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Gerard woke up,breathing heavily. He'd dreamed of Frank again. Gerard rolled over,sitting up,raking a hand through his hair,He looked around the tour bus,luckily everyone else was up,so He
didn't have to make up something about the state he was in. He got up and went to the sink,washing
his face. He put on some joggers and a tee shirt,going out in the courtyard they were perked up in.
He scanned looking for Frank,desperate to see him,his chocolate brown hair,hazel colored eyes..He blinked,as Ray came bounding over to him. "someone slept late! It's 10am man!" Ray chuckled,handing
Gerard a take away cup of coffee. Gerard mumbled a reply,sitting down on the floor,fumbling to find A packet of cigarettes,he lit one up,and took a long drag from it. He loosely placed it between his fingers,drinking his coffee, Next thing he knew Frank came up,taking the ciggie from him."Toke?" Frank said,grinning.
Gerard nodded,licking his lips so he could talk "Sure,you can have it.." Frank smiled,and nodded in appreciation. "Ready for the big show then?" He said,smiling down at Gerard "No offense,but you look kinda sweaty" He laughed. That sweet,lovable laugh..Gerard wrinkled his nose "I better go shower" He said,in reply to Franks criticism. Gerard went to shower,his head going over the conversation he just had with Frank, He smiled to himself, what A good start to the day.
After a hour or so,they traveled to that day's venue. It was in Texas,and boy,was it big.
Gerard stood inside on the stage,looking ahead at the stalls,and the 3 circle seating balconies.
Mikey came over,hugging Gerard. "you alright,bro? It's big isn't it. Should be a laugh" Mikey said,
smiling at Gerard. "Yeah,it..It'l be good" Gerard nodded,before the soundcheck started. After a few
hours of rehearsing and getting used to the stage, They went to get into there costumes. Gerard
looked over at Frank briefly,watching him change,shaking his ass to get into the jeans. Gerard bit his
lip,looking away,making a conversation with Ray about the acoustic songs. The make up artists came in
and started applying make up to the band, Gerard tapped his fingers on the table, doing his warm
up vocals.
After an hour or so,they got the 15 minute call. They walked outside into the hallway,hearing the crowd
screaming. Gerard grinned,when he caught a glimpse of Franks excited face. He looked perfect
I couldn't name one person who wouldn't want to kiss him,right there and then. He shook his head,
going over to Mikey,talking about random shit. They saw the stage commander give them a thumbs up,
and they walked up the stairs,onto the stage. How the crowd screamed. It was full,sold out.
Thousands of people..Thousands of people there to see My Chemical Romance. Gerard smiled,blowing
a kiss to the audience,making a group of girls scream even louder. They started the first song,"The End"
It went well,the audience loving every second of it. A few songs in,Gerard started walking towards
Frank,Frank was deep in his guitar playing,not noticing Gerard approaching. Gerard walked behind him,
gently grinding against Franks ass,his hand running down Franks chest. Gerard found it hard not to
let out a moan,He'd waited for this all day,the feeling of Franks body against his..The crowd screamed
earging Gerard on, Gerard's hang went down onto Franks crotch,behind his guitar, Frank swore under his
breath,winking. It was all stage play to Frank, Unlike it was for Gerard. Gerard left Frank,and walked
round the stage,screaming int the microphone.
They were on for there last song,Famous last Words. Gerard spoke into the microphone,thanking the audience
telling them how much they meant to My Chem,The music started up,and the whole place exploded,
everyone was singing. Gerard was singing for all he was worth,looking over at Frank the whole
time. The song came to an end, My Chem bowed and went off stage,high fiving each other,gulping back bottles
of water. "Fuck Gerard! How close do you wanna get to me,next it'l be you sucking me off!" Frank
laughed,sticking his tongue out at Gerard. He was joking,but how Gerard wished he meant it.."Hey,I'm
sorry Frank. I just,wanted to please the crowd" Frank shrugged,going to shower.
Gerard went into his dressing room,frowning. He looked in the mirror,he was sweating,make up run down his face
,He looked a state. It was making him ill how much he liked Frank. Thoughts were racing through Gerards
mind now,thoughts like Frank hating him..He'd let himself get so close to Frank,it was too close.
Gerard sighed,tears rolling down his face. That was the last night in the tour, His last chance..

It'd been a few months since the tour was over,and the boys were just getitng back to normal lifestyle.
Gerard craved Frank,he missed him every minute, remembering the feeling of when he was pressed
against him..his hand running down the younger mans chest. Gerard sighed, getting out his cell.
