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a/n: this is probably my best oneshot of all time and i think it deserves way more recognition :/

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the rain fell slowly from the gray, overcast sky and large drops splattered as they hit the ground. the wind blew slowly, rustling the leaves on the old oak trees. the branches creaked in pain, its thin bark lightly cracking. the two boys stood silently, waiting for one to speak up.

"do you really have to leave?" frank mumbled quietly, sniffling sadly.

he let the length of gerard's hoodie sleeve fall over his hand. he brought it up to his face and wiped his eyes, trying to rid of the tears that threatened to fall down just like the rain. leaves swirled around them as the rain started to fall ever harder.

"i'm sorry frankie, i really am." gerard replied timidly, picking at the skin around his short nails.

frank seemed to shrink even smaller in gerard's hoodie. his lanky body was consumed by the soft, black material. he shivered as a gust of wind blew through the october night.

"just one thing, please, please find someone else. i love you so much and i hope you know that. i want you to be happy. don't hold on to me." gerard said, tears forming in his dark eyes.

gerard let out a quiet sob, his body violently shuddering. the two decided to sit down. frank was glad they sat, because he felt like his legs were going to give out on him. they sat on the eroding curb, knees up to their chests, leaning on each other for comfort.

they remembered those nights when all they could do was talk. frank and gerard were always there for each other. they shared intimate moments together and that was something special for both of them. the two were simply inseparable for all those years. now comes twelfth grade, and gerard had to leave him- frank's lover.

he thought that he and gerard would last forever, but nothing good lasts forever. now, the regrets ran through his mind. gerard knew he would never be able to find someone else, but he wasn't sure about frank. a loud sob came from frank this time.

"babe, deep breaths." gerard said, rubbing his back, also crying.

"i can't see you leave! i can't find someone else! gerard, god, you'll never be replaceable! everything we had! gone! fucking gone!" frank yelled into the rainy evening.

gerard cried even harder, wiping his face furiously.

"how do you think i fucking feel? it's harder for me than you!! i have to fucking pack up my whole goddamn childhood and move across the country! i have to leave my house, my friends, my school, my pets, my EVERYTHING! everything that i've ever known is being taken away from me, frankie!! put yourself in my shoes!!" gerard sobbed out.

frank turned and hugged gerard. he breathed in, taking in his scent. the faint smell of cigarettes lingered from the time gerard stole a pack from the gas station, and they smoked cigarettes till the sun rose. a bit of lemon and body spray was faintly left over. it smelled like home to frank.

"i'm so sorry gee. shit, god, i love you so much." frank spit out, a sobbing mess.

gerard looked into frank's eyes, accepting the apology silently. he leaned in, pressing his lips to frank's.

it was one of those kisses where you savored it. it was sweet and soft, not filled with lust or want. the taste of minty chapstick lingered in gerard's mouth as he pulled away.

gerard's phone rang, and he sighed. "it's my mom, i gotta go..."

"bye, frankie. i love you so fucking much." gerard said, his voice cracking.

a few more tears rolled down his face as he walked away through the dark.

frank sighed, and put his hands up to his face. he let the tears flow out and he cried on the curb.

that was his last hug, his last kiss with gerard. forever.