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I've never been more okay in my life
1 reviewGerard has never been more happy in his life, stuck in the wood with Frank. But, OBVIOUSLY, that's about to change
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A vibrating could be felt gently in my pocket, becoming stronger and stronger as I was sucked, rather unwillingly, from my slumber. Forcing my eyes open, I was practically slapped in the face by a slight darkness, but I could still see most of my surroundings. I reached into my pocket as the vibrating came to a halt. It was basically my phone telling me it was out of battery but, just before it died, I noticed something - 15 missed calls. The bright screen faded slowly to black and I couldn't help but screw up my face in the sudden realisation that came over me. My mother had no fucking clue where I was.
I shifted my body slightly, all tangled up in Frank's warm arms, then stopped. I liked where I was now. I didn't want to go home, I didn't want to leave Frank's cosy embrace. Snuggling back into the boy I sighed happily and closed my eyes again.
All the thoughts of how worried my family must be right now floated out of my mind and for once in a long time, I was happy. Really happy.
From just behind me I could hear a little whimpering, warm breath hitting the back of my neck as it came. I turned in Frank's arms to face him, his eyes wide open. He was wearing a fearful expression on his face so I propped myself up with my elbow and looked down on him, stroking the hair gently away from in front of his left eye. I could see he forced a smile for me but his eyes were still wide and bloodshot. He honestly looked high... or mad even. I remember seeing that same look in my father's eyes before he had one of his episodes. Shaking the memory out of my mind, I smiled back at him. I didn't need to think of that man, not now. Not while I was so happy.
I used my index finger to trace along Frank's jawline before cupping his cheek with in my hand. His face was practically as cold a the air around us. But as I did so, I noticed his eyes soften again and relaxed a little. He looked like himself again, not so crazy and possessed.
"Well hello there," I breathed into the night. Faintly, the cloud of steam created by my breath could be made out in the bright moonlight. The light from the silvery sphere in the sky managed to pour right over Frank's features, showing him in a new light. He looked... beautiful! Though worn out, with bags under his eyes which were red and sore looking, his true beauty still showed through. I wanted to just kiss him there and then but I held back, biting down hard on my lip - I knew he'd be freaked out if I did... He didn't even know I was gay!
"are you okay?" Frank's voice croaked out, snapping me back to reality. I beamed down at him and nodded my head because, I truly was. I had never really been this 'okay' in my life. Bending over I kissed his head, fighting against my urges to move down to his lips. I couldn't help but notice how soft they looked... but just as I was going to pull away, I felt a hand snake around my neck and pull me in closer, so my ear was right by his mouth.
"Thank you Gerard..." Frank whispered. His warm breath tickled down my neck, giving me goose bumps.
"er.. um f-for w-what?" I struggled out as he continued to breath on me. Was he teasing me? Could he sense how much I liked him? Cheeky bugger!
"For staying with me..."
"it's okay."
"You can, kiss me if you like."
His words echoed through my mind, as if he had read it, and I had to think twice to make sure I'd heard him right. Yet before I had the chance to answer, I felt his lips press firmly against my own. It was surprising how easily our lips moved together and how natural the whole situation felt. But as quickly as he'd come forward, Frank pulled away and I heard him lay back onto the floor. It took a moment until I opened my eyes again and gazed with such a confused expression down at the boy who giggled at me. Was he trying to lead me on and tease me or did he genuinely like me? Gosh the book of Frank Iero was hard to read! I just sat there, utterly confused by the whole situation until I felt his colder fingers slip over mine.
"I think we should get some sleep," he whispered with a smile clung tightly to his face.
I merely nodded in agreement before snuggling back into him. I felt his fingers stroke gently through my hair and very quickly, sleep washed over me.
*
"HERE THEY ARE, I SEE THEM!"
"OH MY GOD, MY BABY!!! IS HE OKAY OFFICER?"
"I DON'T KNOW, THEY DON'T SEEM TO BE MOVING!"
-SCREAMS-
I felt strong hands grab hold of my shoulders, ripping me from sleep, ripping my from Frank. The sky was bright when I was dragged out from the little wood, burning through my eyes and straight through to my brain. When my sight adjusted, I could see Mikey, Mum and some woman I didn't recognise - Frank's mother? Also, in the distance, I swore I could see Bob, but I wasn't too sure. People were yelling and sobbing but I couldn't make out a word they were saying to me. Mum was grabbing onto the shoulders at this point, staring right into my eyes, trying to get answers. Her face was full of distress but I couldn't make out much over the sleepy blur that covered my eyes. Looking around everywhere, I couldn't catch sight of Frank... or his mum... or the cops who had dragged me violently from the wood. Suddenly I snapped back to reality, knocked down by the realisation that hit me. Frank had run off... again.
