I Wish You Were Mine - Frerard, Chapter 4I awoke to a sleeping Gerard and a sharp, loud knock on my bedroom door.
"Frank, wake the fuck up man! We can't find Gerard, you know where he is?!" I heard Mikey yell from outside my bedroom door. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
"Gee, uh, Gerard baby, wake up." I whispered gently in Gerard's ear. He groaned and opened his eyes, to a view of me shushing him.
"Uh, Mikey, gimme a minute." I moaned. "Gerard er, passed out in my room last night. He's fine now. We were writing some new songs and we just ended up passing out I guess... we'll be outside with you guys in a minute." Mikey's sigh of relief was audible to the whole bus; honestly, he'd probably die if his brother wasn't around for even a day. Thank fuck I got out of that one. "Gee, baby, seriously, wake up now. If they find us like this we're fucked!" I said quietly to Gerard. "Mleeeeergh, fine, pass me my jeans." he replied groggily.
As we headed out from my room, I took note that it was almost 1pm. Damn, we had slept in. I could see why Mikey
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I left the gathering of my bandmates around the breakfast table soon after I'd finished my coffee. I headed back to my room, and almost by instinct, picked up my guitar and began to play. I was just messing around on some chords, and ended up playing what was to be the beginning of The Only Hope For Me Is You.
I started to hum a tune which fitted my chord sequence, and subsequently used some lyrics I'd written long ago for the chorus, because they fitted perfectly.
I heard a shy knock at my door. I quickly stopped playing and singing, and walked over to find Gerard waiting outside. "Hey Gee, what do you want?" I asked playfully.
"Well, I heard you playing and singing, it sounded awesome. I haven't heard it before - I'm guessing you just came up with it?" he questioned.
"Heh, yeah, thanks Gee." my face turned a vague beetroot colour at Gee's complement. Seemingly ignoring the colour of my face, Gerard plonked himself on my bed. "Hey, teach me the chorus, we could work out a harmony for
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*This entire fic is gonna be in Frank's point of view.*
"I'LL KISS YOUR LIPS, A-GAAA-IAIIAAAN!" Gerard screamed at the top of his voice. I decided this was time for one of our stage-kisses, to please the fans. Of course, it's not like I didn't enjoy them more than I should have. I walked up to him, grabbed his face, and forced my tongue down his throat. Our tongues intertwining for those brief few seconds felt like ecstasy, and as he pushed me playfully away I was very glad to have my guitar to cover my boner.
We played the rest of the set which went amazingly, and as we walked off stage, Ray said to me: "Dude! That was the best set we've done yet! I think the fans were mainly so hyped up because you and Gerard made out again, though..." he trailed off. I shrugged, and mumbled something about it being to please the fans and that I knew full well about the fact that Gerard is getting married in a few weeks. That news still hasn't sunk in. The man I'm in love with, getting married to som