Through The Toughest Times

Ice Cream

  Thanks to everyone who has told me this is good. No one is getting my little hints and I love it... you will see.

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"Hurry up, or I'm leaving without you" Frank yelled as he grabbed the keys to his car. Gerard looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. He walked out of the bathroom and caught up to Frank heading to his car. He jumped into the car and buckled his seat belt. Frank did the same in the driver's seat. "You are gonna laugh." Frank sighed, " where is the ice cream parlor around here." Gerard giggled " You have been living here for how long?"
"All my life" Frank shyly spoke. Gerard smirked. " And you still don't know where to get fucking ice cream" Frank laughed awkwardly  . His laugh is so cute. Wait what I mean no not cute. Funny his laugh is funny . "Take a right up here" Gerard smiled at himself. 
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Gerard fiddled with his hands. The worry on his face grew as the line shortened to ordering the ice cream. Frank noticed " what are you getting, I think I'm gonna get the rainbow sherbet" sarcasm, he's gonna get rocky road, he always does. " Mint, and don't lie we all know you are getting rocky road." Frank giggled,  I that stupid giggle. "Hi welcome to ice town, what can I get for ya" the man behind the counter asked " I'll take a rocky road in a medium cup." Gerard always admired Franks ability to be so confident, or at least pretend to be. " I um I'll take the uh" Gerard looked back at Frank and the man rolled his eyes. Gerard was beginning to panic. Everyone is looking at you little bitch. Can't even order his own food at 23 years old. You should cut yourself tonight when Frank leaves you like everyone else. " You can do it, pretend no one is there, pretend you are saying it in your head." Frank whispered in Gerard's ear. " can I um get...a mint chocolate chip...in a... medium cup." Gerard's heart was racing. He just ordered his own food. Frank looked up at Gerard as they both smiled at each other. The man handed the two medium cups to Gerard and Frank handed him the cash told him to keep the rest. The two walked out the door. " there's a park over here?" Frank sounded so confused. "Oh my Lord. Frank."  Gerard laughed and put a spoonful of ice cream in his mouth. "Well we have to walk around it like an old married couple with our ice cream and everything." Frank giggled. His eyes crinkle so perfectly when he laughs. "Fine" Gerard remembered this park from when he was younger. He and Mikey used to play there together all the time.
Flash back:
"Mikey let's go on the swings huehehe" Gerard giggled.
"Race you" Mikey said as he bolted to the swings. He got there first. "I win" Mikey stood as tall and proud as a five year old could. "Yeah... well I'm still older." Gerard smirked as he grabbed a swing and they both began to swing.

"Gee, you okay." Frank grabbed gerard shoulder and woke him from his daze. " Yeah. Old memories." He took another bite of his ice cream. Gerard and Frank walked through the park which had started to seem a little run down as the paint chipped in the play structure and it seemed like there were no children  playing. It made Gerard nostalgic and a little sad to see it in the condition it was in. He stirred around his ice cream in the container with his spoon. He wasn't really in the mood for ice cream, he realized. "You okay, Gee?" Frank asked. "You're not usually this quiet. Mikey usually has to put in earbuds to tune you out."Gerard half-smiled. "Yeah I'm good. Just being the whiney emo that I am." They found a bench and sat in silence for a while as Frank realized that what he needed most was just a friend to rely on. Gerard continued to stir around his ice cream, now in a liquid. consistency, paying no attention to the world around him. Frank held his still freezing ice cream bowl to Gerard's neck, causing him to shriek and flinch, launching both bowls onto their lap, getting both of them smothered in mint chocolate chip and Rocky road ice cream. Frank started howling at the sight of Gerards hair covered in bits of chocolate chips. His laugh was always higher pitched than his speaking voice, short and breathy. It always seemed to snap Gerard out of his negative thoughts, just for a moment. A moment was all he needed.

this is so terrible im so sorry ha

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