Forever and Always // frerard

Chapter 1- Moving In

Gerard's POV

I felt my eyes droop as I pull up to the street on which my new residence resides. It's a quaint and somewhat eery place, where everyone knows eachother. The name of the village is Greenhill, population 2 432. I pulled into the driveway of the small house and woke Mikey up. He had been asleep for the last 8 hours of the 17 hour drive. When he arose from his slumber I told him to help me bring the few boxes we had inside. The place was crappy to be honest, but it was all we needed. One bedroom, a basement, a bathroom, a laundry and a kitchen.

I insisted Mikey was to take the bedroom and I have the basement as we only moved because I couldn't handle staying in New Jersey - not with mom gone. When mom passed I had sobbed for months and refused to eat, so Mikey suggested we move. That's why we're here. Mikey ever so graciously accepted the room. The moving van would be here in the morning so I unpacked what I could.

The basement was huge with concrete flooring and brick walls. I hung up my posters and my gay pride flag. I put up a my shelves to hold my books. I have always loves reading, they make me feel at home. Once I had set up the bookcase I organised my books in alphabetical order. I went back to the car and grabbed my rug. It was red and black, it had a few stains but it was still a good rug. I grabbed a few blankets and pillows and made a bed on the floor. I then went to bed.

I awoke in the morning to the moving van beeping it's horn. The movers helped us being in bed boxes, the coffee table, the couch, TV and the kitchen appliances. I waved the van away so Mikey and I could begin to unpack everything. I put up black curtains around the house while Mikey attempted to sort out where the TV and couch go. I unpack all the kitchen appliances and equipment by myself while Mikey was still choosing where the TV and couch went.

"Hurry the fuck up Mikey we still have to put the beds up you idiot!"

"Fine, you ass!"

We walked into Mikey's room and we began putting up his bed. Being the flamboyant, unicorn lover that he is chose a princess style bed with pink drapes and cream coloured bedding. After 45 minutes of arguing about what the goddamn IKEA instructions ment, we made the bed. Afterwards we made our way down the stairs to the basement or as I called it, my room. My bed was a simple wooden bed painted black, my bedding was red. As you can tell I liked red and black a lot.

After we had done everything I went back to bed. I was not looking forward to tomorrow, I started school tomorrow. I started hell tomorrow.