I'm Gonna Save You - Frerard 5

"Okay, I'll ask him." Mikey said to the person on the other line of the phone. "Gee, Ray ask if you wanna go for a coffee or something like that, he misses you."

Gerard glared up from his comic and saw his little brother stand at the other end of the couch.

He had pretty much only been outside in their garden or at least very close the house the last month and he was oddly enough fine with that.
Ray was one of his best friends and he hadn't told him about the project with getting sober. His friends had been over a few times, but because it was summer they preferred to be outside, maybe down at the beach or stuff like that.

Gerard smiled at his brother and said he would go if he came too. Mikey nodded and agreed to meet down at the nearest Starbucks with Ray and their friend Bob.

About ten minutes later the brothers left and Gerard smiled when the wind blow his hair out is a giant mess. Normally he would get pissed when it happened, but now he just enjoyed the lovely weather.

Walking into Starbucks, Gerard and Mikey was greeted by their two friends sitting in a booth.
After almost an hour the friends had talked about everything but why Gerard was staying inside the house. They knew Gerard well enough to know that if he wanted them to know he would just tell them right away.

At one point Gerard slowly started zoning out and looked out the window, up at the sky. He smiled slightly and ran his gaze over the people walking on the street.
Something then made him freeze and he stared outside the window with big eyes. The others noticed it and Mikey slowly whispered, "Gerard?"

Gerard ignored him and a few seconds after he was jumping out the booth and ran outside. The kid was wearing a blood red leatherjacket.
The boy didn't look up from the ground when Gerard ran against him. Accidently smashing into him the boy throwed a confused fist and hit Gerard's jaw.

"OOOW FUCKING HELL!" Gerard shouted and grabbed his jaw in pain. The boy gave him an evil glare before clapping his hand on his mouth.

"Oh my god, it's you.." Frank gasped. Gerard couldn't read his expression and wondered if he was happy or upset to see him.

When Gerard didn't say anything, Frank slowly removed his hand and stuttered, "He-hey.."

"Hi." Gerard said and smiled slightly. Frank eyed him for a few seconds before looking him deeply in the eyes, Gerard felt his heart jump out of his chest.

"Did you take my advice?" Frank asked seriously. Gerard looked down into the ground and said, "I'm trying…"

"How long?" Frank lowered himself a little, trying to catch Gerard's eyes. Gerard furrowed his eyebrows confused, "How long..?"

".. have you been sober?" Gerard looked surprised up with his mouth slightly open. "How did you even know I have been?"

"You're fatter.." Frank giggled and Gerard blushed. He actually had gained some weight, healthy weight though.

"From the night I met you." Gerard said. "Good, keep up the good work, man." Frank smiled and started walking, giving Gerard's back a pat.

Gerard looked confused up and turned around to see the boy go around the corner. Gerard took himself together and ran after him. When he turned at the corner he couldn't see Frank anywhere. There were a lot of people though, so he narrowed his eyes and started searching.
He sighed as he dropped the hand from his jaw and ran in between the many people, trying to find Frank again. He couldn't believe he had actually seen the kid again and then he just walked off.
Little prick.. Little gorgeous, awesome prick.. Gerard thought, but fast shook the thought out.

He ran in many different directions and got further and further away from his brother and friends.
Seeing a bench, he ran over to it and jumped on it so he could look over the people and maybe get an eye on Frank.

When he didn't see anything he jumped down and sighed sadly. He really wished he could have a chance to talk with him.

Slowly starting to walk Gerard kept his head low. After what seemed like a pretty long time, Gerard looked up and noticed a street sign that he didn't recognize. He furrowed his eyebrows and turned around in a circle.
Fuck, he thought, he was lost.

Eyeing the streets good he thought he had a good idea where he came from and started walking that way. It was starting to get dark when Gerard fell back on a bench. He had walked for hours, but he just couldn't find his way back. And he didn't have any money for the bus.

After a while he got back on his feet and noticed he was getting into a slum. He shivered slightly, it was creepy as hell.

He looked around and stopped when he saw what looked like a red jacket turn around a corner.

He fast walked over to it and when he turned the corner the only thing he saw was a dark alley. He sighed and was about to turn back when he felt someone grab his collar and press their lips against his.