Frank can't handle talking to people without being struck with a panic attack. The only people he can talk to are his best friend, Mikey Way, and his mom. Ever since Frank was young, he's had a crush on Mikey's brother, Gerard, but his anxiety has kept him from ever doing anything about it. It seems, though, that he won't have to, because after ignoring him for two years, Gerard is suddenly taking a deeper interest in Frank.... ***NOT MINE. ALL CREDITS GO TO (@OWLHOOOTS ON MIBBA)***

It's the lake in November, and the move closer to the ocean, and Gerard's fixation, and Gerard's compulsions like tidal waves dragging him down, and Mikey's more distant than ever: like they're drifting out into the middle of the ocean, whereas Gerard's just stuck there: water turning to quicksand around him, drowning. And it's the letter; Frank finds it on the floor of the boys' bathroom on the first floor. It's dropped in accident, perhaps from a pocket or something, and it's drenched in what Frank hopes is tap water, and the words: scrawled in blue ink are difficult to make out as the words join together in a fuzzy inky mess. The only paragraph legible is the final one, and even still, it barely is: 'I've been underwater for a long time now, but I'm not drowning, I'm beginning to think I can breathe like this, but I can't, I'm gasping for breath, and I have to do this, Mikey, I have to end this myself. I'm going to the lake on the 1st of November, don't wait for me... I'm not coming back.' And the name signed at the bottom is little more than a smudged mess of blue ink, and there's nothing Frank can do about it, but he knows for certain that the one thing he can't do is ignore this letter, and he reminds himself of that as he folds it into his pocket. It's a suicide note, Frank's stupid, but not stupid enough to brush over that fact, and whoever this person is, Frank knows that they most certainly don't deserve to die. And Frank isn't going to let them. Because he's going to find this person; he's got time now at least, and he can save them, he will save them - Frank promises himself that. But one person in a whole school, it's like a needle in a haystack, but he's got time, it's November 1st in thirty days, and he can only hope that it will be enough. He's got one month: the date is October 1st.

frank seems to have a small crush on his regular customer. completed ; 9 november 2016 [ask permission to repost elsewhere. do not plagiarize. if u see someone plagiarizing this work, pls let me know!]

"You see Frank, the void and me... ...we're old friends."

Every single thing in Frank Iero's life was falling apart. He was left an empty mess. But maybe, just maybe, there could be something to keep him from ending it all.

Frank Iero is mentally unstable. He's alone and suicidal with no one there for him. Until he meets him... Gerard Way is lonely. He self harms. His parents don't pay attention and he has no one to help him.

Frank's lost his parents when he was sixteen and was now a nineteen year old who had to grow up way too fast. He was still struggling to find a job that didn't leave him struggling for money at the end of each month, not only for his sake but also his eight year old sister, Diana. Gerard was a young famous artist. No one knew anything about him really except that he was an arrogant rich hermit who had no interest in interacting with anyone beyond selling them his paintings.

❝ "romeo, oh, romeo, won't you please fuck off?" " come on, juliet. gimme a chance." ❞ pastel!frank ; punk!top!gerard {started: 29 oct '17 completed: 17 feb '18 } ©prettyiero 2017 all rights reserved. a frerard fanfiction

title. :-) warnings; smut, kinKS

(3-2 new chapters every week) This fan fiction is about Gerard and Frank (Frerard). It has a little bit of everything including love, tears and pain. Gerard's brother Mikey struggles with depression and is getting worse every day. THIS MAY BE TRIGGERING FOR SOME READERS ALSO IF YOU ARE A HOMOPHOBE; FUCK OFF.