Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > I think I'll die alone
Gerard’s POV
A gently pressed my lips against his neck, he slipped out another moan.
We were interrupted by the rain drop that landed on our heads.
I kissed his lips one more time and helped him up. Frank smirked as the rain slowly came down like a hail of bullets.
He gently pushed me, giggled, I swear I blinked for one second and his jacket was already off, and he was already in the middle of the street embracing the life , long tears from the clouds, something I would tell a young Mikey when he asked what was happening to the world.
Frank had a giggle fit an 8 yr old would have, I felt young again. I mean a 17 year old, gay kid, you never get that much freedom, mostly because of the recent tragedies.
Frank was spinning around , singing Today, but he suddenly broke into random laughter. The rain hit us hard, but I managed to sing along with frank. I couldn’t help but notice the time, almost midnight. Street lights filled this dark night.
The neighbors were asleep, Frank and I were singing, we were being ourselves in public I would run away with Frank any day, anytime, no matter the risk.
“ Heaven Help Us, cause darling we’re fucking madmen,” Frank laughed. I looked up at the night sky for a second hoping to see a sign of them coming. Frank sat down panting, his chest heaved in and out slowly, taking a 5 second break before bursting into song and dancing at the sight of lightning.
Frank’s POV
It wasn’t safe to be out, my mom could be home by now, but I started singing Yesterday, Gerard tried to sing along knowing some of those faithful lyrics I wrote.
I closed my eyes, only feeling the cold tears, smelling the fresh fumes, the sound of our singing and the thunder, and the taste of Gerard and the rain.
So many things to worry about, but all I really wanted to do was keep Gerard happy.
“I want to run with you, I don’t care what we do,”
Gerard sprinted towards me suddenly, I was reeled into a kiss as his cold, wet, and pale arms wrapped around my neck.
Slowly consuming every second of the kiss, I always wanted to kiss in the rain, the warmth of his breathe on my neck, his touch, and the way we kissed, his tongue rubbed against my lower lip, warmth is all that mattered.
In the middle of the street, kissing my boyfriend ,singing, dancing, laughing and well damn being myself for once!
His right hand ventured from my neck to my waist, keeping me close, and tight. I couldn’t help but giggle. “What is it Frankie?” he asked with a smirk. I shook my head and hugged him.
This is what we needed, no worries, no one could identify us, we were alone, we are in love, and we are slowly guiding each other through it all.
**
We walked back to the Way household, the house was dark, only one light was on, only 2 familiar cars in the driveway, Elena’s and Ms. Way. The light was coming from Mikey’s room.
Gerard guided me into his room. “Shit I don’t have anything to sleep in!” I exclaimed.
“Just wear your boxers,” He winked, as he pulled out his black pajamas, always matching of course.
I was about to take my shirt off when Gerard walked up to me, “Here,” he slowly put his hands in my damp shirt and helped me take it off. My sparrow tattoo on my stomach was exposed to Gerard in light finally.
He looked at the tattoo ”Search and Destroy, Oh Frankie,” He touched my stomach, tingling sensation went through my body.
After we got into our clothes, we laid on Gerard’s plain pitch black bed. I told him about my fears, like spiders. He just laughed at me and told me his guilty pleasures, like reality TV. (which we had in common)
I rested my head in the crook of Gerard’s neck where it fit perfectly as always. His fingers rubbed against my arms, “Frank, I’m not joining the band if you’re not.” Dammit!
I didn’t want to be a failure to the band like I did in Pencey Prep. But I knew this is what Gerard and I needed to get through it all.
“Fine, as long as you be completely honest with me,” I moved my head up so our eyes met. “What about Frankie?” He sat up just a little bit, his hazel eyes barely visible in the moonlight.
“Why did you leave it all for me? I mean you could’ve been straight, normal, and cool, but you chose to be gay and love me.” He sighed, moved his face enough for me to feel his warm as he breathed faintly.
“When I saw you, I felt an attraction, you were different from other people, so out there, my best friend, my secret love, and the way you spilled your life out in front of me only after 2 hours of knowing me takes courage, Iero! You write amazing songs, you keep me living, and you , Frank Iero, saved my life.”
