In The Shadows ( frerard)

07: Gerard's pov

"What do you mean by 'you and your Dad don't see eye to eye'?" I said, trying not to make a joke about Frank's height.

Frank started to look nervous. "B-becaue I'm gay, and he is the most homophobic person you will ever meet. Ever since I came out he started to act like a bigger ass to me." His cheeks turned pink.

"Ohhh." I wasn't able to make a complete thought at that second, it just sorta hit me like a truck. But in a good way! "OHH! I won't judge you, I am too." I looked down and smiled, but not to where my fangs would show. He smiled back. I sorta have a crush on him, and it was good to know that he was gay. If he was straight, he would have probably slapped me in the face if I ever told him that I liked him.

I'm over thinking things.

"So what do you want to do?" He randomly asked. We all agreed that we were bored.

I thought for a few seconds. Maybe I should show him where I hang out, or I should show him around Belleville since he just moved here... Sorta.

"What do you usually do here?" Frank asked, "Oh there's this place I like to go and write in my sketchbook and just be by myself-" Frank cut me off. "Let's go there!"

"O-oh okay." I'm surprised that he was interested in going to the place that I hang out. I grabbed the keys to my car and I was about to tell Mikey that we were going to the cemetery, but then I realized that he had left. He was with Pete, again. I'm used to him doing this by now, so I shrugged it off and got in the car with Frank.

As I drove out, I realized that the sun was setting, perfect. I didn't have a chance of sunburn! Well... the only thing that can kill me is a stake through the heart. If I go out in the sun without being in the shadows, wearing a hoodie, or taking a shot of venom ( long story), I will have the REDDEST face ever!

The place I hung out was at the abandoned cemetery where Elena was buried. I get inspiration from all of the dead bodies that are buried. Think of it, they all have a unique life stories.

When we arrived, the sun was still going down. Frank didn't seem spooked that I was taking him to a cemetery.

We walked to the Mosoleum and just talked about bands that we both liked, it was nice.

"Gerard- this is beautiful." Frank said as we sat down in the Mosoleum. The sky was now black as my soul. There was barely any space between us anymore. "It really is." I said, gazing into Frank's hazel eyes.

"I think you're beautiful, Frank." I mumbled, wondering if he even heard me.

It seemed as if we were in a scene from a shitty fanfic. I could have kissed him right then and there, but I had a feeling that Frank was forgetting something...

"OH SHIT WHAT TIME IS IT!?, " Frank panicked.

I pulled out my phone to see what time it was "It's 5:50, did your dad tell you to come home at six or something?" I said, remembering me eavesdropping on Frank's conversation with his Dad.

"Yes, actually... How did you know? "

"Just a lucky guess.. Do you need me to drive you home, orr..? "I blushed, Frank seemed to notice. That only made me blush even more.

"Yeah, I have the address written down somewhere." Frank said as he dug into the pockets of his... Well my jeans, to pull out a piece of paper with his address written down.

The address looked familiar for some reason.

We both ran out of the cemetery into my car as I drove to Frank's Dad's house. As I drove down the street, it hit me. Frank's dad lived next to Pete fucking Wentz's house!

We were infront of the house and then Frank told me it would be better if I just dropped him off. I nodded. We both said our goodbyes, and I simply drove home. Back into the Forrest.

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Author's note:

I'm sorry this chapter is so short. The next one will be a bit longer. Whoooooop

---- Jessi