Frank reflects back on memories of that one boy with coffee colored hair and playground eyes.

"The body of 25-year-old Gerard way was found today on a highway near the outskirts of Belleville, New Jersey, it's been reported by multiple witnesses that he had fallen or jumped from a bridge crossing over it. Our condolences are sent out to his family and friends..." *** A short Frerard one-shot. I was testing out a new writing style and listening to Paramore, so this happened. Trigger warnings: implied suicide, blood

50 Thoughts That Scare Me. What are they? Smut warning: No smut Boy x Boy- Frerard For questions about translation DM me on Wattpad or @bekahgrace99 on Instagram

"You can run away with me, anytime you want." I want to get away. Away from the abuse at home, at school hell, but we're not friends. I could never be friends with Gerard Way. He's just some guy that fate seems to drive me towards. His brother may be even more of asshole than him, making my school life living hell and I guess things at home are not too great either. And despite how much of an asshole Gerard Way is, he's the only one that seems to make anything better.