Summertime ~ Frerard

Everything will be alright ~ 20

A/n read the a/n at the end, it's important

Song(s): give me novacaine, green day

Dallon's pov

"Well, I'm not saying that I regret it because I don't, you know" I say, and Awsten looks at me weirdly

"What do you mean by that?" He asks, and I shrug in response

"You know that I like Ryan, and even though it was definitely a mistake, I don't regret it. I like Ryan, and I like Brendon too, you know that" I reply, looking at him loke what I just said was the most obvious thing in the world

"So, what are you going to do? I mean, you either apologize to Brendon and let them fix this or you tell them both what you're feeling and risk fucking this up even more"  "Also, Ryan's birthday's coming up, and you don't want to ruin that"

"Awsten, I don't know what to do" I say, looking down at my feet

"What about this, you call them both and you tell them that you need to talk. You can't let them fuck up a two year relationship"

~~~

"So, why are we here?" Brendon asks, sitting on the couch of my living room, looling at me.

"First of all, I want to say sorry. I'm sorry for kissing Ryan, and I get that you're mad at me-" I try to say, and Ryan cuts me off

"I'm not mad at you, it's my fault." He says, shaking his head "I shouldn't have done that"

"No it's not Ry, it's my fault." I say, and Brendon shakes his head.

"Why don't we all blame this on too much beer and move on?" He suggests, but this time it's my turn to disagree

"It not that easy, and, well, there's one more thing I have to tell you-

~~~
Frank's pov (tw for one homophobic slur)

It's been two weeks since I last saw Gerard.

Summer is on its deathbed and I'm desperately clinging to its remains, dreading the fact of actually going back to school.

I sit in my room, the window open, because that's the most contact I can have with the outside world.

I sigh for what it feels like the tenth time in the past ten minutes, because I'm getting sick of this, but there's not much I can do.

"I'm getting sick of your bullshit!" I hear someone, I can't make out who, scream from my parents' bedroom.

I roll my eyes. They've going back and forth with this for almost a month, and even though I'm grateful for my mother is trying to do, I really can't stand this anymore.

I don't want this to end up in a divorce or something, but I'm pretty sure, judging by their screaming, that's going to happen soon if my dad doesn't change his mind, and that's unlikely.

"I'm fucking done! I'm tired of screaming at you. Pack your bags and get your ass out of here, and don't come back until you pull your head out of your ass and stop being so close minded" my mother yells, her voice sharp.

I can tell that she didn't want to do this.

I hear some more muffled talking, and a door slamming shut.

Someone, probably the man that I once could call father, knocks loudly at my goddamn door, startling me.

"Bye faggot, see you in hell" he yells, and I flinch at the word.

Once the front door closes, I run out of my room and run to my parents'- or maybe just my mother's- room.

She's sitting on the bed, her arms wrapped around herself, staring at the wall.

"Mom?" I ask softly, standing in the doorway

"I'm sorry sweetheart. I had to, I just couldn't do all of this anymore, I-" she tries to say, and I cut her off

"It's okay. I don't really care, you know I never really liked him anyways. I want to know how you're feeling about all of this" I say, sitting next to her, putting an arm around her back.

"I didn't want to do that, but I feel like I had to. I still love your father, but I just can't-" she chokes out, as she throws herself into my arms, and I hug her tighter

"We'll be alright" I whisper, as she cries quietly in my shoulder.

"Now go, Frank. There's your phone. I need some time alone and I need to pack up your father's stuff. He'll be here to pick it up tomorrow" she says, her voice shaking

"Do you need help?" I ask, and she shakes her head

"No, Frank. Now just go, please." She says again, but I'm still not convinced

"Okay, mama. Are you sure you want me to leave?" I ask one last time, and she nods.

I give her one last hug before leaving the room, holding my phone in my left hand.

We'll be alright.

~~~

I knock on Gerard's front door nervously.

What if he's forgotten about me?

I shake off the thought, as the door opens.

"Frank?" Mikey says, looking at me

"Is Gerard home? We really need to talk" I say anxiously,  looking down at my feet.

"What happened?" He asks, sensing my distress

"It's a long story" I sort of explain, and he nods.

"Come in. He's not home but he went out to buy some obscure art supply, he'll be home soon"

~~~

I'm sitting in Gerard's living room, listening to Mikey talk about everything I've missed during my period of isolation.

Apparently Brendon and Ryan have gone through some shit, and Sebastian joined the gay part of our group because of some guy named Daniel.

I hear the front door opening, and my head snaps in that direcion, and Mikey does the same.

"Mikey, I'm home!" Gerard yells, and oh my god, I missed his voice

I get up from my seat, and run towards the door, and the second he sees me he drops the bag he was carrying.

"Fucking finally" I say, my voice slightly muffled by his chest.

"I missed you" he says, kissing the top of my head "i missed you so fucking much flower"

I melt into his arms at the nickname, and I look at him in the eyes, leaning in for a kiss.

He closes the distance between us, and we're finally kissing.

The kiss is slow and soft, filled with so much emotions my knees might start shaking.

~~~

A/n whoops, sorry for making you wait two week(e)s for this piece of shit of a chapter.

Also, I'm glad to announce that summertime's almost over! I think there is going to be another chapter (maybe two idk) and that's it. (I honestly feel like a proud mom rn lmao)

But, don't worry because I already have two other fics planned, a petekey/ryden (but mostly petekey) involving vampire pete and vampire brendon and a joshler that involves an almost straight™️ josh, glitter and love notes.

Which fic should I write? (I'm going to write the petekey one first anyways, i'm just asking your opinion on the fics)

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