Gerard's P.O.V.
I sat silently at my desk in the art shop, my chin resting in my hands. No one had walked through the door for close to an hour, and I was quickly growing bored.
That is, until some dark haired guy threw open the front door- which, by the way, is GLASS- and walked straight to the paints section. He was a man on a mission.
He picked up three different tubes of paint- red, black, and blue- and came quickly over to the counter with them. I rang up the paint, and he ran a card in the machine, which required his signature. He signed the reciept, snatched up his bag, and left, but not before I noticed the slight red hue of his cheeks.
Huh.
Weird.
I looked down at the reciept the black-haired guy had signed and almost collapsed. He left me his phone number..?
I read his signature. Frank Iero.
I'd never forget that name for the rest of my life.
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FanfictionGerard Way falls hard for the mysterious Frank Iero, and Frank can't get Gerard out of his head. After much indecision and mental arguing, the two end up together. Their life together is more than perfect... until Gerard gets sick. Deathly so. *Tri...