The End. ~Frerard~

dont touch him he's dirty

everyone had gathered outside. Bert had caught someone and by the looks of it, he was an unwanted rat. Gerard looked over Brendon's shoulder out the window.

"what's going on outside?" he asked sniffling. Brendon followed his gaze.

"i don't know, do you wanna go check it out?" he asked cautiously. Gerard nodded when Brendon looked back at him. "okay," he said standing up. Gerard grabbed a handkerchief that belonged to his grandmother and tied it around his neck to hide the hickey.

'Sorry grandma' he thought as he closed the door behind him. he followed Brendon out to the crowd.

"..and he tried running but i pushed him and he fell and ate shit," everyone but Brendon and Gerard erupted into laughter. they made their way to the front of the crowd and low and behold, Bert was standing in the middle of the crowd holding an unwanted. this unwanted seemed familiar to Gerard but he couldn't tell because his hair was covering his face and he was looking at the ground. "ah Gerard.." Bert started, "do you like my catch?" he asked eyeing the boy next to him. Gerard rolled his eyes.

"fuck off Bert. get over yourself, i didn't like you before, i don't like you now, and i definitely won't later on. that night was a mistake," Gerard ranted. Bert and Gerard made out one night but they were drunk and high out of their minds. now Bert won't leave Gerard alone about it.

the "unwanted rat" noticed this familiar name and voice and looked up, locking eyes with Gerard.

"Gerard!" Frank exclaimed. Gerards eyes widened.

"fuck.."

"oh, so they know each other," Bert said, looking around at the crowd, gaining a few snickers.

"Gee please!" Frank pleaded.

"gEE?!" Bert exclaimed. Gerard's entire face flushed and his jaw dropped. he seemed to remember Frank now. barely. he remembered that only one person would call him 'Gee' but he couldn't remember a name or a face.

"fran- frankie?" Gerard asked. he tried so hard to remember and he got a name.

"yeS YES ITS ME OH THANK GOD!" Frank said laughing, tears filling his eyes. Gerard remembered him. that usually doesn't happen. especially with all the drugs in his system. but Gerard didn't know that.

"wait wait wait.. so you're telling me, you guys actually know each other?" Bert said looking at Gerard. Gerard looked Bert in the eyes.

"yea.. apparently." then he remembered who he was talking to and his attitude changed completely, "i mean isn't that what it looks like Bert? or are you just so jealous that i care about my Frankie but not you so you're deciding to ignore him?" Gerard said crossing his arms and Franks jaw dropped. Gerard said he cared about 'his Frankie'.

Bert sneered. "ugh you can have him," he said, undoing the cuffs. "but remember i'll come back around 7 to take him to the cells," he said pushing Frank at Gerard. he stumbled and fell but Gee caught him and helped him up. someone in the crowd yelled something along the lines of 'don't touch him! he's dirty!'

Frank looked up at Gerard. "thanks Gee," he said. Gerard blushed and nodded. when Gerard looked back up the crowd was gone but Bert stood there, staring at them, scowling. Gerard  ushered Frank in the direction of his cabin.

he led Frank in and locked the door behind them and turned back and stared at Frank.

"shower. now." Gerard stated and pointed to the bathroom. "go get undressed and turn the water on. it's fairly simple. i'll get you a towel," he said avoiding Franks gaze. Frank stopped trying to get Gerard to look at him so he just went to the bathroom, closed the door behind him and began to undress.