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Gerard's P.O.V.
I wonder if Frank ever thinks of me. I know I think of him. I drew us as squids and put it on my Tumblr. It's a weird thing to do, but I like my art and I try not to care what people think. I know Frank doesn't go on my blog so I'm safe from him seeing it. I wish I could be with him right now. Its 2:11 in the morning and I can't sleep. I'm tossing and turning and can't get comfortable. I was comfortable with Frank here. I roll on my side to where Frank was when he was here. Is it bad that I kind of miss him? I'm getting way too clingy probably.
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Frank's P.O.V.
Its 2:11 and I can't get a wink of sleep. I'm absolutely pathetic being up this early thinking about Gerard. I have my journal in my hands and I'm writing about him right now:
Frank Iero, October 11, 2018.
I keep having these dreams about Gerard. Nightmares. Terrible nightmares that give me chills during the day. They constantly give me anxiety. I wonder if I should tell him. Nah, too creepy. The last thing I need is for my crush to think I'm creepy. I wonder what he's doing right now. He should be asleep. I hope he's not doing anything dangerous.
I put down my pen to think. I won't text him even though I am super worried because that would come off as me being a stalker.
Things must be really hard for Gerard. I wanna talk to him about stuff, but I don't want to make him feel pressured to open up to me, so I probably won't ask him until the time is right.
I close the book and put it and my pencil under my pillow so my parents won't find it. The last thing I need is for them to read about their gay son's crush on a depressed smoker who lives alone. They definetly wouldn't approve. They don't approve of LGBTQ+ Community in any way. Why do people have to be so blind? Love is love. Girls can love girls and boys can love boys, and love is not a choice. I lay back down on my bed, put away my phone that I was using for a flashlight, and lay on my back, restless, staring at the ceiling until I finally fall asleep.
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