I shifted my body slightly, all tangled up in Frank's warm arms, then stopped. I liked where I was now. I didn't want to go home, I didn't want to leave Frank's cosy embrace. Snuggling back into the boy I sighed happily and closed my eyes again.
All the thoughts of how worried my family must be right now floated out of my mind and for once in a long time, I was happy. Really happy.
From just behind me I could hear a little whimpering, warm breath hitting the back of my neck as it came. I turned in Frank's arms to face him, his eyes wide open. He was wearing a fearful expression on his face so I propped myself up with my elbow and looked down on him, stroking the hair gently away from in front of his left eye. I could see he forced a smile for me but his eyes were still wide and bloodshot. He honestly looked high... or mad even. I remember seeing that same look in my father's eyes before he had one of his episodes. Shaking the memory out of my mind, I smiled back at him. I didn't need to think of that man, not now. Not while I was so happy.
I used my index finger to trace along Frank's jawline before cupping his cheek with in my hand. His face was practically as cold a the air around us. But as I did so, I noticed his eyes soften again and relaxed a little. He looked like himself again, not so crazy and possessed.
"Well hello there," I breathed into the night. Faintly, the cloud of steam created by my breath could be made out in the bright moonlight. The light from the silvery sphere in the sky managed to pour right over Frank's features, showing him in a new light. He looked... beautiful! Though worn out, with bags under his eyes which were red and sore looking, his true beauty still showed through. I wanted to just kiss him there and then but I held back, biting down hard on my lip - I knew he'd be freaked out if I did... He didn't even know I was gay!
"are you okay?" Frank's voice croaked out, snapping me back to reality. I beamed down at him and nodded my head because, I truly was. I had never really been this 'okay' in my life. Bending over I kissed his head, fighting against my urges to move down to his lips. I couldn't help but notice how soft they looked... but just as I was going to pull away, I felt a hand snake around my neck and pull me in closer, so my ear was right by his mouth.
"Thank you Gerard..." Frank whispered. His warm breath tickled down my neck, giving me goose bumps.
"er.. um f-for w-what?" I struggled out as he continued to breath on me. Was he teasing me? Could he sense how much I liked him? Cheeky bugger!
"For staying with me..."
"it's okay."
"You can, kiss me if you like."
His words echoed through my mind, as if he had read it, and I had to think twice to make sure I'd heard him right. Yet before I had the chance to answer, I felt his lips press firmly against my own. It was surprising how easily our lips moved together and how natural the whole situation felt. But as quickly as he'd come forward, Frank pulled away and I heard him lay back onto the floor. It took a moment until I opened my eyes again and gazed with such a confused expression down at the boy who giggled at me. Was he trying to lead me on and tease me or did he genuinely like me? Gosh the book of Frank Iero was hard to read! I just sat there, utterly confused by the whole situation until I felt his colder fingers slip over mine.
"I think we should get some sleep," he whispered with a smile clung tightly to his face.
I merely nodded in agreement before snuggling back into him. I felt his fingers stroke gently through my hair and very quickly, sleep washed over me.
*
"HERE THEY ARE, I SEE THEM!"
"OH MY GOD, MY BABY!!! IS HE OKAY OFFICER?"
"I DON'T KNOW, THEY DON'T SEEM TO BE MOVING!"
-SCREAMS-
I felt strong hands grab hold of my shoulders, ripping me from sleep, ripping my from Frank. The sky was bright when I was dragged out from the little wood, burning through my eyes and straight through to my brain. When my sight adjusted, I could see Mikey, Mum and some woman I didn't recognise - Frank's mother? Also, in the distance, I swore I could see Bob, but I wasn't too sure. People were yelling and sobbing but I couldn't make out a word they were saying to me. Mum was grabbing onto the shoulders at this point, staring right into my eyes, trying to get answers. Her face was full of distress but I couldn't make out much over the sleepy blur that covered my eyes. Looking around everywhere, I couldn't catch sight of Frank... or his mum... or the cops who had dragged me violently from the wood. Suddenly I snapped back to reality, knocked down by the realisation that hit me. Frank had run off... again.
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