"Gerard?" Frank whispers next to me as we both lay in bed.
"Yes Frankie?" I whisper back.
"I want you to know that I love you and I always will. You and I are forever. What happened tonight was beautiful and you are beautiful." My heart beats fast at his words. He has such meaning when he speaks to me. I know he's honest.
"I love you too Frank. My Frank. You are my Frankie." I scoot close to him and put my arms around him putting my chest to his back like we are spooning. "I never want to let you go."
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I walked into work today, of course getting comments on my new hair.
"You look like my cat." Said by Bob.
"Still look like a woman." Said by Olivia.
"Your hair is too short to fro." Said by Ray.
Thanks guys. Thanks a lot.
I currently sit in my office waiting for a man called Brendon Urie to get his tattoo design. He's a interesting guy. I hope he likes the sketch.
Knock Knock
"Come in." I turn to the door to see Brendon's hatted head peeking through the door. "You can come all the way in." I smile. Brendon comes in slipping his brown trench coat, brown top hat, and gloves off. He smiles, setting his cane on the floor with the rest of his clothing. He walks to the chair in front of my desk and sits.
"Design?" I nod, handing it to Brendon. Brendon is a odd guy. The 27 year old confuses me sometimes. "I hate it."
"Wha-What?" That just broke me. Suddenly I see Bob walk in.
"Hey party! Great news. Olivia is finally letting me change my stunt name to Sir Pussy Cat Lover. How great is-"
"Who are you?" Brendon interrupts rudely.
"Bob. Who are you?" Brendon stands, walking over to Bob. He seems to be studying him.
"Brendon. Brendon Urie." Brendon replies.
"Why do you hate the sketch?" I speak up. Brendon laughs, fake like I might add.
"Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer. Never looked better and you can't stand it." Then Brendon runs out of my office.
"That Brendon Urie. Such a weird guy." I laugh nervously to Bob.
This place is weird.
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"FRANK." I yell walking through the door. "Frankie?" I walk into my room and look around. I slightly hear giggling. "Frank. Baby?" I hear movement and turn around to see nothing. I smile to myself. "Oh. So you want to play?" I smirk. I hear giggling again. I walk to the living room. Now where could Frank be hiding in here? I look behind the couch but he's not there. Then it occurs to me that my Frank is small so he could be hiding in kitchen cabinets.
I walk into the kitchen, opening the cabinet under the sank. He's not there either... I open the one above the stove but he's not there either. I sigh, turning around when I hear Frank giggle again.
"Come on Frankie baby. Gee-bear is tired from work." I walk into my room and look around. I walk to the bathroom and look in there. "Frank?" I ask. I sigh, giving up. "I surrender." I yell. Suddenly I feel warms hands slide around my waist.
"Don't give up Gerard." Frank whispers in my ear from behind me. I close my eyes, smiling and resting my arms on Frank's. Frank suddenly let's go and I turn around.
"Hi." I smile. Frank smiles, taking my hand and leading me to the bed. He lightly pushes me and I fall back first on the bed. Frank crawls on me, resting his forehead on mine.
"I love you." Before I can say it back, he kisses me softly. I kiss back, resting my hands on Frank's back. Frank pulls away, kissing my neck this time.
"I- Mm- love you-Frank! Too." I pant and moan. Frank stops and looks into my eyes. Then he lightly kisses me on my forehead. He falls next to me, resting his head on my shoulder. "Where were you hiding?" I ask. Frank chuckles.
"Under the bed." I laugh.
"I love you so much Frank."
"I love you too Gerard."
I really do love Frank and I really want to ask him to marry me. Marrying Frank is what I want. He could be Frank Way or I could be Gerard Iero. Or Frank Way Iero or Gerard Iero Way... We will figure this out.
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Poison
FanfictionGerard gets a job at a new place around his apartment and meets a guy named Frank. (Frerard) Rated R for language and up coming sexual shiz