RUNAWAYS (frerard)
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"How could you agree to all of this?" I felt a knot tied in my stomach the second I spoke.
"I guess it made made me feel something. I guess you made me feel something" he said before taking a long drag off of his cigarette.
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Gerard hates living in New Jersey.
He can't stand the pathetic, depressing lifestyle he's holding on. Every day feels heavier for him so, instead of giving up, he decides to run away from everything that's weighing him down.
**A/N: this a frerard fic so probably get ready for some fluff, maybe smut and possible tw about certain topics (death, mental illnesses, ...) so if you're really sensitive read this at your own costs :)
This is my first fic ever and I'm from Spain so probably my grammar isn't going to be perfect.
Enjoy!
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