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Gerard’s POV

We must have fallen asleep at some point because I woke up the next morning holding Frank in my arms and his legs were dangling off the side of the bed, I smiled looking down at his peaceful face, I heard a soft knock on the door, and stopped breathing for a brief second, before I saw Mikey’s face and relaxed he walked in with a slightly shocked expression at first, but it then turned to a smile “Can you tell your boyfriend that his mother has arrived…” he said in a posh accent before bowing and leaving the room, there is something wrong with that kid, but I shook it off and poked Frank in the side of the head lightly a couple of times before his eyes fluttered open and he looked up at me, a smile spread across his face “Hi…” he said quietly while rubbing his sleepy eyes with his hand, I smiled “Hey there, your mom’s here….” Frank looked up at me, suddenly looking wide awake “Really?” he asked the smile still on his face, I nodded and he stood from the bed and ran out of the room, I quickly followed him onto the landing and then downstairs, he ran full force into his mother wrapping his arms around her small waist and squeezing “Hi Mom!” he said happily, I leant against the door frame and watched his mother’s expression, first it was one of shock, then it changed slightly to utter disbelief and then a grin much like Frank’s appeared on her face “Oh Frankie sweetheart it’s so nice to see you being so energetic and talkative like you used to be.” She stated, Frank pulled away and ran over to me “It’s all Gerard’s work mom, seriously he’s the one to thank; he’s been with me since I got here!” Linda approached me and placed a hand on my shoulder “Thank you Gerard, for helping him, for helping us, you really have rebuilt this family, and I can’t thank you or your family enough for the support you’ve given Frank…” she finished with tears in her eyes, I simply nodded in gratitude and watched as my mom came in from the kitchen with some tissue for Linda to wipe her eyes with.

After half an hour of reacquainting themselves everyone sat down and we all had a rather normal day, lots of conversations and although Frank didn’t talk much, when he did he always said something important but then he turned to me and whispered “can I talk to you upstairs for a minute?” I nodded and we both stood up and went upstairs, Frank’s mom shouted after him “Where are you two going?” she questioned, Frank squeezed past me and back down stairs “Gerard’s going to show me his comic book collection, it’s pretty extensive…” he answered, and then joined me once again on the stairs and nodding to continue upward, we finally got to the landing and Frank jumped up wrapping his arms around my neck and his legs around my waist, thankfully my reaction time is pretty good so I caught his thighs and supported him there, he pressed his lips firmly against mine before pulling back again and smiling, he nodded his head toward his bedroom door, so I carried him in there and shut the door behind me, then letting go of his thighs and letting him jump off me so he was standing in front of me once again, he smiled and stared in my eyes, I smiled back “so what did you want to talk to me about?” I asked, Frank shrugged and walked over to the bed and sat on it “Nothing, I just got bored of our moms talking about Real Housewives of Miami and how bitchy all the women are on it…” he stated, I nodded and sat next to him on the bed, there was a heavy silence for a few minutes before Frank shuffled around to face me “Gerard…” he whispered, I turned and looked at him “yeah Frank?” I asked, he looked away from me awkwardly but smiled lightly when his eyes met mine again “Um…what…what is this?” he asked, I tilted my head in confusion “what do you mean?” he shrugged and shook his head “I don’t know…I guess I mean, what are we…I mean I don’t really know if I’m ready for a relationship yet, I mean I don’t know whether it’s too soon or not but I don’t know whether I could cope alone…” I shook my head slightly disheartened “I don’t really know, I care about you, so much, but if you don’t want a relationship then that’s fine, I just don’t know where that leaves us…” I answered, Frank sighed “I just don’t know whether it’s too soon or not…” I looked to him; his head was facing the floor with his eyes closed “Y’know, if you feel ready for a relationship it’s fine Frank…it’s just letting go of the past that’s hard.” He looked at me and smiled “Thank you, for everything; I honestly don’t know where I’d be without you…” I smiled “well you definitely wouldn’t be talking this much.” He laughed and I smiled at him, there was a brief silence before what seemed to be out of the blue Frank said “I can’t do it…” before grabbing my neck and placing his lips against mine, my arms wrapped around his waist and his free hand was now gripping my hair tightly, Frank pulled me down so I was lying on top of him on the edge of the bed, his hands gripping my shirt desperately, he pulled away to breathe and looked up at me smiling “I want to be with you, I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine…for as long as we can be.” He muttered, a massive grin spread across my face, I’m pretty sure I was blushing too and my heart was racing, still slightly out of breath, he reconnected our lips and we continued to kiss, everything in this moment felt so perfect, I don’t think anything could ruin it…

“FRANK ANTHONY IERO, WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!”

