Jump, they said, no one really cares, they said. The hordes of people shouting "No, don't go!" didn't care, did they? Gerard had never met any of them, why should they give a shit?
Frank would've cared, but he was dead, wasn't he? Gerard didn't know. He didn't know anything anymore. But Frank was gone. The only thing that made his life worth living, gone. No more of his floppy hair, no more of his delicious smell of cigarettes, coffee, pancakes & syrup. No more of.... Gerard sniffed, a tear rolling down his cheek, and stepped towards the edge, when he felt something cold clamp round his wrist. Some twat had handcuffed him. He turned around, ready to cuss them out, but ended up looking down on a very beautiful pair of hazel eyes. Frank's eyes. 4 words spilled out from between his perfect lips.
"You jump, I jump."
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BAND ONE SHOTS!
RandomJust a random load of band one shots (Mostly Kellic & Frerard tho). Just comment a ship if you want one, I'll try & do it lyl xxxx
