Gerard just wanted to escape the New Jersey traffic, but now he finds himself in a situation where he's running from someone else.
I update whenever I feel like it, and I usually write when I have nothing to do in school.
The next few seconds went by in a blur as Frank reached his decision. He wasn’t going to suffer living with pent up urges and desires anymore. Why try to squash something that felt so perfect? He loved Gerard. And if Frank really felt the drive to kiss him, then dammit, he was going to kiss him.
Idiots in love. A Frerard tale.