You Give Love A Bad Name (Frerard)

Trust Me.

Franks POV

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Trust? No. That didn't sound right. We had only met. He even was made aware of my story. 

He didn't trust me. He just thought he did. 

Of course, I would never do anything to hurt him but trust...that's such a big word...

He doesn't trust me. 

He doesn't. 

I just have to accept that.

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Gerards POV

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I walked inside almost regretting my words as soon as they left my mouth.  I never trusted anyone before. Sure, I trusted Mikey and some family, but never anyone outside of the family.

Never.

I don't know what made me say it.  

Did I really? 

Was it a spur of the moment thing?

I don't know. 

I was distracted by my thoughts with a crushing hug from my brother. 

"Mikey, what the fuck??" He NEVER hugs me

He backed off and looked at me, anger and concern tore through his eyes. 

"Where the FUCK were you?!" He spat

My eyes widened. I never told him I was going out, he must've been looking everywhere for me.

"Mikey, I can explain"

He rolled his eyes 

"Save it, Gerard. You know what happened last time you disappeared and didn't tell anyone. I was worried sick, I called everyone I knew. I even called the school!"

My heart jumped

"Did the school say anything?"

He shot me a confused look

"No...they just said they didn't see you since school let out...why are you so worried about what the school said?"

I shook my head "no reason"

He looked down and walked away but not without saying 

"Just...let me know next time you go out..please"

He had a right to be upset though, last time I disappeared it was to escape. To get away from everyone including myself.  I was gone for days with no sign or no warning. Eventually, I was found on the streets cowering in the cold. 

Months of therapy after that.

I thought they trusted me now though, after all, it had been a full year and I'd gotten medication and therapy. 

I guess not.

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I went up to my room and locked my door. I just sat on my bed blasting music and getting lost in my thoughts.

I didn't want to eat, I didn't want to drink, I didn't want to do anything besides sit there. 

I was expecting a text from Frank but as the hours passed, there was no sign of him.

I didn't want to bother him so I didn't ask if he was okay. 

Eventually, before I knew it, it was nearing 3am and I hadn't fallen asleep yet. 

He was on my mind. 

I couldn't just leave him without a text so I texted him.

"Hey Frank...I hope you're okay, I hope I didn't push you away and if I did...well, I'm sorry...you're probably asleep now...must be nice :) anyways...sleep well...goodnight"

Then, with the thoughts of him still fresh in my mind, I fell asleep quickly. 

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I awoke to a startling noise...that being my phone ringing. It was an unknown number but the location was from Jersey so I decided to answer it anyways. 

"Hello..?"

"Gerard, do you see what time it is?"

"Frank?"

"You're late"

My heart raced, I completely forgot about school

I looked at the time and cursed

"I'll be there soon" 

I quickly hung up the phone and began throwing on random jeans and a shirt. Mikey was nowhere in sight so he must've gotten a ride from Ray. 

As I walked into the classroom, all eyes stared into mine. My heart jumped but even more as I saw the beautiful man standing by the whiteboard. I didn't understand, my heart was going crazy over him. 

This never happens.

It happened once but never again.

So I thought. 

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Later on into the class, I noticed Frank kept sneaking glances at me.  It made me feel special in a way but this wasn't like me. I usually wasn't the flirty type but with him, it seemed different, I seemed to have a special connection to him that I couldn't place. 

He made me feel safe

He made me feel secure

He made me feel special

I didn't know how to handle all of this, it was unnatural to me, something so foreign but I couldn't stop. It was almost an addiction.

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After class, he came up to me. It was awkward at first.

"Gerard" he nodded

"Frank?" I asked questioningly 

"Yeah?"

"Why didn't you answer my message? and who's phone did you call me off of this morning? It was an unknown number"

"I'm sorry...I was thinking...I have a lot on my mind..also I used the classroom phone"

I nodded and went to leave

"Wait, Gerard.."

I turned and faced him "yeah?" he looked down..almost ashamed "text me throughout the day..please?"

"okay" and with that, I walked out.