He wrote out a txt message,"Hey,how you doing? xo" He took a deep breath,sending it to Frank. He
waited upon nails for the reply,every minute checking his cell. Almost going insane from missing him..
His chocolate colored hair,flopping gently over his face,his hazel eyes sparkling,his lips
usually pursed together,The fucking whore. Gerard snapped out of his daydream,hearing his cell
go off.Frank. Gerard opened the txt message,breathing heavily. He read it over and over,"I'm good man,
You? misss youuuuuu! :( xxx" Gerard was grinning,Frank had missed him. He couldn't belive it,three
kisses aswell. Gerard was ecstatic,he replied immediately "I'm fucking amazing now. Wanna hang later? xo"
He grinned,Pressing down on the send button. After a few more text messages,it was arranged. Frank
was going to Gerards that afternoon,to hang out. Gerard walked upstairs,smudging eyeliner on,putting
on some black skinnies,and a black tee shirt. He scuffled with his hair,sliding his cell in his
jeans pocket.
A few hours later,Frank arrived. Gerard was gazing at him, He looked perfect. His skinnie jeans had
holes in at the knees,he was wearing a V-Neck with an old cardi,he had yesterdays eyeliner on..and oh
he was just perfect. Gerard offered him a drink,smiling gently. They drank coffee,and spoke about how
the tour went,how life was getting back to normal..Boring stuff. Gerard was sat right next to Frank,
He was watching his lipsmove every time he spoke,he had to feel them..He craved for Franks touch,
for his heart,his love,he wanted to mean something to someone. Frank stopped talking,"Gerard..You okay
man?" Gerard realized he was just gazing at Frank. "Yeah,yeah..I'm great." He replied,smiling.
Off Frank went again,talking,laughing..His eyes were glinting. Gerard leant towards Frank,not letting there
be enough time for Frank to quesiton his movement,Gerard gently placed his lips on Franks,kissing
them so softly.It was the most beautiful experiance Gerard had ever felt in his life,the kiss lasted
for a second or so,before Frank was pushing Gerard away,laughing slightly. "Gee,we're not on stage now.."
He said,leaning back again. Gerard groaned,kissing Frank again,his lips were so mourish,he needed them,
He needed Franks touch. Gerard got Franks touch. He got it as Frank pushed him off ihm,more violently,
shouting,asking what he was doing. Gerard stumbled on his words,"I..I was just playing,Frank! Don't go.."
Frank glared at him "PLAYING?" he shouted," Playing isn't kissing your bandmate Gerard. It's WRONG."
Gerard felt tears rolling down his cheeks "Frank,I.." Gerard was cut short,
Frank wasn't listening,He was making for the door," It's not that you're gay that's sick,
it's that you did that stuff on tour,without telling me how you felt. It's
wrong. Wait until I tell Jamia." Frank shook his head at Gerard,going to leave. Gerard called after him,
"I'll see you soon though,yeah? for rehearsal and..and.." Gerard broke down crying as he heard Franks reply,
"I'm leaving My Chem. I'm not being in a band with you anymore,not after this. Leave me alone,Gerard."
Gerard sat there,hearing the door slam. The clock tick tock. The water drop from the coffee dispenser,
He watched the sky grow dark,not moving. His tears were still rolling down his cheeks. Eyeliner running down his face,he slowly got up. Walking to the bathroom,he looked in the mirror. "freak..freak..freak.."he whispered to himself,over and over. He stood there for a while,tears rolling down his pale skin. He felt alone,lost,hurt. Embarrassed. After a while,he slumped to the ground,hitting his head on the bath. It hurt.
He sat there,cradling his head,wondering how their could still be tears in him. How he was so stupid..
He must of fell asleep,as when he looked up again,the sun was flooding into the bathroom,He didn't move.
He couldn't face it,He'd lost everything..His Frankie. The person who made him want to get up..
Gerard fumbled for his cell,texting Frank. "I'm sorry..Please.." He wrote out,sending it. Maybe a slight feeling of hope,flaring up inside him. He got a text back, a shaky smile crept across the elder mans face,until
he read the words. "Leave.Me.Alone. I'm gone,out of town. New cell. I'm going. Leave me,Gerard." He'd gone.Gone.Gone.Gone. The words went round and round in Gerards mind. Why had he took it so badly? Why couldn't
it of gone to plan? Gerard walked down the stairs,feeling lost. As if he was floating, he went into the living room,standing where Frank had stood. Where they'd kissed.. Where it got out of hand.
Gerard walked into the kitchen,coughing, running the tap for some water. He looked out onto the street, a young couple were holding hands. Laughing with eachother,smiling..Kissing. It made Gerard feel sick,
He was sick. Love sick.