Das right! I'm trying out some stuff right now, so sorry if it takes a while to upload… All the stuff I'm doing is singing, instrument, art , and crush related soo….. But anywayyy, here's Bulletproof Heart

I Don't Know You

"Frankie? It's Gee. Yeah I know, you hate my guts and shit, but please call me back? I messed up, like really bad, and I feel awful. Please Frankie, you know I hate crying" I whispered into the phone, a tear running down my cheek and I cursed myself for being weak. Calling someone at 4 in the morning to apologize, check. Fucking crying for somebody you barely knew but still loved, check. Feeling awful for something that wasn't really your fault, check. Damn, my life sucks balls doesn't it?

(Frankie's POV)

Yet another message from Gee, god I wanna call him back.

No, he hurt you

But he's amazing

Shut the fuck up, delete the fucking message, and go the fuck to sleep

God fine, if it'll shut you up

I pressed delete, and a tear ran down my cheek when I imagined Gee's face. My phone vibrated again, and Gerard singing filled my ears when he called. I breathed deeply when I decided to answer, and pressed Accept. "H-Hello" I answered and cursed myself for stuttering. "Frankie, thank god you answered. I'm so sorry!" Gee whispered into the phone, and I knew he was trying not to wake his brother up. "Hello Gerard" I answered blankly, even if my heart told me to answer that I was sorry and to tell him to come pick me up right at that moment so I could see him. "Frankie, please I'm begging you, forgive me?" He asked, and I could tell by his voice cracking that he had been crying. Gee never cries, he doesn't like to be weak, not since his father went to jail for beating him. "Gee, you hurt me badly, but I don't want to do this over the phone, come get me?" I asked nervously, and I heard Gee sniffle and answer that he would be there in five minutes.

I ran around my dark basement room, trying to find my red skinny jeans to match my black tee shirt, black boots and red fingerless gloves. I settled for purple and switched my gloves to black. After lacing up my boots, I heard the quiet roar of Gee's motorcycle, which sent shivers down my spine as I ran up the stairs and through the door.

"Frankie" Gee whispered when I hugged him tightly despite my brain telling me to slap him and walk back inside. "Gee-Gee, can we go somewhere?" I asked, and Gerard suggested we spend the rest of the night in the forest where we met then go to school, and I agreed. After walking back into my house followed by Gee, who found the pajamas he left the time he stayed over. I grabbed three small yet fluffy blankets and a picnic basket full of Gee's favorite snacks. We walked back to the motorcycle and I placed everything in front of me, smooshing it between me and Gee, who smirked when I grabbed onto him, pressing my face against his warm leather jacket. He revved the engine, and then drove off to our special place deep in the forest.

"Gee, did you re-decorate?" I asked, opening the door to our small abandoned shed. Before, it was full of music, posters, and a ratty couch. Now, the wooden walls were painted over with black, the cement floor was completely covered by a large rug, and the ratty couch was replaced by a futon. He smiled and nodded, and I hugged him. It was absolutely beautiful, I realized when I switched on the lamps we had bought. "So Frankie is there any chance I'm forgiven?" Gee asked, his soft pale pink lips tugging at a smile. I tried to make myself stop, but I nodded. "Oh Frankie" He sighed, smiling and his lips crashed on mine. I smirked when his tongue wrapped itself around mine and moaned involuntarily. "Frank" Gee whispered and his lips left mine, leaving them cold and lonely. "Frankie, I want to apologize again, I was drunk, really drunk, and I just lost control" Gee mumbled, and I was brought back to that night, that party, that tree.

"Frank Motherfucking Iero!" Someone yelled from the front door of some popular guy who felt bad for me and decided to invite me to this shit party. Instead of being attacked by drunk girls who thought I was mysterious and shit, I decided to sit in a tree and watch the idiots fall to the floor. I looked to the ground beneath the huge willow tree I sat on, and saw Gee staring up at me. "Your ass, looks amazing from this view" He smirked, and I laughed, not seeing how immensely drunk he was."Fwankie Iewo, pwease come down?" Gee whined, and I grinned and told him to come up.

"Fwankiee, I keep swipping" Gee whined like a baby, slurring slightly, and I smirked. After helping him up to my perch on the huge tree, he nuzzled towards me and I was confused. Does he like me? "Frank… You look so hot right now" He whispered, sucking lightly on my neck, which earned an involuntary moan from me. "Gee" I moaned quietly, and he smirked and kissed me, pressing his tongue to the back of my throat. I sat back a little bit, forgetting that I was in a tree, and tried to push back up to where I was, but Gee leaned back with me, not allowing me back up. "Gee, move back a little" I asked, and he giggled and assured me that I wouldn't fall. I trusted him fully and wrapped my arms around his neck, smiling when he moaned. He pushed farther back, and I was practically hanging from the tree by my knees. Looking around, I realized the house was upside down, and began to panic. "Gee, Gerard, PLEASE get me up!" I screamed, flailing a little bit, and I fell from the perch 20 feet in the air.

I rubbed my bruised neck sensitively, and Gee frowned. "Gee, it's okay. I got the little bracey thingy taken off my arm the two days ago. It's okay, and I'm sorry for ignoring you these past two months" I whispered, smiling when he kissed me repeatedly. "Frankieeeeeee, it's not your fault baby-boy" He assured me, and I smiled. "Gee, how are you so sweet?" I asked, nuzzling into his neck. "I met you, your sort of what made me nice, at least nice to you"

Awh-ness… I hope you liked this chapter… I might be working on some other Frerard thingymajigger or Adommy or even Phan but oh well… BYEEE