DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY, NOR LYRICS OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT.

Yes this is a Frerard, if you have a problem with this don't read it! But I really wanted to make one and here it is! I hope you enjoy it and don't forget to review!

And for you who believe it is wrong to make Frerards: "Like the Ferard thing, there was that thing about Mr Spock and Captain Kirk fiction, so I guess it's just representative of having a huge cult fanbase. […] It's definitely gross, but it's kinda funny though. I find it more funny than gross.— Gerard Way."

I don't know how you feel, but I take it as a blessing... Well it is time to start the story!

True love... there isn't anything such as true love. Frank knew that before he met Gerard and he know it now after Gerard broke his heart. But sometimes your heart fools your brain so bad that your brain starts to believe in the craziest things - like true love.

Frank sighed as a thought of Gerard came to the surface of his mind, he could see his perfect beautiful face in front of his own eyes, and the black messed hair and Franks lips could still remember the sweet taste of cookies, coffee and cigarettes Gerard's kisses had tasted of. Yes he had been the perfect man, if only…

Two years earlier.

Frank.

Business had been bad lately, I knew that. Me a collage dropout with dreams of becoming the next big rock star had just been fired from my regular Thursday night gig at Bongo because I had screwed up last gig. I used to play the guitar and sing but had been drunk out of my mind and yeah… that was it.

Some weeks earlier I had started to work at a little café because I need to pay the bills… I was bored, hell this wasn't my dream – to serve coffee to people!

"Hello handsome…" I looked up and faced the most beautiful man I ever seen; he was simply the man of my wet dreams… I had to pull myself together right now!

"Hello… what can I do for you?" I forced myself to say and I hoped and prayed that he hadn't noticed me staring at him.

"Well you can give me a cup of black coffee and your phone number… please?" he said the please with a sarcastic tone but he smiled when I poured the coffee for him, I gave it to him, took his money and then I walked away. I didn't want to walk away but I needed so I could stop staring at him. And he must be joking, there is no fucking way in hell that he is gay and if he is… why the hell would he want me?

"Excuse me Mr… but I asked for a coffee AND your number. And all I got was this coffee… You know it is bad service to not give the costumers what they want…" I glared at him, and I realized that he had a serious face. Either he is a fucking great actor… or…

"Okay calm down man…" I found a pink post-it note, ironically it was shaped as a heart, I wrote down my number and name on it.

"Here you go…" I said and he took the note from me. People had started to stare a little but at I had only eyes for him.

"Hello Frank Iero, I will call you. I promise." He said seductive, and then he poured his coffee down his throat before he made his way to the door.

"Hey…" I called out when his spell had worn off, he swirled around and glared at me.

"Yeah?"

"What is your name then?" I asked.

"Gerard Fucking Way!" he smirked and walked out on the street.

Fucking hell! I thought to myself when I realized I hadn't got his number!

So yes, that was chapter one! I hope you liked it! ^^