Gerard P.O.V

There we were, standing in my empty motel room. All of my personal belongings were nestled next to Frank's in my car. Everything left in the room belonged to the hotel. I couldn't help feeling slightly emotional, wiping a happy tear from my eye. Frank slid into my line of vision, frowning at me adorably.

"Why are your crying?" His forehead was furrowed, lips bunched together in a little pout.

"Because, I never thought that I would leave this place. I thought that I'd be loving here until way, way way into my fifties. Now look at me, I'm twenty-five with a boyfriend and a baby. Both care about me, and my parents understand why I am the way I am. I don't think that life could get any better." I said, bursting out into tears- laughing at the same time. His face softened, his arms wrapping around my waist. I rocked him slowly from side to side, feeling my happy tears dribble down my face. For once, I wasn't ashamed of crying.

"You know, I never thought that I would actually be living at twenty-one." He chuckled, I peeled him off him to shoot him a confused look. "With the amount of alcohol I consume- consumed, on a daily basis, I didn't think that my liver and my kidneys would want to go on anymore." He joked, I rolled my eyes playfully, wiping my eyes with the back of my hand.

We laid down together on that motel together, cherished the old life that we had there. Now, we had something beautiful to look forward to. We had a baby, enough money to buy five houses and eleven cars- but that didn't matter to the both of us. As long as we had somewhere safe for us to bring up Campbell, close to my parents, then I wouldn't care if we lived in a dingy apartment. He rolled over, climbing on top of me smiling like an idiot. I squeezed him so hard that he was laughing through the discomfort. I picked him up, carrying him over my shoulder to the door. His legs were kicking, whilst he laughed uncontrollably. I dropped him outside so that nobody would suspect anything between us, trying my hardest not to hold his hand as we walked to the reception together.

He rang the bell, and a woman came scurrying out. She smiled at the sight of Frank, probably recognising him from earlier.

"Hi there, how can I help?" She asked, smile growing bigger, showing her bright white teeth. I slid the keys over to her, she nodded, taking them. "You must be his brother in law then, I imagine?" She asked, I hesitated.

"Uh yeah-"

"He's helping to move my stuff out. He had a room here where he kept his clothes and stuff whilst he was decorating." Frank was such a convincing liar, I smiled to keep up appearances.

"Well, you look after that little baby and your wife won't you? It's been a pleasure housing you." She nodded, I turned on my heel, directing Frank out of the lobby.

We immediately burst into a fit of giggles, linking each other's arm.
"I'll look after your sister, my wife then shall I?" I joked, he punched me in the arm playfully. I kissed him on the forehead, looking around to check that we were alone before I did. Then he sank into the driver's seat of his battered car, I really want to buy him a better one, I thought to myself. I grinned evilly, pulling out of the parking lot first so that he knew where he was going. I switched on the radio, tapping my hands against the steering to the sound of whatever the song was.
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I knew that we were nearing my hometown. The city scenery had already vanished, and my car was surrounded by greenery and fond memories. The forests, the parks, the lake- all of which Campbell would be going to whether he liked it or not. I could imagine a little blonde-haired, blue-eyed boy toddling through the trees, falling in mud and digging up worms. I chuckled, looking at the town sign briefly as I passed it. It's jagged edges looking better and better with every thought. I glanced in my side mirrors every now and again to check whether or not Frank was there- he was, and he was taking in the scenery.

Passing through town, I seemed to notice more and more familiar faces. They were about to get more familiar, especially since Frank and I would be living in somewhere. Although, it would be away from the main town so that nobody would be spying on us. Oh how I wished that being gay was okay to them all- they just needed to be educated a little better. In time, everything would be legalised- marriage, I meant. And then, Frank and I would be able to do whatever the hell we wanted. Whether that he holding hands in public, adopting a million babies, or, getting married.

That thought excited me. He could share my name, and all of our little babies could be dressed up. I grabbed my steering wheel in excitement, turning down a road full of old shops. He was still behind me, as I turned down a road that lead a little way back from the centre of town. I stopped outside of my parents' house, admiring how pristine everything looked. My mom was stood in the window, rocking Campbell. She smiled, waving his little arm at me. I heard the slam of Frank's door as he stood outside, looking up at the house in awe.

"Like it?" I asked, turning to face him. He grinned, looking more beautiful than ever,

"I want to live somewhere like this."
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Song Of The Chapter- Dirty Laundry by All Time Low (My daddies <3)

A.N
I'm meeting my all time daddies in like less than ten days and I already want to like die a little :D

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