My Way Home Is Through You (Frerard) Chapter 10

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Frank's POV

I open my eyes sleepily. Wait, where am I.. Wait, what?!

I look up to see Gerard, sleeping quietly next to me. We must've fallen asleep! I'm still really tired, so I don't get up, I just reach up and put my shaky hand on Gerard's chest. I can feel his heart beating steadily. I reach up even further, with both hands now, and wrap my arms around his neck. He flinches, but doesn't wake up. I feel safe like this. I feel like anything could happen right now, Earth could be swallowed up by a huge black hole, but I'd still be in Gee's arms, so I wouldn't care; as long as I stayed there.

Gerard's POV

"Gerard?" A soft voice awakens me from my deep sleep. I reply with a groan.

"Haha, Gee you awake?" Says the voice again.

"I am now!" I reply, slapping Frank playfully.

He responds by messing up my already pretty gravity-defying bed hair and laughing. We end up having a play fight, we're kicking eachother, hitting eachother with pillows and giggling like little girls; My efforts to get him off me are interrupted by him, kissing me. I just stop. I kiss him back. I'm not worried or anything, I never get morning breath for some reason, and neither did he by the taste of things. His fingers run through my hair as I nibble at his lip ring, he sighs and pulls away.

"I need coffee." He says, randomly.

"Make me some!" I say, breathlessly. He nods and makes his way to the kitchen. I just stay sitting on his bed, thinking. My mind was asking so many questions...

Why was I kissing a guy I'd only known for a day?

Why does it feel like I've known him my whole life?

Why do I feel like this for a guy, a stranger?

Why did I give him my first kiss, and many after that?

Is this what love feels like?

Why do think I love him when I've only known him for ONE DAY?!

I don't know how this is possible, but. it is. I love Frank Iero, the man I have known for only 24 hours. There is no doubt that I love him. I was nothing before him, he is my everything. He is my reason to stay. Frank Iero, I don't know what you are, but I love you.

Masochistic or what?!

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