I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 1"Mum, Dad, I'm gay"I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 18 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I watched as my mother's face contorted into a series of different expressions, from mild surprise to understanding to disappointment. My father, on the other hand, looked like he was having a hard time trying not to explode.
"No." he stated firmly through gritted teeth. "My son - my only son - is not... gay." He stood up and nodded his head, as if to confirm that his statement was true.
I was worried that this would happen. My father had never been too accepting of homosexuals. "Yes Dad, I am. I'm sorry if y-"
"Don't you DARE talk back to me!" he cut me off. "We have to do something about this. I will not have a queer living under my roof!"
I was as disgusted at him as he appeared to be at me. "Maybe I'll move out then!" I snarled.
My father laughed at this. "Yeah, go live with your boyfriend, Frank!"
"You know what? I think I will! At least he cares about me!"
Ha. He didn't see that one coming. I smirked to myself.
Thunder - A Frerard One-shotI turned gently in my sleep, dreaming about the new song Frank and I were writing for the band. My dreams predicted it was going to be hit.Thunder - A Frerard One-shot4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I was rudely awakened from my sleep by a loud crashing noise coming from outside the tour bus. I sat up and looked out the window.
"Bloody thunderstorms" I mumbled to myself, still half asleep. I lay back down and attempted to get back to my dreams but I knew the thunder wouldn't allow it.
I lay still for a while dozing.
I heard someone else shuffling around on the other side of the bus. Frank.
He was terrified of thunderstorms, they scared the hell out of him. I immediately felt bad for not thinking about him sooner. He must have been terrified, the storm had been going on for at least half and hour, and Frank had trouble sleeping anyway, even without the added noise of the storm.
"Frankie?" I whispered into the darkness.
"Gerard is that you?" came the soft reply from the direction of Franks bunk.
"Yeah, are you alright with the storm Frank?" I as
I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 4I woke up to the sound of my mobile ringing.I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 48 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Frank?" I heard Bob ask, "Where the Hell are you?" I checked my clock. Damn, it was past ten in the morning! Why hadn't I heard my alarm? I must have forgotten to set it last night.
"Er, in bed. My alarm didn't go off."
"Well come to school quickly!"
"Okay, okay!" What was up with him?
When I got to school it was already lunchtime. Yeah, I know. I had a problem finding clean clothes.
"There he is!" shouted Mikey to Bob and Gerard. I walked over to them and frowned,
"That's the problem; we don't know!" exclaimed Bob. "We think something's happened to him."
As soon as school finished we called Ray's mobile. When he didn't answer, we called his home phone number. His mother answered.
"H-hello?" she sounded like she had been crying.
"Mrs Toro?" I asked - we were calling on my phone, "Is Ray okay?"
She sobbed. "No. He-he - come over to the hospital and I... I'll talk to you there. I just came home to get some sleep, b-but I
I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 2There were halloween decorations everywhere; jack-o-lanterns were sitting on the front porch and cobwebs covered most of the windows. I was sitting in the lounge when the doorbell rang. I rushed over to answer it to find my four best friends standing there. I invited them in and fetched them all drinks.I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 28 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I sat down between my closest friend, Gerard Way, and his younger brother Mikey. Mikey needed to wear glasses, because his eyesight wasn't too good. He was good-looking though. He was seventeen, like me. Gerard, however, was beautiful. He had long black hair and beautiful golden-hazel coloured eyes. He was dressed as a vampire for the occasion, of course. He was half a year older than me. He's been my friend longer than anyone else has. Oh yeah, I'm also in love with him. But he has a girlfriend. It's kind of awkward, really. I know it's not just some crush, because I've had these feelings for him for the last two years now.
"Hey Frank! You gonna open your presents now?" A blonde boy ca
I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 5"Gerard?"I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 57 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He shook his head, not looking at me. I touched my hand to his back tentatively, letting it rest there when he didn't pull away.
"Gerard," I started, but then I stopped. What could I tell him to make him feel better? I had no idea, "I really don't know what to say. I mean, it's as big a shock to me as it is to you. I cou -"
"It's just that everything's happening all at once," he cut in, "I'm really confused."
He looked up at me, eyes shining with tears, "Frankie, I have... I have something to tell you. I - you, I mean... here."
He leaned forwards and pressed his lips against mine gently. He pulled away, biting his lip.
I was speechless. So Gerard did like me like that. I must have given him the wrong impression, though, as he moved away.
"Sorry Frankie, I -"
"No. Don't be." I smiled at him, "Gerard, I feel the same."
He looked up at me and smiled.
"Guys!" Bob called, "They're letting us see Ray now! He's gonna be okay!"
I grinned at Gerard. He laughed, holding
I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 3The next morning I woke up at around 8:47 am, and I realised I was going to be late for school. I cursed and got ready. I tried brushing my brown hair, but in the end just decided to leave it and headed to school.I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 38 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When I finally arrived, the bell hadn't rung yet, so I walked over to Bob and Gerard.
"Hey," I greeted, "Where're Mikey and Ray?"
Gerard shrugged, "As far as I know, they're tired from that other party they went to last night. That's what Mikey told me."
Bob laughed. "They shouldn't have gone. We had loads of fun at Frank's party."
"Yeah," Gerard said, smiling to himself, "Yeah, we did."
We heard the bell ring and headed to our first class.
At lunch, I sat with Gerard and Bob outside under a tree. We had been talking about our classes and homework, when Bob stood up.
"I just remembered," he said, "I need to go meet Sarah inside today. I'll see you after school, 'kay?"
We nodded and he left. Sarah was Bob's girlfriend. She was nice, but we just never hung out with her. Not