Bitch I've gone way off the plot.
SO. FINAL CHAPTER IRWJAERHFEOFHEOFH.
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Anyway. I'm super fucking nervous about posting this; I don't know whether you guys will like it. I Hoping you do. So yeh, Just so you know. The events occour over around three years - that way Gerard didn't covince him to take him back instantly, he had to wait three motherfucking years. Bold is like the flashbacks that Frank thinks off. okay? hope that made senese:L
If not tell me, I'll try to edit it.
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“Excuse me, excuse me, I'd like to grab all of your attention please” Gerard called out as he tapped his wine glass with a spoon.
“First of all, I' like to thank everyone coming to such an important event in mine and Frankie's lives. May I say, you all look amazing, especially my beautiful Frank” he smiles as he turned around to wink at me. I can feel my cheeks burn as they turn bright pink.
“Anyway, I'd like to say thank you who has managed to make the effort to be here today. I'd like to thank mine and Franks mother's who took control when things were stressful and supported us through everything. Mikey, my brother has been such a big help, making sure I was sober enough to remember when to say 'I do'”
A line of laughter erupted from everyone at their seats.
“But most of all I'd like to thank Frank. I'm sure that the majority of you know that our relationship didn't start off too well when we were much younger. I was a very stupid boy who had broke the most amazing guy's heart but somehow, I was lucky to convince him to take me back. Now I wont lie, the past few years have been hard for me trying to get frank to realise how much I really loved him. In fact, the very first thing I did I ended up getting punched”
We walked through the streets in an awkward silence, Gerard had given up trying to speak due to the fact I scowled at him at every word he spoke. We made our way from the houses towards a park. It wasn't old, yet it wasn't exactly the newest place. Mostly kids came here to play with their parents. Me, Gerard and Mikey often fought over the swings; it's always end with Gerard letting me sit on his lap while he hold me as we gently rocked forwards and backwards hardly even taking off. I never use to mind though, I loved having Gerard giving me cuddles or holding me securely. I always felt safe.
He lead me to the trees where we'd normally just lay down to rest in the shade. I noticed he had a folder there waiting for us. He picked the it up and smiled a little. I watched as he opened it up, biting his lip then looking at me.
“I'm an asshole I know, but that doesn't mean I hurt you on purpose” he sighs carefully lifting his head to look into my eyes. The pain was obvious, but this was his fault so now he had to suffer. His hand pulled out a piece of paper and then handed it too me. His artwork. Gerard had never given anyone his pieces of art before, not even Mikey. This was a massive thing for him, I could tell he was scared. I looked at the piece. It was a portrait of me when I was a baby, he asked my mother for countless amounts of photos for his art class; the topics were mostly along the lines of 'something innocent, something beautiful'. I had felt honoured to be his main focus. He then passed me the rest of the drawings. Me at three, six, ten, thirteen and the most recent ones. I looked so much more beautiful than I really was. He explained to me that it's how he saw me. He knew that past all the punk-rock hair and 'badass' tattoos I was the most fragile person he ever knew. I was something much more than some outcast kid who didn't belong anywhere, he told me I was the most interesting person he knew.
I looked at him again, although his efforts were touching, they weren't good enough. I shook my head, this wasn't something he could easily fix. I attempted to give them back but he jusst pushed them into my hands again. Next thing I knew, I had a pile of comic books in front of me. Everything I couldn't afford was right in front of me. Old comics Gerard had let me read, new comics I dreamt of and some I hadn't even heard of. He looked at me with a hopeful expression but once again I shook my head. This wasn't good enough.
“You can't just buy my love Gerard” I sighed.
“I'm not trying to, I just wanted to show you how much I would do for you. In that folder is every drawing I've done of you so far. That pile of comic books have everything you've loved, or will love. It's the least I can do.” he mumbles, eyes moving so he can stare at my shoes Instead of me.
“I'm leaving” I reply, putting down all of the gifts on the floor feeling dissapointed in the fact that I had actually hoped Gerard could somehow magically time travel and stop himself from being such a dick.
“No, don't go.”
He grabbed my had and pulled me towards him into his chest. His finger lifted up my chin giving the perfect opportunity to steal a kiss, which he took. At first I melted into his touch, just to feel his lips on mine again was the best feeling ever. To have his body against mine, his arm wrapped around my while the other one stroked my jaw. The feeling was blissful. But the the thought of him being with another person, the thought of his lips touching somebody else’s the same day they touched mine. The anger just boiled through me. I pulled away with as much force as I could, and somehow let myself punch him. I was never one to encourage violence, especially against someone so important to me. The actions came as a shock to us both, my hand print was planted on his cheek, a deep red compared to his pale skin. He looked shocked, pained and disappointed.
“I deserved that” he whispered as he held back the tears. I couldn't tell if they were from the pain from my hand, or the fact I had told him it wasn't good enough. Maybe even both.
“I'm going” I said, turning away from him as he nodded.
“Just know one thing Frank. I will not give up”
“But I never gave up. Through the months I watched as he struggled to save up for the one thing he wanted more than anything. A Guitar. I overheard him and Mikey talking about never being able to save enough money up and that he should give up music entirely. This, wasn't going to happen. I grabbed my paintbrushes, canvases and started to paint.”
