I'd end my days with you / Frerard

Day 2, October 6th

It was 5 am when Gerard picked Frank up from his house, the sun was starting to rise and the countdown started for the end of the world. 

"Seriously? 5 am? This shits too early," Frank groaned, falling down onto the passenger seat dramatically, which, Gerard had to admit, was really cute. 

Gerard rolled his eyes in response, starting up the car and handing Frank a map, "where to first?"

"New York! I really want to see the Statue of Liberty and the Empire State Building!" Frank exclaimed excitedly, now fully awake. "Okay so there are 50 states, 49 if you don't count Jersey, and 30 or so days, so we need to go to like 2 a day, at least. So what if we do New York, then to Connecticut and if we have time then Rhode Island or even Maine! Better to have more time left over the trip than having none at all." Frank spoke incredibly quickly, making Gerard's head spin slightly.

"And what about money? I managed to save some from my job, I have maybe, three thousand dollars? It was meant to be for art school, but the moon has plans to stop that I guess." Gerard pondered.

"I brought like five thousand? So we have eight thousand for the trip. That's great, look at us, being all rich and stuff," Frank grinned.

"It's called saving, Frankie."

That's where the conversation ended and Gerard continued on the barren road to New York, the city of dreams. 

After an hour of driving, Gerard pulled over at a gas station. He looked over to see Frank sleeping against the window and he smiled softly. After debating with himself during the hour of driving, he decided he would tell Frank how he felt about him in New York when they would be looking at the Statue of Liberty. It was perfect.

Gerard smiled at Frank sleeping soundly and got out of the car to fill it up with gas, then entered the station to buy some snacks to surprise Frank.

"Chocolate bars... chips... coffee... car batteries? Why the fuck do they have car batteries at a gas station?" Gerard thought to himself, going to order a coffee for himself and Frank. As he went up to order, a man entered the station in a trench coat, one hand in his pocket. The man walked up to the register, cutting in front of Gerard.

"Excuse me," Gerard stated, "in case you didn't notice there's a line here."

The man turned around to look at Gerard, a sly smirk on his face, "a line won't matter where we are all going."

"What do you mean? Look, I just came in here for some coffee-" Gerard was cut off by the man pulling out a pistol from his pocket and holding it up.

"Everybody down!" He screamed. Gerard's colour drained from his face, he was at a robbery. It just seemed like terrible luck that right then, Frank woke up from his nap and saw Gerard sinking to his knees in front of the man holding a gun. He threw open the car door and raced in.

"Gerard!" Frank skidded to a halt as the man holding the gun turned around to face him.

"Ah so you're name is Gerard. Gerard, the man who just wanted some coffee. You won't need coffee where we are all about to go, Gerard." The man grinned and picked Gerard up by his shirt collar and held the gun to his head. "You and your little friend are going to be dead sooner or later, and I am going to make that happen quicker and less painful. Tell me, Gerard, you know about NASA's stupid mistake, don't you?" Gerard couldn't answer, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't die this way, he still had so much to do before the month was up. "Answer me!" The man screamed, throwing Gerard to the floor and kicking his stomach.

"Gerard!" Frank yelled again, going to move closer before the man pointed the gun at him, warning him to stay where he was.

"Yes, I know about the mistake," Gerard wheezed.