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Frerard One Shot

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I ran up to Gerard onstage during Ray's solo. I leaned into him and opened my mouth to speak but before I said a word he had a hand in my hair and his tongue thrust down my throat. I didn't know what to do. So I let go of my guitar to pull him closer to me. As soon as I got my arm around his waist we both realized he had to sing again. He let go of my hair and pushed me away. I ran back over to my side of the stage and kept playing, pushing the moment to the back of my mind for later analization.

After the show...

Did he really mean it? Or was it all just for the fans? Every single time he does it I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I knew that if he wasn't careful I might not be able to stop next time. God sometimes he just gets carried away. One of these times I won't be able to stop onstage and then what? Then everyone will know the truth. Everyone will know that I love him. And the fans will never get enough of it. And the press will never leave us alone about it. But I can't get enough of him... And how would he react if he knew the truth? Does he love me back? Or will he think I'm a freak and never speak to me again? I could never let that happen. He's just... so....

"Frankie!" Gerard burst through the door and jumped on Frank who had been lying on the floor of the tour bus.

"Gee what the hell!" Frank laughed as the older man started tickling him. "Gerard stop it!" Frank couldn't stop laughing.

"Aww come on Frankie. You know you like it," Gerard laughed then jumped off of Frank and stood back, staring at him.

"What?" Frank asked, a small smile on his lips.

Gerard raised a finger to his lips and motioned with a finger for Frank to stay put.

"Gerard what are you doing?"

Gerard ran over to the bus door and looked outside, making sure no one else was there before closing and locking the door. He ran to his bunk and rummaged around for a minute before finding what he was looking for and running back over to Frank. He looked at Frank, who was still sitting on the floor, then plopped down beside him and held out his hand.

"Gee what...," the question was left open as Frank saw what was in Gerard's hand and grabbed the white bottle. There was no label but Frank only had to guess as to what was inside.

"Ecstasy," Gerard smiled as he grabbed the bottle back. "Cost me a pretty penny but I wanted to try it."

Frank just stared at Gerard, astonished. Just when he had been having all these thoughts about Gerard, the man comes onto the tour bus and hands him a reason to start something.

Gerard continued. "I was going to grab them and find a random bar but I figure it'd be safer to do it with someone I know." Gerard opened the bottle and popped out four pills. "The guy told me to take two but four won't hurt," he said as he popped them into his mouth and swallowed.

Frank shook his head and reached for the bottle. "Gerard... I don't think this is a good idea..."

Gerard grabbed the bottle and popped out two more pills. Frank sat back and Gerard held them out. "Come on Frankie. It won't be any fun alone," Gerard pouted and Frank just couldn't say no.

"Fine," he took the pills. "Just... Promise me that nothing either one of us will regret will happen... Okay?" Not like I'd do something I'd regret, thought Frank.

Gerard grinned. "I promise."

Frank eyed him suspiciously and downed the pills. Within five minutes he was feeling their effect.

"Frankie..." Gerard sang sweetly. "How you doing Frankie?"

Gerard was looking at him with lust in his eyes. Frank found it hard not to feel the same way. He smiled at Gerard then stood up slowly.

"I need a drink," he giggled and found the fridge. "Want anything Gee - rard?" Gerard laughed at the funny pronunciation of his name.

"Ya... I want a coke," he laughed and fell to the ground.

Frank grabbed two cokes and stumbled back to Gerard. He plopped onto the floor and tried to open his can. He dropped the other one by Gerard and tried again with both hands. After shaking it and never trying the tab, Frank threw the coke and hit a wall. He laughed and Gerard sat up laughing just as hard.

Gerard didn't even both with his drink.

Frank sat back with his feet out in front of him and his arms supporting his weight. Gerard saw the welcoming pose and dropped to his hands and knees, eyeing Frank.

"Heya Frankie," he growled as he moved closer to Frank. Frank smiled and lay all the way down on the floor. Before he knew it, Gerard was straddling him and ripping his shirt off. Frank gasped as Gerard bit his stomach then traced his tongue over the bitten flesh. Gerard licked Frank's chest as he made his way up to his mouth. There Gerard paused and looked into Frank's eyes.

"Frank.... I ....," Gerard hesitated, not knowing wether or not to say what he was thinking.

Frank smiled. "Gerard. I love you so much." With that, he grabbed Gerard by the back of his head and stuck his tongue into his mouth, kissing him like he's always wanted to. Gerard didn't even try to resist as he thrust his own tongue into Frank's mouth in response.

