Memories (series of one shots)

Memories (Frerard Oneshot)

Your knees were scrapped up and hair a mess. Your eyes held a special look that was only meant for me to see. Love and lust filled your gaze as you looked up to me. I knelt down to you and placed my lips gently on yours and laid you on the ground. I hovered above you and your hands roamed my bare chest. My hands roamed your back as I lifted it up slowly for comfort. Our chests were pressed up against each other and lips mashed together. Our bodies had become one as your pants and shirt were shed. If anyone had found our special place we’d be screwed. If anyone knew our secret I’d be screwed. Your parents would kill me and mine would disown. Mikey would think of me as a disgrace and Ray would shame you and think it’s my fault and I had forced you into it. You will honestly never know how much I would have gave up for you. I would have given my life to spend all of eternity with your electric soul. Still i'd wait a million years to spend my life with you. Your pretty face held so much. It held your gorgeous eyes, your soft lips, brilliant mouth and adorable little nose. You’re pretty when you cry. You glow when you’re ecstatic. We had spoken once about the future and how much you wanted me to stay. You wanted a cute little house and a couple dogs. You wanted to wake up to me by your side in the mornings and you want to stay up all night long sharing secrets and sharing our love. You wanted the house to smell like me and my coffee addiction. I had told you I wish I was able to make that all happen. I whispered to you that if we get away with this and you’re of age then we can run away and lead the life you’d kill to live. You wanted to play guitar in a band and travel around the world with me, Mikes and Ray. You told me once a while back and you still continue to promise that I was the only one for you, I was the only one that can make you feel better when your day didnt go as planned. I remember one night, you had told your parents you were at Mikey’s but really you were at mine. It was our first fight. It had got really intense. I had used your full name, Frank Anthony Iero and you yelled about me treating you like a two year old and not like a boyfriend. That night was our first time and it didn’t go as planned at all it wasn’t perfect but if anyone would have walked in they could tell we were in love and that what we were doing meant the world to both of us. The memories I have of you and I are endless. The only thing i'd change about them is that we could make more. But that one fateful night is when everything I thought I had, I lost. People found out. Your parents and mine. You decided that you didn’t want to deal with everything that would come your way. You had decided that night to be selfish. You took your own life. I climbed through your window that night to make sure you were okay. I wanted to kiss you goodnight because I hadn’t that night. But when I climbed through I found you hanging from the ceiling with your hands around the rope that was around your neck. Instead of kissing you goodnight I had kissed you goodbye. You left me a note but I’d rather keep it to myself. I just wish you knew that I had planned on taking you and running away with you so we didn’t have to deal with the people who would deem our relationship wrong. To this day I’m not sure why you actually did it. Why you didn’t call me and tell me that you wanted to like you had multiple times before. I wonder why you didn’t run to my apartment and stay the night with me. I often blame myself for what happened. Your parents blame me too. So I know that I’m not the only one. I just wish you knew that I’d give my life to spend all of eternity with your electric soul. You were 17 and your life was cut short. Only 17 and you were gone.