Frerard oneshots

Come back

This was his dream. This was all he has ever wanted. And he wouldn't let this get ruined by him. Him... he didn't understand how he managed to get into his head like this. No matter what he was doing, Gerard just couldn't stop thinking about him. Even though it's been so long. He would never forget him. He still had hope that one day, he'll come back. That one day, he can finally have him in his arms again.
"Gerard!" He sighed. Gerard. It sounded so wrong if his name wasn't coming from his lips. His perfect pink lips.
"Gerard! Hurry up! We're on in three minutes!" Gerard finally snapped out of his daydream and looked at his slightly annoyed brother. He should feel excited. He should feel happy, like the rest of them. But instead he just wanted to scream his name at the top of his lungs, so maybe he would hear. So he would know that Gerard still loved him. And maybe, he would scream back.
"One more minute guys! Come on!" Ray clapped his hands excitetly, motioning for Gerard to stand up, which he finally did. His head felt dizzy for a few seconds. He was tired. He hasn't slept very well since he was gone. He didn't even know anymore if it were just a few days, weeks or months since he left. The last few days, weeks or months were blurry or totally blacked out. He didn't remember much. He didn't want to, so he started drinking. Even though he promised he would never end up like this again. But it didn't matter anymore. No one was there to care.
"Let's rock this!" Bob grinned enthusiastically as they all left the smal dressing room, making their way to the stage. Gerard walked ahead, going on stage first as he was the lead singer. The crowd started to cheer and scream. Many people have come. The club was totally packed, probably sold out.
Gerard forced a little smile on his lips. They felt cold without him being there to warm them with his soft touch. Oh, how Gerard missed his touch. His warm fingers sliding over his bare skin, making him shiver. His hands smoothing out his long hair. His lips kissing every inch of him, until he falls asleep.
But right now, there was nothing. He was in a room with hundreds of people, his friends and his brother, but he has never felt so alone. He felt empty. This didn't feel right for him. He was finally able to do what he loved and wished for for so long, but it wasn't worth anything, if he couldn't share it with him. He should be right next to Gerard. But his side remained empty.
"Good night everybody!" His voice cracked a bit and he began to worry how he was supposed to sing, if he couldn't even talk. But the crowd didn't seem to care, as they kept cheering and screaming his name. He swallowed hard, just wanting this to be over. It was the first time they had an actual show, not just some gig at a smal bar. People paid to see them, they were excited. This was all he ever wanted. But at that moment, he knew he was wrong. He wanted him. He would sacrefice this at any second if it meant he could get him back. He would do anything just to see him again. But he knew, there was nothing he could do to change the situation. He was gone. He was gone. And that was the moment Gerard broke. He fell down to his knees, crying. Countless tears ran down his face. All the emotions he had locked inside him, not allowing them to be seen by anyone, came out of him all at once. He started pulling at his hair, trying to replace his hurting heart with physical pain. It didn't work.
"Oh god, I miss you!" He started mumbling, repeating the same sentence over and over again. He felt a hand on his back, but ignored it. He rocked himself back and forth.
"I miss you so much! Come back! You need to come back!" He didn't know what was happening around him. All he knew was that he was alone. That he was gone.
"I need you! I need you! Why did you leave me? How could you do this to me?" Tears still ran down his wet and already swollen face. He didn't know he was capable of crying that many tears. And they didn't seem to stop.
"I love you! I love you! I love you!" His chest felt tight and it was hard to breathe. His hands were shaking uncontrollably.
"Please, come back! Come back!" He kept screaming desperatly, hoping it would help. That it would fix everything. But reallity was, it couldn't. No matter how much he cried, no matter how much he screamed, he was gone.
"I love you! Please! Please Frank come back!"

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So this is my first oneshot I post on here. I promise not all of them are gonna be this depressed.

Please do me a favor and correct me in the comments if you find some mistakes. I'm still learning english.

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Sincerely
The Freak