Gerard pushed another finger into me. He pulled it out slowly and pushed it in, slowly, and again and so on. He added a third. Same thing. Slowly going in and out.

"Gee!" I moaned as he curled his fingers while they were inside me. He smirked at me. I stuck my tongue out at him. He kept hitting my prostate. "Cheeky bastard, your, Uh, gonna make, oh god, me, oh, cum before you even, oohh, get inside me." He is not making this easy!

"Go ahead." He leaned over and started sucking my dick. He swirled his soft tongue around my tip and licked it base to tip. I started bucking my hips. His three lube-slicked fingers were still going in and out of me.

"Gee, I'm gonna cum!" i say. "FUCK GERARD!" I yell as I came. Gerard licked every last drop up.

He sits up. Puts the condom on, slicks his dick with lube, aligns himself with me, and pushes in slowly. It hurt.

"Please, start moving! Please." Gerard nods. Next thing I know, He is pounding in and out of me fast and long and hard. "Oh Frankie, you feel so good. Holy shit, babe." he groans. "Fuck gee. Oh, God, yes right there! Oh Hell yes!" he pounds me harder and faster as soon as he knew he was hitting my prostate. "Oh fuck." I say. Gerard starts stroking me. "Cum with me, Frankie." He says. And I do. "FUCK!" I scream.

Gerard moaned loudly as he came into the condom.

He pulled out and took the condom off, tossing it into my garbage can next to the doorway.

Gerard collapsed beside me as I am trying to catch my breath. "Fucking Hell, Gerard."

He smiles and wraps his arms around me. "You know," he says after a moments silence. "Hm?" "We should get dressed before your mom comes home."

I nod.

We get up off of my comfy ass bed and throw on our clothes.

I fall back onto my bed and Gerard follows, wrapping his arms around me. I turn and cuddle into his chest.

This is nice. But it seems all too real. I mean, me, Frank Iero, one of America's most emo teenagers, be with such a funny, hot, cute, and lovable guy? Wow. It's too good to be true but it is.

"Frankie?" The sound of Gerard's voice knocks me out of my thoughts. "Yeah?" I look up at him.

"I Love you." he says with a smile. "I love you too. Forever and always?" I ask. "Forever and always." He brought his lips to mine. We pulled away and I close my eyes, again cuddling Gerard's chest.

***

I guess I really fell asleep because I woke up and fell off the bed, straight onto my fucking ass to a high pitched scream.

I jumped to my feet. In the doorway stood a girl with her black hair and wearing black thigh high boots with a heel and a black and pink dress.

"Frankie?" She asked. "Who the fuck are you and why are you in my house?" I yelled.

"You don't remember me? Its hasn't even been a year."

I studied her. I do not recognize this person.

"I ask again: Who. The. Fuck. Are. You?"

"It's Jamia! Omg Frank. We lose contact for some time and you forget about me." She sees Gerard. "You forgot about your ex. The girl you know Is the only one you'll ever love."

"Fuck off. And get out of my room. If your staying for whatever the fuck reason, take your"pretty" princess bags to the damn guest room."

Jamia used to be my best friend. We dated at one point. I told her I love her. We had a huge argument about her moving. I wrote her a song and broke up with her.

"I don't love you like I loved you yesterday." I said to her.

"What the fuck ever. Who the hell is sleeping with you? A guy?" She asked. A look up if pure disgust on her face.

"Yes. This is my boyfriend. Gerard, meet Jamia. Jams, this is Gerard. The guy I actually love." Jamia glared at me.

"So, would you please get your shit out of my room?" I asked. "Nope." She popped the p in her answer. "Ok. Look, you either take your shit out of here or I throw it out of the fucking window. And I saw a nice big mud puddle that max made earlier right below my window. Which is open." I threatened.

Her eyes widened and she rushed to get everything the hell out.

I pinched the bridge of my nose as soon as she left. "I'm gonna ask mom for a lock." I sighed. No one respects my privacy! Like at my old apartment, I lived in a small closet. But at least I had a curtain and my mom respected me!

My god.

Gerard wrapped his strong arms around me.

"Wanna take a walk?" He asked. "I don't trust her. She-" we heard the front door slam. I looked out my window. Yep. She walked away.

"Yeah let's go. I have a key and she doesn't! Ha."

Well, she is locked out until my mom gets home.

***

Gerard and I walked up to the closest park.

It was small but nice. Like for talking, playing, picnics and stuff like that.

We sat down at one of the picnic tables.

"Frankie, who is she?" He asked, taking both my hands in between his. "Jamia Nestor. She was my best friend all my life. We both went to the other high school together before I moved. In junior year, she and her family found out that some cousin or something was sick and they moved to some other state.

"She's back for unknown reasons. And no, I don't recognize her. She has changed. Inside and out. She used to be the sweetest thing. Yes, we dated for a while. But when she came over to tell me on person that she was leaving, I came out to her. She was disgusted. I always thought she was okay with that stuff. But when she lashed out at me over it, I wrote her a song and sang it to her.

"And that's how I broke up with her." I finished explaining Jamia to Gerard and realized I was crying.

It hurts, having your best friend not be on your side.

Especially when you've been there for them in their toughest times. When they need you most.

Gerard wrapped his arms around me to help calm me down.

We stayed like this for a few minutes and decided to head back to my house.

When we were just down the street, a car almost hit us. Gerard and I got out of the way. Buuuuuut we were already on the sidewalk. What the fuck?

The car went to the end of the street, turned around, and disappeared around the corner.

That was... odd...

We shrugged and arrived at my house, unlocked the door, went inside and re locked it. We don't need Jamia in here right now.

Gerard and I got comfy on the couch and turned on a movie.

We were about halfway through when there was a knock at the door.

I got up, attempting not to disturb an adorable, sleeping Gerard.

There was another knock.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Heh, not that they could hear me.

I opened the door to see two police officers. And they both had grim looks on their faces.

"Can... can I help you?" My voice shook with every word.

"Are you Frank Iero?" One asked. I nodded nervously.

"May we come in, there's something you need to know." The taller of the two said. One was a shorter woman, a little taller than me, with brown hair and a kind face.

The taller one was a man with a deep booming voice.

By now, Gerard had gotten up and joined me at the door. He sensed my uneasiness and came to my rescue. "May I say identification, officers?" He asked calmly. They both pulled out their badges. Gerard nodded and gently pulled me away from the door to let the officers in.

We all walked into the living room. Gerard had already paused the movie.

"How can we help you?" He asked.

"Its about Linda Iero. She was in a car accident. She is at the hospital in intensive care as we speak." The woman said.

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Hope you like the cliffhanger.

Will Linda be okay?

What is Jamia doing here?

Will she make a move on Frank?

Hey. Alex here. So I pulled this out of my ass at the last minute. I am so sorry I haven't updated this in a while. But I will try to more often.

So I hope you guys are doing alright. STAY SAFE!!!

Xoalex