A gently pressed my lips against his neck, he slipped out another moan.
We were interrupted by the rain drop that landed on our heads.
I kissed his lips one more time and helped him up. Frank smirked as the rain slowly came down like a hail of bullets.
He gently pushed me, giggled, I swear I blinked for one second and his jacket was already off, and he was already in the middle of the street embracing the life , long tears from the clouds, something I would tell a young Mikey when he asked what was happening to the world.
Frank had a giggle fit an 8 yr old would have, I felt young again. I mean a 17 year old, gay kid, you never get that much freedom, mostly because of the recent tragedies.
Frank was spinning around , singing Today, but he suddenly broke into random laughter. The rain hit us hard, but I managed to sing along with frank. I couldn’t help but notice the time, almost midnight. Street lights filled this dark night.
The neighbors were asleep, Frank and I were singing, we were being ourselves in public I would run away with Frank any day, anytime, no matter the risk.
“ Heaven Help Us, cause darling we’re fucking madmen,” Frank laughed. I looked up at the night sky for a second hoping to see a sign of them coming. Frank sat down panting, his chest heaved in and out slowly, taking a 5 second break before bursting into song and dancing at the sight of lightning.
Frank’s POV
It wasn’t safe to be out, my mom could be home by now, but I started singing Yesterday, Gerard tried to sing along knowing some of those faithful lyrics I wrote.
I closed my eyes, only feeling the cold tears, smelling the fresh fumes, the sound of our singing and the thunder, and the taste of Gerard and the rain.
So many things to worry about, but all I really wanted to do was keep Gerard happy.
“I want to run with you, I don’t care what we do,”
Gerard sprinted towards me suddenly, I was reeled into a kiss as his cold, wet, and pale arms wrapped around my neck.
Slowly consuming every second of the kiss, I always wanted to kiss in the rain, the warmth of his breathe on my neck, his touch, and the way we kissed, his tongue rubbed against my lower lip, warmth is all that mattered.
In the middle of the street, kissing my boyfriend ,singing, dancing, laughing and well damn being myself for once!
His right hand ventured from my neck to my waist, keeping me close, and tight. I couldn’t help but giggle. “What is it Frankie?” he asked with a smirk. I shook my head and hugged him.
This is what we needed, no worries, no one could identify us, we were alone, we are in love, and we are slowly guiding each other through it all.
**
We walked back to the Way household, the house was dark, only one light was on, only 2 familiar cars in the driveway, Elena’s and Ms. Way. The light was coming from Mikey’s room.
Gerard guided me into his room. “Shit I don’t have anything to sleep in!” I exclaimed.
“Just wear your boxers,” He winked, as he pulled out his black pajamas, always matching of course.
I was about to take my shirt off when Gerard walked up to me, “Here,” he slowly put his hands in my damp shirt and helped me take it off. My sparrow tattoo on my stomach was exposed to Gerard in light finally.
He looked at the tattoo ”Search and Destroy, Oh Frankie,” He touched my stomach, tingling sensation went through my body.
After we got into our clothes, we laid on Gerard’s plain pitch black bed. I told him about my fears, like spiders. He just laughed at me and told me his guilty pleasures, like reality TV. (which we had in common)
I rested my head in the crook of Gerard’s neck where it fit perfectly as always. His fingers rubbed against my arms, “Frank, I’m not joining the band if you’re not.” Dammit!
I didn’t want to be a failure to the band like I did in Pencey Prep. But I knew this is what Gerard and I needed to get through it all.
“Fine, as long as you be completely honest with me,” I moved my head up so our eyes met. “What about Frankie?” He sat up just a little bit, his hazel eyes barely visible in the moonlight.
“Why did you leave it all for me? I mean you could’ve been straight, normal, and cool, but you chose to be gay and love me.” He sighed, moved his face enough for me to feel his warm as he breathed faintly.
“When I saw you, I felt an attraction, you were different from other people, so out there, my best friend, my secret love, and the way you spilled your life out in front of me only after 2 hours of knowing me takes courage, Iero! You write amazing songs, you keep me living, and you , Frank Iero, saved my life.”
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