It seemed like only a second before Frank felt Gerard's hand sliding up the inside of his thigh. He quivered and set his own hands to work on getting Gerard's shirt off.

KNOCK!! KNOCK!!!

"Hey guys! The doors locked, let me in!"

It was Ray.

Just as they were finally getting into it, Ray had to come and ruin everything. Gerard pulled back form the kiss and looked at the door. Then to Frank.

"We don't have to open it you know," he said. The pills worked fast and seemed to already be exiting his system, as his words no longer seemed to be slurred. Did this mean that he really wanted to do this?

Frank thought. 'My god. He does love me? Or at least like me.... So he won't think I'm a freak... Should we keep going? If he takes it all back later we can blame the drugs, right?'

"Guys come on it's fucking cold out here!" Ray was getting impatient.

Gerard thought quickly. "What do you want Ray. Go back to the party!"

"I gotta get my wallet! Now open the door!"

"Where is it?" Frank hollered.

"In my bunk. Under my pillow."

Gerard got up and ran to Ray's bunk, tearing his pillow off the bed. "I can't find it!"

"Just let me in!!!!"

"NO!" Gerard and Frank yelled at the door in unison.

"Come on guys we'll only be a second. Besides, Mikey forgot his jacket and he's shivering," Bob's voice echoed through the bus and Gerard punched the wall.

"Fuck!" He looked to Frank as he buttoned up his shirt. "Find a blanket and cover up. Pretend your sick."

Frank grabbed his shirt and ran to his bunk. As soon as he drove under the covers, he heard Gerard unlock the door and the rest of the guys pile in.

"Geez Gerard. What was it you didn't want us to see?" Bob's voice bellowed.

Frank stayed hidden under his covers as Mikey walked through and reached up to his bunk. After grabbing his coat, Mikey was about to walk away, and then remembered two voices yelling at them from outside the tour bus.

"Hey Bob I found what he was hiding," he pulled back the curtains and Frank recoiled from the light.

"Piss off guys," he threw the covers over his head and leaned away from the light.

Bob came running to see Mikey's discovery. "Awww. What's wrong Frankie?" He laughed as he made room for Ray.

"Was Gerard pushing you too hard offstage?" he laughed.

Gerard's voice carried from the doorway of the bus. "Leave him alone guys, he's sick." His voice seemed angry.

When the curtain went down and the light disappeared, Frank turned to listen to the conversation outside.

"Is he okay Gerard?"

"He's fine. Just caught cold."

"There's extra blankets if he needs them."

"I said he's fine. Now go back to the party. I'll be there soon."

"Shouldn't someone stay with him?"

"Your right, I'll stay."

"No Bob, I'll stay. I'll see you guys in the morning."

"Later Gee."

"Bye Gerard."

"Bye."

The door slammed closed and footsteps were heard walking slowly towards Frank's bunk. By this time all the drugs had worn off. Frank could see straight and there wasn't any weird feeling in the pit of his stomach anymore. The curtains were yanked back once more as Gerard kicked off his boots and scrambled into bed beside Frank.

"Hey babe," Gerard said as he lay down beside Frank and shrugged off his shirt. "Ready to start what we never finished?"

Frank hesitated. "Wait, Gerard. I need to talk to you about something..."

Gerard lay down comfortably and looked seriously at Frank. "I'm listening."

"Gerard.... I really do love you... And all those times that you've kissed me on stage or that I've grabbed your ass... I just... I can't live without you Gerard... I really do love you."

Geard looked back to Frank and smiled. "Frank ever since I laid my eyes on you I knew you were the one for me. Whether you knew it or not, I wanted you and I knew I would have you. Now, here we are. And I want you even more. So Frank. I love you too."

Both boys smiled as their lips locked.

"So your okay with this?" Gerard asks, not wanting to hurt Frank.

"Ya... Lets do it," Frank reached under his bed and pulled out a bottle. There was a seductive glint in his eye as he looked at Gerard and said "Just in case. You never know."

Gerard laughed and fell onto Frank, kissing him hard before pulling back and getting ready for the night they had ahead of them.
I'm dedicating this to :iconAnotherKnifeInMyHands: ... I'm sorry I was being so... Well, for being fucked up last night. Thanks for trying to cheer me up and for caring. Remember that I'm here for you when you need help or if you need to talk okay. :glomp: And thank you so much...
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Bri-Soxx's avatar
that was good!! not sure on the drugs...
they could have managed without!
anyone who doesn't like frerard should feel ashamed!