Frank’s POV

The two of us separated quicker than you could say the word ‘split’, I stared at my mother wide eyed, my heart pounding “Mom, I can explain…” I muttered, but she ignored me, walked over to me and slapped me across the face before grabbing me by my ear and dragging me out of the room, this is the second most humiliating thing that’s ever happened to me, she dragged me into the bathroom and locked the door behind her “I know you’re hurting from what happened, but this is no way to get over it, Frank you’re sick, your brain isn’t functioning properly and you need serious help, you’re not homosexual do you understand me? I won’t allow it, I won’t let my only son damn himself to hell with such sinful actions do you understand me?” she said gripping my shoulders with both hands, I looked at her with tears in my eyes “You think I’m sick? Is that what you think?” she nodded “of course sweetie, what else would it be…” I let the tears start to roll down my face, but my blood started to boil with anger “You know mom, I’ve never had a girlfriend, you know I lost my virginity, you know I did, but it wasn’t to a girl, it was to a guy, called Ashley which is why it was easy for you to think it was a girl I was dating, but it wasn’t it was a guy all along, and I fucked him, so if you think that what happened to me, is the cause for my homosexuality, you are so wrong.” She raised her hand again and back handed me across the face “This is why I never told you anything! Because I knew you’d react like this! I knew you’d say I was sick, but I’m not sick mom, why can’t you just accept me the way I am?!” I shouted, he put her hands to her side “You’re a failure just like your father! Pack your things, we’re leaving, I’m not letting you stay here any longer, not with these people…” she said venomously while unlocking the bathroom door and pushing me out, she escorted me to my room, where Gerard was still sitting on the bed, she walked in and approached Gerard “Mom stop!” I shouted, she turned to look at me but went back to face Gerard “You’ll never get to Heaven with a love like yours so I suggest you leave my son alone.” She warned, she then turned and left the room without another word.

Gerard stared at me and I just collapsed to the floor in hysterical tears, but Gerard knelt in front of me he placed his hands on my shoulders as she did only moments before and my hands were clinging to the material of the front of his shirt “Frank, are you okay?” he asked I shook my head, I held my eyes shut tightly but tears pushed their way through and they made soft sounds as they fell onto the denim of my jeans, I was hyperventilating, I felt like I couldn’t breathe, I felt my heart start to split in two and the walls of my world collapsing once again “What did she say, what happened?” I took some deep breaths to try and calm myself down but it didn’t work, so I just leant my head against Gerard’s chest “she said I’m ill, she thinks I’m sick, she’s thinks I’m a failure, that my brain isn’t functioning properly and…she’s, she’s making me go back…” I felt Gerard’s breathing hitch “w-what?” he asked, I raised my head and looked at him “She’s taking me back…home…she doesn’t want me to be around you, she wants me to be as far away from you as possible.” I could see tears filling in Gerard’s eyes “y’know for a second there, everything was so perfect, I didn’t think anything could ruin it…” he hesitated for a few seconds before talking again “Why…why don’t you just tell your mom that you won’t go with her?” he asked, I looked away “unlike you Gerard, I’m not eighteen, I have to wait five months until I’m eighteen, until I can say and do whatever I like, she still has complete control over me right now…” I trailed off, I stood up slowly and walked toward the bed pulling out my suitcase from underneath it and dumping it open on the bed, I then walked over to the wardrobe, I stretched out my arm to grab some clothes but Gerard grabbed my arm, he pulled me away from the wardrobe and into the centre of the room and he kissed me gently, but I pushed him away “Gerard, this is hard enough as it is…” I said quietly, he nodded and stepped away, and I went back to the wardrobe to start packing up my things, when I turned back from the wardrobe with a handful of clothes, Gerard was gone and I knew that was feeling I’d be having to get used to pretty soon…

Gerard’s POV

I left the room and headed downstairs hoping to god I didn’t see frank’s mom because I was on a rampage, I grabbed my coat and my keys and shouted through to the living room “I’m going out!” I didn’t hear a reply but I left the house slamming the front door behind me, I didn’t know where I was going but I needed to get out of the house, I needed to get away, so I just walked, and walked and walked, eventually I realised I’d ended up in the cemetery where Frank and I used to come as kids, where we came a few days after he arrived, and where I’ve retreated a few days before he leaves, I couldn’t help but feel sad, depressed, and even heart broken, but what else would I feel, I’ve spent almost a month with Frank, helping him, getting to know him, being around him and yes I did fall for him, but who wouldn’t, I saw him at his most vulnerable and at his best, I’ve seen him in every light there is, I’ve seen him happy and sad, angry and peaceful and I love him in every single way…

I sat on the grass and leant against the old oak tree, I closed my eyes, the cool breeze hitting my face gently, taking deep breaths I tried to calm myself down it worked for a little while, but flashes of memories with Frank kept running through my mind and all my feelings and all the anger came rushing back to me, it’s hard to think life could go from perfect to complete shit in a matter of minutes, I certainly didn’t think it was possible until just now, I sat in silence for a few more minutes but my thoughts were interrupted by the vibrations of my phone in my pocket, I opened my eyes and pulled out the phone, mom was calling, I rolled my eyes and ignored it, leaving it lying on the grass beside me, over the next hour or so I kept getting more calls, none of them had Mikey’s ringtone so I assumed they were from my mom so I ignored them all not really wanting to talk to anyone right now.

