- Acabo de atropellar a un ángel... - sin poder evitarlo soltó una carcajada - Me iré al infierno en cuanto Dios sepa que atropelle al mas bello de sus ángeles... Frerard *[No se permiten adaptaciones]*

"There's a reason we are white and pure, and they are black and dirty. There's a reason they stain our skin. That we are shamed if others see those stains. They're bad people, Frank. They're disgusting."

Entonces su mundo se dividió en dos posibilidades; ayudarlo, salvarlo de su miseria y a sí mismo en el camino, u obedecer y sufrir con la constante tortura de escuchar los llantos dos pisos arriba. Después de todo, Gerard sabía que nunca podría tener un futuro con Frank, al menos no uno brillante. ※ ※ My Chemical Romance ※ Frerard AU ※ ※ no tienes que ser fan para poder leerla.

[complete] dhizzle : can i call u mine? amazingphil : ugh ; 2009!phan ; copyright © 2018

✎songfic canciones de The Smiths ©madseasom. 2015.

Frank conversa mucho con su mejor amigo Gerard a través de mensajes de texto. A él le gusta mucho su amigo, pero éste ya está interesado en una chica llamada Lindsey. Frank crea un grupo de Whatsapp con sus compañeros de banda con el único plan que se le vino a la mente; obligarlos a ayudarlo conquistar a Gerard. --- Ni idea de ke es estoh, solo humor (?) adasdsa

Gerard way and Frank Iero have always passed each other in the hallway but never spoke a word to one another. They are both alike in many ways. Both loners who feel like they don't quite belong. Frank mostly spends his days depressed and alone. The occasional hurtful remarks from his fellow classmates and father wearing him down. Frank's family issues seem to swallow him hole which is mainly why he feels like throwing in the towel... permanently. Gerard lives to protect those he cares about. Though, he has a bit of an edgy attitude most people learn to respect. There's more to Gerard than what the outside shows. His brother Mikey and best friend Ray know glimpses of how he really feels, and how complications from the past really fuck with his behavior. But, their differences don't keep them apart considering these strangers are forced into each other's lives when Gerard finds Frank attempting to commit suicide. Can Gerard help Frank without revealing his own problems and emotions or will they become too much to bare? *Trigger warning *Still editing mistakes( I'm fully aware my grammar sucks) *also warning this is terribly written. I wrote this when I was 13 and finished when I was like 15. Now I'm editing as much as I can to make it less embarrassing. Sequel "Never look up" both fanfics make me cringe tbh

I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE PEOPLE ON THIS FANFIC, I only own the characters and the story.

Frank is an emo piece of shit who needs to get a grip on life. Gerard is an edgy fuckboy with totally not infected stretched ears and an obsession with writing shit poetry, also all he listens to is Neck Deep and Front Porch Step because they understand his inner angst and how he really is, and all that One Direction on his iPod, totally his Mikey's. And of course, they fucking hate each other. And of course, they're paired up together in English for a class project on Romeo and Juliet. Mikey is a Larry conspiracy theorist, he would compare his need for Larry to his need for oxygen, and if given a choice between the two we all know which one he'd pick. He is however gay and very open minded and generally kind to everyone, except Gryles shippers, of course. Pete is Mikey's best friend. They're sweet little dudes, and have been best friends since they were about six. They're both equally in love with One Direction and Pete doesn't even mind when Mikey talks for like three hours about Harry's dreamy eyes. Pete, however, perhaps, maybe has this little tiny crush on Mikey, which he considers to be the end of the world, however it's not that which leaves Mikey ignoring him for weeks. It's not even his shitty youtube channel with about 6 subscribers. Brendon is openly gay, big foreheaded, and big headed in general. The guy also loves 5SOS, like seriously he's the worst person in the world. He's about seven thousand miles up his own ass and thinks he's Tyler Oakley. He's also totally not fucking Ryan Ross, like seriously, wow that Brian Moss guy? Brendon doesn't even fucking know him, and he already knows he's an asshole. Ryan Ross is straighter than like a straight line. Ryan Ross is the epitome of no homo, and he's totally not getting off with Brendon Urie, because like he doesn't even know that guy - who the fuck is Breadbin Urine anyway? He smokes weed and generally has such a hard life as a 'straight' cis white boy with a secret weakness for John Green.