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Sugar, We're Going Down	By : EmilyRose Category: My Chemical Romance > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2889 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: Two chapters on the same day, whoa! I'm on a roll, ain't I? :P
Anyway, hope you'll like it, I've tried my best.

Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue, don't know, not real, no profit!

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The next day he awoke feeling nervous and stupid. Once again he had dreamt about his best friend. He cursed to himself when he noticed his hard-on. "FUCK!" He said loudly as he walked in to the bathroom to get rid of his… well you know.

He emerged out from there ten minutes later, his hair still damp from the shower he had taken. He sighed to himself as he started getting dressed in a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. He had stopped himself from jacking of to the image of his best friend, and thank god for that. If he had done something like that he would have died. That would have been stepping over a line. Or no, it would have been stepping over EVER line there ever was. He could however not stop himself from imagining his graceful hands, his beautiful eyes and his smile as he finished getting dressed and walked down the stairs to eat breakfast.

All the way to school he thought about his dream, about his feelings, and about his situation. He knew he couldn't go on like this. It hadn't even been two days and he still felt… God he felt awful. He wanted to be honest, he wanted to scream out to the fucking world 'I'M GAY!!!' but he knew he couldn't. He just wasn't brave enough.

He spent the whole day in a daze. English passed without a problem, so did geography and math. Lunch went by quickly, too quickly. And then there was just art before he was going home with Gerard.

"Sit still!" Gerard said for the twentieth time. He was getting more and more annoyed by the second. Really Gerard and Frank didn't have art together, but Gerard had gotten the assignment to draw a portrait, and he knew exactly who he wanted to draw. So he had somehow gotten the permission to get Frank there. Of course he wouldn't finish now, he would have to draw some more at Franks house as well, but still.

Annoyingly Frank seemed to have a problem with sitting still, and Gerard had to tell him again and again not to move.

Frank tried his best not to move, and he apologized every time Gerard told him to sit still. He watched as Gerard frowned and continued drawing without even acknowledging Frank's apology.

This was a great opportunity for Gerard to study Franks face closely without having to worry about anyone suspecting something. He couldn't help but stare at Frank's perfect lips, and the tiny ring he had on his left side. His gaze traveled from his lips to his nose, and nose ring. Gerard smiled slightly as he stared into Frank's eyes. God he could just drown in those amazing eyes. Eyes that looked like they had secrets, like they where hiding something.

He finished drawing the eyes just as Gerard teacher, Mr. Beaumont, walked up behind Gerard to look at his work. He studied it for a while and Frank could notice how tense Gerard became. He figured it must be because his teacher was leaning over his shoulder, and that he was nervous. And yeah sure, that was it, but truth was Gerard was scared. He was scared that his teacher would somehow see, on the picture, how much Frank meant to him. But if he did, Mr. Beaumont didn't say anything.

"I like the eyes, like they're hiding something." The teacher said before turning his gaze to Frank, making him shift uncomfortable. He guessed the teacher just wanted to make sure Gerard was making the picture right, but he still didn't like the comment he had uttered.
Frank was hiding something, and he had no idea it showed that well. After a few moments of Mr. Beaumont staring at Frank he suddenly turned around and left without another word. Frank looked shocked but when he saw Gerard's smile he relaxed a bit.

"Don't worry, he almost never say anything about anybody's' work before it's done." He said trying to make Frank relax. He knew what kind of effect Mr. Beaumont could have on you when you weren't prepared for it.

Too soon class was dismissed and Gerard had to put the pencil down. He loved this, drawing Frank. He refused Frank to see the picture until it was done and quickly put it in his bag.

As Frank got his things from his locker Mikey apologized over and over again about not being able to keep him company. Frank told Mikey over and over that it was fine.
"I'll see you on Monday, okay?" Frank said smiling at Mikey as he closed his locker, and looking over Mikey's shoulder at Gerard who was just walking up to them. "You ready?" Gerard said poking Mikey in the chest while looking at Frank.

"Gerard will you hurry up!" Frank said as they walked from the school-yard. Gerard laughed and ran up to Frank grabbing his hand lightly. "Ooooh Frankie, you in a hurry to get home?" He asked mockingly, but Gerard loathed the way he walked to Frank. He didn't mean to sound like that, he just did.

Frank didn't reply, he just sighed as he continued walking, he didn't even notice that his hand was still in Gerard's before Gerard squeezed his hand. Frank looked down at their hands, and then up at Gerard. But he couldn't look at his friends face because it was turned away. Frank quickly let go of Gerard's hand and looked around to see if anyone had noticed them.

Frank didn't notice the sad and hurt look on Gerard's face as they kept on walking. Frank did his best not to look at Gerard at all as it where. And well, Gerard didn't really want to look at Frank either. He hadn't meant it, it was just a joke. He cursed himself in his head for grabbing his hand like that. "Fuckfuckfuck." He cursed himself over and over. He could feel tears burning behind his eyes but he refused to cry. NO! He had to pretend like nothing was wrong.

They walked quietly for a few moments before Frank took a deep breath. "So, mom bought snacks and stuff for us." He said, not knowing what else to say. Gerard nodded and sneaked a peek of Frank. God he looked so gorgeous with his hair falling in front of his face. And the way Frank was now biting his lips made Gerard blush and turn his gaze away.

"That's nice, we can watch movies and stuff tonight then I guess." Gerard said feeling awkward. This must be the most stupid conversation he and Frank had ever had, and they had talked about much stupider things then this. For instance what they would save if aliens invaded Newark and so on.

