“I’m… I-I I’m sorry…” that’s the only thing I manage to choke out. Nobody ever caught me self harming. “You’re always so fucking sorry Gee. Save it, it doesn’t change anything.” He says and his hand wraps around my arm again. “Can I? Please?” he asks, puppy eying me again. This time, I don’t resist. I let him pull my sleeve up, and see all of the burns. He frowns and looks me in the eyes again. “What am I going to do with you…” he shakes his head and pulls me into a hug. That’s good, I can admit I actually needed it. I rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes.

Frank gets kicked out of his house after his parents find out about his drug addiction. He's left without a home, but Gerard, the strange art kid that he's seen around school a few times, helps him out. What happens when Frank starts to fall for Gerard? He's never felt this way about a guy before, but will Gerard have the same feelings towards Frank?

"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}

*In the process of being edited, first two chapters done already.* Dan and Phil met in the looming forest behind the school grounds and have been infatuated with each other ever since. With many twists and turns, their stories are becoming more complex by the second. They say a smile can save someone, but what if it killed them instead? *This story is not in any way based on events that have occurred in either Dan or Phil's past, and is completely fictional. Phan is also claimed to not be real.*

[This is the sequel to Tell Me I'm A Bad Man, it's not a necessity to read that first, but you probably should] Frank was under the impression that as soon as he'd graduated and moved to New York with Gerard, everything would be, well, perfect. Though he wasn't completely naïve - he knew that the presence of Gerard's apparently suicidal ex-boyfriend was going to make things difficult, but he didn't know that his intense distrust of the man would start to break down the relationship he'd tried so hard to keep. And then lies upon lies upon lies from everybody start to build, until nobody's sure of the truth anymore. Six months isn't long, but it's enough. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- [sexual content, may be triggering for some individuals]

Phil: a loser, continuously beaten and picked on by the other guys at school. Dan: popular, arrogant, and confused. What happens when the two collide? Just like me is a story of trust, love and secrets (Ok I'm making this sound like a bad tv drama, just read the fic please, I broke my thumbs writing it. *WARNING* self harm, suicidal thoughts, explicit language, slight anorexia. It's an angst fic so y'know, the average...also smut, so look forward that kids hey hey ;)