I woke up to my mom pushing my shoulder. It was a Saturday morning; my sleep in day so when I saw her smiling I knew something had happened. She never woke me up, ever.
“What?” I asked sleepily as she grinned.
“You've got a present”
Instantly I took off, nobody ever buys me presents so I was eager to see what it was. I ran down stairs to see the most beautiful sight in front of me. A guitar case was leaning against the wall, and from what I had seen, I was guessing there was a guitar. I opened the case up to find a noted attached to it.
Don't ever give up on your dreams.
Finally you can become the person you've always wanted to be.
P.S hope you like the design.
My eyes retook the sight in, I had a mother fucking electric guitar with the bloodiest vampire on. Gerard had personally bought it, decorated and give me the gift. Although I felt like the luckiest guy in the world, I knew I couldn't take it.
“He told me that if you give it back to him he'll just say no” mom told me as she joined me in the room.
“I can't accept this”
“Sure you can, get on the phone, say thank you, learn a song a preform it for him. It'd make his day” she smiled handing me the phone.
“But I haven't exactly been friendly towards him” I mumbled. I had been ignoring him as much as I could, saying hello if I walked past him while hanging with Mikey but never making an effort.
“Well then, time to change” she shrugged.
The phone was already ringing when she handed me it.
“Hello?” a happy voice answered.
“That's me” he answered sounded extremely pleased that he had been called.
“Um... I just wanted to say thanks. Ya'know for getting me the guitar. You really didn't have to though”
“Nonsense” he replied “being a guitarist is your dream, if you need some help in achieving it then just ask”.
“Thanks” I smiled. I knew he couldn't see it but the tone of my voice was probably enough. “I really appreciate it”
there was an awkward silence before he spoke again.
“So, you gonna show me your skill soon?” he asked, sounding rather hesitant to speak.
“It's the least I can do” I smiled.
“So not only does it mean that he reached his goal, but it means that I got an incredibly sexy man who can play the guitar with very skilled fingers” Gerard winks causing my cheeks to burn again.
“Dude! Seriously?” Mikey groans next to him
Gerard rolls his eyes.
“Anyway, I watched as he developed his skills and realised he came out of his shell a lot more. He got into a band and owned the stage. I had never seen anyone so lost in their own world; so happy with their job. That's what made me incredibly proud of him. He really did deserve all of the praise he got. He was magnificent. It wasn't long before somebody took notice of him”
I had just finished the show with the guys, the crowd was awesome shouting along with the lyrics and generally looking like they had a good time. This was the first gig that Gerard hadn't been able to make it. He had an important meeting; possibly deciding if his artwork could become much more than a hobby to pass the time. Of course, he had been upset since he had never missed a show. One way or another he found a way to earn some money and join me to watch me play. He'd often just sit at the bar, watching me, never looking away until we had gone of stage. Afterwards he'd buy me a beer, peck me on my cheek and congratulate me for having such a good performance. Secretly, I loved hearing Gerard giving me praises. Although it wasn't very long since the incident we had grown to become closer. Not as close, but I wasn't ignoring him at all now. I begged him not to cancel the meeting, he needed this. Needed to be recognised for his talents. So just to make me happy, he agreed. I walked up to the bar to be greeted by another boy called James. He was tallish, brown haired and good looking. Sweat covered his forehead, no doubt from dancing to much. He offered to buy me a drink which I gladly took. We had got to talking and he had mentioned how much he loved us. I saw him at quite a few shows, and he finally asked me out on a date. Being asked out was weird, nobody had ever felt attracted to me except from Gerard. I said yes anyway.
The dates went perfect, and finally we became 'a thing'. I had introduced him to my mom, Gerard and Mikey. I was surprised to see Gerard's face fall when I told him about our relationship. He shook his hand, nodded and said “Just please don't hurt him”.
Gerard supported out relationship in any way that he could. He'd invite us around for meals, buy us drinks after gigs, heck, he'd even sketched us and gave It as a gift.
“I stood by him and supported him as much as I could watching as my Frankie grew up. He became an artist. Unfortunately not everything lasts together, so when Frank and James broke up, I just held him and let him cry.”
“You're never going to get over him are you!” James shouted as he threw the flowers I had received from Gerard across the room.
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” I screamed back at him as I picked the roses up.
“You're so fucking stupid Frank. He's all over you and you're letting him get in the way of our relationship”
“He's my best fucking friend! Of course he wants to hang out with me” I spat. How dare he say that Gerard is our problem. “and he's not getting in the way of anything”
“He's with you all the time. Everywhere. I should be able to hang around with my boyfriend without worrying he's gonna steal you away from me. You're such an idiot.”
“Because that's what friends do you asshole. He's not stealing me away-”
“Frank open your god-damn eyes. He cheated on you and you still want him. We can't even have sex because he put you off so much”
That was low. He knew I was waiting to be married before I gave myself up. Sure, after what happened with Gerard I felt the need to know that I wasn't being used but that doesn't mean he could use that against me.
