Ebola (Frerard)

Dont rub it in.

"I'm really sick of your bubble." Frank told Gerard.

"Why? I'm doing this for you." Gerard told him.

"Gerard. I literally masturbated in form of you last night. You just watched me like a puppy behind a glass door watching its owner play with another dog."

"That was a weird way to put it but yeah... I'm sorry frank I just don't want to be a burden. What with my EBOLA." Gerard tried to defend himself.

"For the 1000th time Gerard you do not have Ebola. You are a burden with that stupid bubble." Frank said getting up from the couch and walking to the kitchen. Gerard stumbled up from beside the couch rolling his way back to frank.

Frank stood at the counter not looking at Gerard as the plastic squeaked against the linoleum. "I'm sorry it had to come to this." Frank said as he turned around with a knife in his hand. Gerard knew what was happening and darted to the sliding glass door busting through that screen and rolling into the backyard. He moved as fast as he could as frank chased him attempting to pop the bubble. Gerard was too busy looking back at frank and before he knew it he was in the pool.

"Look Frankie I can finally swim!" Gerard said with a big smile on his face. "Frank just looked at him and a smile crept on his face but remembered he was supposed to be mad and went back to his resting bitch face.

Gerard kept on trying to stand up and stand up but kept falling. Unable to keep his balance twisting about. "Frankie can I trust you to not pop my bubble and pull me out please?" Gerard asked getting frustrated and sad.

"How do you know I'm not going to?"

"Because of you do then I will probably drown because 1.) I can't swim and 2.) I will be surrounded by plastic, emphasizing the fact I will die."

"Well you can die in a pool or because of Ebola. Your choice." Frank grabbed the pool skimmer and began to move Gerard towards the stairs until he was nudged up against the second one. Thankfully frank didn't even bother to put pants on he got in the pool and pushed Gerard out.

"Thank you baby." Gerard said feeling embarrassed.

Frank just looked at him boxer briefs soaking wet.

"I can see even littler frank." Gerard informed.

Frank just walked away. "I can't wait for this stupid bubble thing to blow over. And when it is over I want sex and for you to fix that goddamn screen."

Gerard stayed sat I the lawn.