"Where will I sleep?" Gerard asked, suddenly curious. Sure he had slept over at Frank's house before, but never just him. Then they used to sleep in the basement the whole gang on mattresses and stuff. Gerard ran a hand through his hair nervously as he waited for Frank to reply.

"Well I guess we could sleep in my room, like put a mattress in there or something." He said holding his breath and waiting for Gerard's answer. Why had he said that? Oh Christ, he was stupid. If it had been Mikey, or Ray or anyone, there had been no questions asked. They would've slept in Frank's room, and that was it. But now he felt nervous and stupid for even suggesting it.

"Yeah cool." Was all Gerard said, but it was enough for Frank's heart to beat so much faster.

Finally they reached Franks house, it felt like they had been walking forever. They had been able to get over the awkwardness and that was great. They where talking about this and that when they walked into Franks house.

"I'M HOME!" Frank yelled as loud as he could causing Gerard to laugh.
"Dude, there's no one home." He said taking of his shoes. Frank smiled at him and shrugged.
"I know." Gerard had to give Frank a push for his stupidity, which caused Frank to push him back. Soon they where in the living room having a full-blown pillow war. A war that Gerard was winning since he was much bigger, stronger and taller then Frank.

"Okay okay I give in just get off me fatass!" And there it was. A word Frank never meant to escape his lips. He hadn't meant it like that, but the power that word had over Gerard showed instantly. In a matter of seconds Gerard had gotten off him and sat on the floor, looking the other way. Frank didn't think Gerard was fat, he thought he was beautiful. But he knew Gerard thought he was fat, maybe because many of the jocks said he was.

Frank scooted over to Gerard on the floor and laid a hand on his shoulder. He felt Gerard flinch from his touch, but he didn't draw his hand back.
"Gee, I didn't mean that." He said, trying to hide the fact that he had tears in his eyes. Gerard wasn't even trying to hide his tears. He just let them fall down his cheeks as he tried to find the right words.

"I know you didn't, but it's true." He choked out before he started sobbing. God he felt so stupid, he never cried. At least not in front of anyone. He felt like a girl, like a stupid little teenage emo girl. He didn't dare to look at Frank, but he could hear him leaning closer. And then he could feel him embrace him in a hug.

"You're not fat, you're gorgeous." Frank mumbled as he held Gerard in his arms. God he wanted to stay like that forever. It was perfect. He could feel Gerard's breath on his neck, and he could smell his hair.

"I'm not gorgeous." Gerard sobbed.
"You're beautiful." Frank said, even though he knew he was out on deep water right now. How was he supposed to explain this to Gerard later? Calling him gorgeous and beautiful. Fuck was he ever screwed now.

"You are." Gerard said as the tears slowed down. He shouldn't have said it, but what was he supposed to do? The boy he was madly in love with was holding him, telling him how beautiful he was. He was so wrong. Gerard wasn't any of those things, Frank were.

"Okay we can argue about this all night, because I'm never going to let you say that you're not beautiful." Frank said smiling; he knew Gerard was smiling as well, even if he couldn't see it.

"Fine, we're both beautiful." Gerard said giggling. Yeah giggling, like a little girl. Frank couldn't help but chuckle at the sound of Gerard giggling.
"Hey!" Gerard said offended suddenly pulling away from the hug, leaving Frank looking sad. Gerard felt sad too, but he didn't want to cause any awkwardness between them like with the hand thing.

"I'm gay." Gerard said suddenly, while looking at a spot on the floor as if it was the most interesting thing in the world.

"I'm gay." Frank said looking directly at Gerard. He couldn't believe what was happening, but he had to cherish it. He had to look at Gerard as he said he was… He just had to see. See if he was serious or if he was mocking him.

Finally Gerard looked up from the floor and met Franks gaze. He didn't know what to say, he had just told his best friend he was gay. And Frank had simply just replied with the same words.

"So we're gay." Frank said breaking the silence that had crept over the room.
Gerard nodded, and some of his long hair fell in front of his eyes. Frank lifted his right hand and tucked it back behind Gerard's ear.

"I really do think you're beautiful." Frank said before leaning in to kiss Gerard's soft lips.

Now to be fair, Frank was only a young boy at the age of fourteen, and Gerard was sixteen. So Frank did his best. He had no idea if Gerard liked it, or if it was horrible, but he really did try. But since Gerard didn't seem to dislike it he didn't pull away.

Gerard's mind was working at an incredible speed. He had no idea what was going on, and he had no idea what he was going to do. So he just kept on kissing. He LOVED this. It was amazing, and it was his first kiss. He knew it was Frank's first kiss as well but it sure didn't feel like it. Gerard let one of his hands sneak its way up to the back of Franks head before he slowly let his tongue graze the younger boys' lower lip, begging for entrance.

Frank acted on instinct, and opened his mouth as soon as he felt Gerard's tongue ask for entrance. He had read about tongue kissing, and he had seen it in movies, but it was never like this. This was awesome, in lack of a better word. He let his tongue dance with Gerard's and they didn't pull away until they had to breathe.

Gerard let his hand stay on Frank's shoulder, and Frank placed one hand on the side of Gerard's face. They drowned in each others eyes for a while before assuming to the kiss.

"I'm hungry." Frank spoke the next time they had to break the kiss to breathe. Gerard smiled and pecked him once before getting off the floor and pulling Frank with him.

"Let's go eat." He said before lacing his fingers together with Franks and walking towards the kitchen.

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