Cancer (Frerard)

Chapter 19- Christmas Day

Gerards POV

I wake to see Frank not in bed. Im still not happy about last night, why couldnt he just say so? Could it be that hard?

"Geeeee! Its christmas" Mikey runs onto my bed and jumps like when we were 5. I pretend to be asleep before he dives onto me slapping my face softly while I snore loudly.

"Get the fuck up! Its mother fucking christmas!" he screams lifting me up into his arms while I still pretend.Good thing I have boxers and a top on.

"I need a prince to kiss the princess awake!" he shouts carrying me around the house exitedly, almost dropping me a few times. He, well we run into the kitchen to see Frank slam my notebook shut after dropping a pencil.

"What were you doing? In my Fucking notebook!" I scream making that one sentence two sentences by the dramatic pause.

"I... its.. M-Merry christmas" Mikey drops me as Frank shakingly gives me a gift wrapped new sketchbook which, to me looks similar to my old one. I feel so guilty now.

"Im sorry" I mutter opening the sketchbook.

"N-no" he coughs"its" he coughs again"okay Gee" his eyes are teary and lips bone dry.

"D'you want your breather?" I ask while he nods, coughing wildly.

"Taylor, get the presents babe!" Mikey shouts up the stares while jumping up and down, glasses almost flying off his face. Im too censored bout Frank, hes struggling to breath.

"Frankie? Are you okay? want me to call the hospital?" he asks while he shakes a no. I sit with him, admkring my new sketch book and apologising for snapping at him like that. Its 11:21 am, we re all starving and eager (especially Mikey) to open presents.

"Right, who first?" I shout sitting next to the warm fire, Frank leaning on my sholder as are hands interlock. This is perfect. Its a white christmas with no tension, no dad, no worries exept Grandma. Ill have to call her later, see if shes alright.

"I guess I'll go first" Taylor speaks up, chosing an appropriate silver box and handing it to Frank through our littls circle. Frank opens it quickly as a huge smile crosses his face.

"New Guitar picks!? with the Nirvana symbols oh Tay you shouldnt have" he long armed hugged her. Mikey jumps shouting "Oh oh oh Me next Tay me next" She hands him a small long box in gold and a huge black box.

"Its, its a pregnancy test?"

"Yes Mikes, read the lines"

"Your Pregnant!"

"Yep, found out yesterday" the room explodes with happiness and overwelming smiles. He opens the next present which is a magic unicorn set. He fucking loves it.

"And for Gee, this" she hands me a brown satchel.

"Its awso-"

"Open it" its a fucking professional art set. Ive wanted this for like ever!

"Thanks so much Tay!" we all admire the presents untill Mikey says its his turn for presents. He gives Taylor a diamond necklace, Frank a new lip ring and a greenday album and he gives me fucking black hair dye with the note saying that I need to re dye it. Thanks Micheal, thanks.

"My turn" Frank shout over the guys playfully squabbling.

Frank gives taylor a bottle of perfume she wanted and Mikey a beeny hat but the room falls silent for mine. Tension.

"I have two gifts for you my love" he first revels a small box

" Open the sketch book" I open and flick through a few pages untill I see a large and coloured in bright page.

"Will you marry me Gee?" he asks, I break down into tears.

"Please marry me, I'm sorry if it's too soon. I want you to feel like me and you have a life together and death hasn't cheated you. I want a full life with you for as long as I can." I think for a moment.

" Yes Frankie, I will marry you" more roars of happiness as Frank dives onto me.

"Thank fuck for that, open your next present!"

"Its... Its two weeks in New York"

"I want us to get married there, since thats when it all started"

"When is it?" Mikey goes all dominant dad on us

"April, April the 8th. Thats the day before-"

"your birthday."

This is the best Christmas ever.

Jams and the girls have just come over, the girls are like what Mikey was this morning, exited and showing off their new Barbies for Cherri and Princesses for lily. We tell Jams the news and she practically pushes me to the floor hopefully through happiness.

"More reason to celebrate! " she hands us two presents in similar sized boxes with similar wrapping paper in opposite colours, mine was silver and red and Franks was red and silver.

"Go on, open it" she cheers in the kitchen, Mikey and Taylor are being attacked by 4 year old girls, its really funny thinking soon they'll have their own lil kid.

"Its... Its band merch!" we both shout in sync. Today really is a good day.