Gerard has to go get his shots, and he is not happy about it. (Recently recovered story)
Gerard and Mikey's lives get turned around in a fire when they have to go and live in England.
*Frerard smutt* One shot. Gerard's such a kinky little thing... Frank loves it.
Gerard want's to give Frankie a special surprize for his birthday *heavy Frerard smut*
joining the club!
Summer romances can follow you home. And the lies will too. (Frerard)
What happens when Mikey finds a notebook, the entries becoming more and more depressing, showcasing a mental breakdown?
A lament, to what was. *Rated R for language*
These kids are streetwalking cheetahs with a capital K.
Things are not what they seem... In a world that keeps changing, how do you know who can you trust?
Author's note type thing. Posted in the MCR section because that's usually where I post.
I wake up to the sounds of crows and fall asleep to the sound of crows. There's no changing that.
Could you walk away from everything you know? Start again with a dangerous stranger? Could I do it? I dont know...
"So you're like, my bitch now?" :FRERARD:
Gerard's Explanantion, PLEASE READ. *UPDATE IS NOTHING NEW, JUST THE MISSPELT TITLE WAS REALLY PISSING ME OFF!*