“Don't you see Frankie?” he starts again. “All these gifts; Paintings, expensive jewellery, tattoo designs, he even offered to buy you an apartment and pay for the first three months rent! It means he wants you, and you're giving him hope. You need to choose, me or him.”
The fact that he even suggested he could come before Gerard made me laugh. Gee was my childhood friend and my supporter I met James at some bar.
“Gerard.” I said without hesitation. “We're done” and with I packed my bags and walked out. He had no control over mine and Gerard's relationship, none at all. I phoned Gerard up who immediately picked me up and drove us to his place. I had cried, James was a big part of my life. We had already started to plan on In moving in together but asking me to forget Gerard made me realise. Gee was still everything in my life.
He took me to his apartment, grabbed some blankets and set us up. At first he offered his bed so he would have to sleep on the couch. That wasn't happening. I begged him to sleep with so I'd have something to cuddle; which he agreed to. I snuggled up to his chest and explainded everything that had happened, he just listened.
“I'm so sorry Frank, it's all my fault” he sighed
“No it's not. He's a twat... and I actually really loved those roses” I giggled.
“Good, just try to get some sleep okay?”
I nodded and listened to his breathing, the sound of his heartbeat. And then I heard something he whispered.
“I still love you Frank”
He must have thought that I was asleep.
“I love you too Gee” I smiled as his body tensed.
“Bug when one door closes, another door opens right? My efforts to win Frank were paying off, but there was one thing that played in my mind constantly. I wanted him forever. Greedy I know, but he was everything I ever needed so when I finally popped the question, I swear my heart exploded when he said yes”
Gee was taking me out to dinner again, he had just sold another piece of art and insisted that we celebrate. Of course, seeing so happy caused me to agree with wherever he wanted to go.
“I want you to put on your finest suit!” he grins gleefully.
“okay, okay” My eyes rolled as I saw him jump about, he looked nervous yet happy. So fucking happy.
I managed to fit into a suit that I had brought a couple of months ago – since then Gerard's been fattening me up. We pulled up to a fancy restaurant then he took me by the arm and led me in. the place was lovely, romantic, and to see Gerard hold my hand like I could possibly run off made me smile. He really did care. We sat down, ordered food and received some champagne.
“So Frankie... I just wanted to say that you look amazing” he smiles.
“Thank you” I blush from the compliment.
“So here's the thing Frankie, I don't know what gods up there made you take me back after all these years, I'm happy as fuck that they did but there's something I need to tell you”
My heart stopped. Was he going to tell me we where over? After all these years. Or maybe he cheated on me again; that'd be the end of us. I couldn't let him get away twice. I really didn't want that to happen though. He was going to tell me something horrible.
“Why are you crying?” he asked.
“No reason, carry on” I siffled
“Well, I just wanted to say how much I've enjoyed our time together. I never gave up trying to win you and finally I do. So whatever you choose I'll support you either way... but Frank iero...”
Gerard moves, he's on one knee and pulling out a box. My heart feels like it has stopped, this can't be happening, can't be.
“Frank Iero, will you marry me?”
I literally screamed with delight. Gerard. My best friend, supporter, boyfriend was asking to marry me. After everything we've been through he still wants me to be his.
“YES! Yes, of course oh god, just yes!”
“So here we are today, me and Frankie have sealed our bond. I never thought I'd get so lucky in my life. To think that I'll be waking up to him, seeing him everyday of my life, watching him as he plays In his band and then comes home to me – well that just makes me so excited.
I've also realised that I haven't finished winning Franks heart. We'll go through life and fall in love with each other all over again. When we have a fight, I'll remember that he's the most beautiful boy in the world who has agreed to stay with me and I'll apologize immediately. We'll start a family, get a dog and finally make something that we've both wanted in our lives. Because ladies and gentlemen, no matter what happens between us; I love Frank Way, and always will do”
The tears fell down my cheek as he sat down. After all these years he really did help me, giving me everything I needed to become myself. It took me years to realise that he really did want me. I know it was hard on Gerard, having to wait for someone so long and constantly being ignored but now we were together. I Was Frank Anthony Iero Way. I was a guitarist in a band with an artist husband who makes me happier than anyone ever could. I wasn't holding back my actions, my hands grabbed his head and I forced our lips together. The lips that were married to mine. We would be together.
“Can I call the two lovely grooms to the dance floor please?” the DJ asks. People are shoving me towards Gerard who's already opening his arms out to me.
“I'd like to take a moment to congratulate the happy couple so now it's time for the first dance”
I don't want to miss a thing by Aerosmith starts playing and Gerard grabs me. I wrap my arms around his neck while he places his hands on my hips. We start slowly moving until the singing starts. Gerard leans forward, whispering every single word to me. We move slowly, just hypnotized by each other. I listen as he sings to me; such a beautiful voice. The feeling of him against me, signing to me about how much he hates to away from me just makes me heart smile.
Finally the song stops but Gerard's keeping a tight grip on me.
“I love you Frankie. Forever”
I look up to him, his eyes are glistening and smile wide.
“I love you too Gerard. Forever and always.” and with that, I crash our lips together.
This was only the beginning.