Mikey’s POV

Mom and I were sitting quietly in the lounge when we heard Linda shout at Frank, and ten minutes later she came down stairs, burst into the room and glared at my mother “I assume you know your son is homosexual.” She said with a disgusted look on her face, mom nodded “Of course I do Linda, and I hope you’ll respect my son’s wishes.” She nodded “Yes I respect your sons wishes, but Frank, oh no, your Gerard’s manipulated his fragile, broken mind and now he says he’s gay, well I don’t plan on letting him be around that kind of thing anymore.” She stated, I was speechless, I looked to mom but words had failed her too, Gerard shouted from the hall way that he was going out but no one answered, no one said a word, the front door slammed shut and there was a heavy silence and the tension grew stronger by the second, mom stood up from the sofa and glared back at Linda “You’re blaming Gerard for Frank’s homosexuality? If Frank’s gay, then he probably has been for a long time, don’t you dare tell me that my son is manipulative! He’d never do that to anyone, all he’s done for Frank is helped him and if it wasn’t for Gerard, Frank would still be in the state he was when you brought him here! So if you’re going to blame Gerard , if you’re going to be so arrogant and homophobic be my guest but you’re no longer welcome in this household, so I suggest you leave. Linda nodded “Well that’s fine, because I bought two tickets for the red eye back to California tonight because I knew you’d fuck things up Donna!” she shouted, I stared wide eyed, mom looked to me and then back to Linda “I won’t let Frank leave with a woman like you.” She stated, I leant over a little and noticed Frank hiding behind the door frame to the lounge listening in, but neither mine or his mother noticed his presence so the argument pressed on “I’m his mother, you have no right in what I do with my son, he’s my property, he’s coming home with me tonight and he is not gay.” She stated bluntly, I saw the look on moms face and she had just completely lost it “HE’S NOT YOUR PROPERTY LINDA, HE’S A HUMAN BEING, YOU TALK ABOUT HIM LIKE HE’S SOME PIECE OF FURNITURE, BUT HE’S NOT, HE’S A BOY WITH FEELINGS AND YOU’RE JUST TOO ARROGANT TO SEE THAT THE WAY YOU RULE OVER HIM AND DOMINATE HIS LIFE, YOUR VIEWS ON BEING GAY AND RESTRICTING HIM FROM EVERYTHING A YOUNG BOY NEEDS, YOU’RE HURTING HIM, AND YOU BEING HIS MOTHER NEED TO REALISE YOU’RE WRONG AND HELP YOUR SON.” Mom shouted but Linda stood emotionless, staring speechless at mom, and continued staring even when mom turned around and walked into the kitchen mumbling a “poor Frankie” under her breath, Linda then turned viciously on her heels and walked out of the room and up the stairs, a few minutes later Frank walked into the room, converse on his feet, iPod and phone in his pocket and jacket on, he looked at me and smiled weakly, his eyes were red and puffy from crying “Frank, you don’t have to go y’know…” I stated, mom walked back into the room, Frank started playing with his jacket awkwardly “I know, but…it’s for the best, it will cause you less trouble, it’s better if I go, no one gets hurt then…” he trailed off “But you’ll get hurt…” mom stated concern flooding her face, Frank looked to her “I don’t really care for myself anymore…” he muttered before walking out of the room and heading upstairs, I got up and ran after him, when I got to his room he was sitting on the bed, his suitcase packed beside him “Frank, what about Gerard, leaving him will kill him…” I pointed out, he looked to the floor “He’ll survive and he’ll move on…” he said bluntly, I sighed heavily “fine, I tried.” I said before leaving the room, when I left the room I went to text Gerard but my battery was low, so I went into moms room and grabbed her cell from the dresser and dialled Gerard’s number but I didn’t get an answer so I kept trying, and trying and trying, until Linda came into the hallway carrying her suitcases, but they hadn’t been un packed, so for a while I wondered what had taken her so long until I saw her eyes as she walked down the stairs, they were red and puffy and tears stained her cheeks, she carried her stuff downstairs and shouted around the house for Frank to join her by the door, I tried to call Gerard one last time but again he didn’t answer, so I headed downstairs where Frank and his mother were standing by the door, Linda looking out for a cab and Frank staring down the corridor with a saddened expression on his face, I walked down the stairs and he looked at me “I’m gonna miss you.” I said and I pulled him into a hug, he took a deep breath “I’m gonna miss you too.” I smiled weakly at him “Is there any sign of Gerard?” he asked, I shook my head, he sighed heavily “Oh well, I guess it’s best he doesn’t see me go, it might upset him more than it should…” he trailed off “Cabs here!” Linda shouted, she opened the door and almost ran out of the house, mom joined Frank and I in the corridor “Frank, if you ever need to get away, you give me a call and I’ll get you a flight over okay?” she asked, Frank nodded and smiled weakly, a tear sliding down his cheek, before hugging her tightly “Thank you” he muttered before letting go and walking out of the door, half way down the yard he turned back to me “Mikey, Tell Gerard that I Lo-tell him I said goodbye” he stuttered midsentence as if he was about to say something else, but I couldn’t tell what, but I nodded and waved him off as he turned around and got into the cab with his suitcase. And then they went, it felt like life went in slow motion at that point, I felt like I watched the cab drive down the street for hours, but it was only seconds, mom shut the door and we both sighed heavily and mom spoke as she exhaled “Gerard’s not going to take this well…”