

"You... Would like to..." I let out a laugh of nervousness. I'm pretty sure he's going to say yes, so I don't know why I'm nervous. "Maybe..." Be my boyfriend. "Make some more coffee," is what I end up blurting out.

"Um.. Yeah, sure.." I sit up and try to correct my mistake, but he's already in the kitchen and sadly measuring out the water and coffee.

I walk in slowly and let out a sigh.

"What's with the sigh? I'm getting your coffee," Gerard says with a sad tone that hinted with anger.

"No, it's not the coffee.. I wasn't even.. Planning on asking for coffee."

"Then why did you?"

"Well, I wanted to ask if you wanted to be my boyfriend, but then I got nervous and just blurted out the first thing that came to mind," I jerked my body a little when I realized that I just indirectly asked him to be my boyfriend.

"Well, the answer to that is yes," he says in a 'duh' tone.

I laugh and walk over to him, and give him a hug, "Your dating the school faggot," I whisper.

"I know, but it's worth it," he says back.


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