Worth Living For // Frerard FanFiction (Completed)

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Gerards P.O.V
My arm was stuck around Frank as I woke up that Saturday.
He was warm, the only warmth in my life at the moment.
Around him I didn't have to be fake, I didn't have to be the Jacket slut, I could just be Gerard.
He started moving in his sleep.
He ended up on his other side with his arm around my stomach and since I had moved in sync with him onto my back in hopes to not waking him, with his head on my chest.

I put my hand on his messy head and started scratching and running my hand through his hair, it was so soft.
I noticed the few tattoos he had on his hand.

"Goodmorning" his voice croaked.
My hand snapped from his head, god forbid I show any affection.

"Hey" I acted like I had just woken up.

"Sorry I'm on you" he proceeded to get up.

"No, no it's fine"

"Did you have a good sleep" he asked.

"Just a night full of broken dreams" I smiled.

"I had a dream I was a guitarist for a famous emo band"

"You want to be in a band?"

"Oh yea, it's been my dream since I was 11"

"Oh cool"

We got up and wondered what to do with our lazy Saturday morning.

"Wanna go to the ferris wheel in the city?"

"Chesterman eye?"

"Yea that one" he smiled.

"I mean it's a long drive"

"Oh well, more time I can spend with you"

My cheeks went pink.

"Okay, let's go then"

-

The drive wasn't awkward like it was with Mikey or Ray, it was fun.
We blasted our favorite bands, and we sung like no one was watching.
We laughed and smiled so much my cheeks were shaking.

"Can we stop for some food" he whined.

"Sure" I rolled my eyes "where"

"Mmm I don't knoww" he stretched.

"How about just some simple McDonald's?"

"Okayy"

We drove in and ordered.
He ordered a burger, and I ordered some pancakes.
We both also got thickshakes.

-

We sat in our car over looking the view that we had stopped at.
"Okay, okay. What's your favorite food"? He asked

"Mmm pizza"

"Basic answer" he scoffed.

"Fine Mr. Fancy, what's yours"

"...pizza" he looked down and laughed.

-

"We are finally here" I said as we pulled up to the wheel.

"Its literally nightime" Frank said.

"I guess we will have to book a hotel"

-

"2 tickets please" I ordered.

We got into our carriage and the person said we had 5 rounds.

We got to the top of the wheel on the first round and admired the view, it was gorgeous.

"G-gerard, it's really h-high" Frank said clinging onto me.

"Do you want to get off?"

"No, I'm just a little shaky"

His body warmth radiated onto my cold skin.

By the fourth round Frank had gotten used to it and let go.
I needed to make this special.
We went down, and as we were going up I decided it was time.

"Hey frank"

He looked at me

"Yea"

I looked at the floor biting my tongue.
My eyes drifted up and met his.
Slowly I leant in, and so did he.
My breathing was abnormally loud.
I felt his breath on my lips.

"Right time to get off boys" I was snapped out of our trance.
We had reached the bottom already.
I got out and walked over the the bridge that overlooked the ocean.

The salt in the air landed on my lips and made them salty as I licked them.

"Hey G, you okay?" He ran up behind me.

"I'm fine" he said, not moving.

He wrapped his arms around my back and rested his head on my back.

"No, NO!" I shrugged him off.

"Wh- I'm sorry"

"No it's not you! It's me, it's this" I yelled.

He looked down.

"I don't deserve this Frank, I don't deserve you"

"Yes you do! Why would you think that"

"Because this!" I pointed at my hair.
"And this!" Pointed at my jacket.
"This isn't me Frank, okay. You like the red hair, you like the jackets and the cocky behaviour! But this isn't me"

"It doesn't matter who you are to me, I lo- Like you whoever you choose to be" He stuttered.

"You haven't seen the real me, the straughtened black hair, the skin tight black clothes"

"Gerard! I. DONT. CARE"

He turned me around by pulling my shoulder towards him.
I was leaning on the edge of the railing.
He took each side of my collar into his hands and smashed himself into me.
His soft lips were on my chapped ones.
His lip ring was cold and just added to the feeling.
I wrapped my arms around his lower back and pulled him even closer into me.
There was no space between us.
The salt on his lips was bitter to the taste, I didn't care, he craved me the way I craved him.....his touch.
I longed for this moment.

-

"A hotel for two please" he said to the counter lady.

"March up to Room 22 and enjoy your stay"

We nodded and walked into the elevator hand in hand.
We made no eye contact, And not because it was awkward, but because it was better with no intereaction.

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