Frerard Oneshots

Nothing More Than a Couple of Runners

A/N: TW: homophobia and slurs

"Don't you dare walk away from me young man!" Linda Iero's voice screamed out.

"Why do you care what I do? Thought I was just some fag that's gonna burn in Hell?" Her son's voice screamed back.

"Don't raise your voice at me! I am your mother and you WILL respect me!" Somewhere in the Iero house, glass cups cracked from the pitch of the angry woman's voice.

"You will no longer see that Way boy or anyone in his family ever again! I forbid it!" She pointed her finger shakily at him. "I'll be calling your school and telling them you're transferring out."

Frank's jaw dropped and he took a shaky step back. She couldn't do this, no. He needed Gerard.

He didn't even realize he had been backing away from her until he felt his back meet the wall.

"N-no! You can't do that! I need him!" He stuttered out.

"You don't need anyone but me, and you certainly don't need that trouble maker!" Linda's eyes were wide and wild, like a raging fire.

Frank could feel his heart breaking deep in his chest. If he had just been a little more careful, paid a little bit more attention to the time, then none of this would be happening.

His mother never would've caught him and Gerard heavily making out on his bed if he had just been a bit more cautions.

Now she was tearing away the person he loved the most.

Well, more like yelling at him, and then practically forcing him out of their front doorway.

That was what had happened when she caught them. They had been too invested in each other to hear her car pull in, too caught up in their locked lips to hear the door swing open. They did hear the gasp of shock, and it had only taken a second after that for her to force Gerard out of their house.

Frank's eyes filled with tears, and he barely mumbled a 'fuck you' before turning towards the stairs and fleeing to his room.

As soon as he had slammed the doors shut he collapsed on his bed and the dams behind his eyes broke, releasing a flood of tears.

"No no no... It's not fucking fair." He mumbled to himself through his tear shredded voice.

His Gerard was the only person in the entire world that had not taken a single look at him, laughed, and then walked away while mumbling 'emo faggot' under their breaths. That was what everyone Frank had ever known did, even before he had figured he liked guys, he was always called that wretched term.

Everyone except his precious Gerard, who was so sweet. Sure, he might've seemed like a bit of an ass and too cocky, but he really did have a good heart. He just happened to be a little egotistical at times, but it wasn't like he didn't have a reason to be, the boy was perfect in Frank's eyes.

He was more than simply 'attractive' or 'cute.' The words 'beautiful' and 'gorgeous' didn't even do him justice. It wasn't even his physical appearance that made him so irresistible, it was also his personality traits. Gerard was so incredibly smart, almost on a freaky level. Frank always admired how his mind worked- it was amazing to watch. Especially when he used his brilliant mind to create. He could do basically anything- draw, sing, write.