I woke in a hospital bed, The lights were extremely bright and hurt my eyes. My arm hurt. I looked down and saw all the scars. I realized that I had tried to kill myself, but failed. This wasn't the first time I had failed at the task. The first time my mother found me hanging from the ceiling fan in my bedroom, my neck failed to snap and instead the rope strangled me, just seconds later my mom walked into my bedroom unknowingly, with a look of complete and utter shock on her face. I was only 16 years old.

"Thank god you're okay." Said a young man sitting against the wall to the right of me, interrupting my thoughts. I looked at the man and saw the most beautiful thing I had ever laid eyes on. The man had jet black hair and hazel eyes. He was smiling at me. He wore a bright blue shirt and pants uniform. He was clearly a nurse at the hospital.

"Who, who are you?" I asked, playing dumb, still a little sensitive to the lights.

"My name's Gerard. I'm one of the nurses here." Well I had figured that part out, but your name, it's angelic. Just as you are. I couldn't say that to his face of course, that would come off as a little strange to a man I'm just now meeting.

"You gave us quite a scare. Lucky your friend Ray here found you just in time." Gerard said gesturing to Ray who was passed out in a chair on the other side of the room. I looked at my snoring friend then back to Gerard. He was leaning closer to me now.

"Can I ask you a question Frank?" I nodded. I had heard this voice once before, but I wasn't sure where. Perhaps we went to school together. He did look slightly familiar, although I think I would remember seeing something so beautiful.

"Frank...Why did you try to kill yourself?" He asked with sad eyes, interrupting my thoughts again, I didn't mind though. Then it hit me. The voice was that of the man I had heard for so many years. I looked at Gerard with wide eyes.

"You..." I paused, keeping myself from speaking my mind. "I'm not sure. It was just an..urge I guess." I lied.

"I understand. I've been through the same thing." He admitted. He then whispered "Don't say anything. I could lose my job." He winked at me jokingly. It made me shiver still. I sat up and observed Gerard better. Taking in his beauty. He couldn't have been the man I had heard. Was it a coincidence?

"Sing for me." I demanded. Gerard raised an eyebrow.

"Excuse me?"

"Please." I added. "Please sing for me."

"I um, I don't know. I'm kind of shy. Then again you are a complete stranger asking me to sing for you." He grinned jokingly, chuckling. He had the cutest smile.

"Please." I carried the word out, exagerating my point.

"Why?"

"If I told you you'd be weirded out."

"That ship has kinda sailed buddy." He grinned at me.

"Okay true. Look, your voice it, it's, familiar to me. I don't know where I've heard it, or even if I had just, this'll help." I only half lied to him. I knew where I had heard it very well. It's the whole reason I'm in the damned hospital in the first place. I had to know.

"Interesting." Gerard thought it over. I looked at him with my signature move: The puppy eyes.

Ever since I was a child my mom would always say to me 'Don't you give me those puppy eyes, you know I can't say no.' This being why I was a rather chubby kid. I got plenty of cookies thanks to these bad boys. My mom said they were my best feature. They were so wide and full of wonder. I do have rather large eyes, but not freakishly large, like some people. Gerard giggled at my attempt to woo him. It was a success.

"Ahh fine! You got me." He smiled widely, his teeth were small and gave his smile a strange look, but precious nontheless. "Anything specific? And, I don't have to sing a full song do I?"

"Whatever you know best. And no, just a chorus or something." I said.

"Well..." He began, I leaned forward with anticipation. "Nevermind, it's stupid." I sighed in disapointment while Gerard mearly shrugged and searched his mind for a song he knew well.

"What's stupid?"

"Nothing."

"Bullshit. Please?" I insisted. Gerard rolled his eyes and sighed.

"Fine...I um, I write, some...stuff." He mumbled.

"Huh?"

"I write songs okay?" Gerard blushed. I looked at him with wide, curious eyes. I had to know if this was the man that plagued my thoughts.

"Sing one for me."

"Do I have to?" Gerard asked. He was embarrased.

"Please."

"Fine." Gerard paused to take a breath. He looked at me, then back at the floor. "If you stay, I would even wait all night. Or until my heart explodes. How long, until we, find our way, in the dark and out of harm? You can run away with me, anytime you want." He paused. "Should I keep going or can I stop?" Gerard asked. I was amazed. This was him. This was the man that had tormented me all these years. It's so, strange. Was I supposed to meet him? Was this destiny all along? Haha, listen to me. I I might as well have a vagina. No matter, time to stop my stupid thoughts and answer the man.

"You, you can stop. You're voice is incredible." Gerard blushed. "You're song is really good too. You should be professional." Gerard smiled a big toothy smile at these compliments. His smile sent another wave of shivers down my spine. A doctor stepped into the room.

"Oh good you're awake. I'm Doctor Taylor. You're an incredibly lucky guy you know. If it wasn't for your frie-"

"I know. Gerard told me already." I cut him off.

"Oh. Um, well then." The doctor said awkwardly. He sat down next to my bed with a sheet of paper on a clipboard and a pen. "How do you feel? Are you dizzy?"

"No."

"Eyesights normal?"

"Yes."

"Hearing?"

"Never been better." I said, tunring my head to smirk at Gerard. Gerard smiled back, blushing again.

"You feel, perfectly fine?" The doctor asked, reassuring himself.

"Absolutely." I replied. Still gazing at Gerard.

"Well okay then. I'll be back in a little bit to see how you're doing. I trust the nurses will take care of you for the time being."

"Yes sir, I'll take good care of him." Gerard smiled at Doctor Taylor and then back at me.

"Yeah, I'll be fine." I smiled at the Doctor and then back at Gerard as well. Our eyes met in a sudden, electric charge it seems. You know the saying "The eyes are the windows to the soul"?
Bullshit right? It certainly didn't seem like that at this point. I felt like I was look straight through him when I met those gorgeous hazel eyes with mine.

"Okay then, I'm just, gonna, go." Doctor Taylor said awkwardly and left the room. Once the door closed Gerard and I snickered.

"Well that was awkward." Gerard smiled at me.

"Haha yeah." I smiled back, holding Gerard's hand. "Hey Gerard?" Gerard looked at me curiously. "I'm a little tired. I'm gonna go to sleep okay?"

"Of course you can Frankie. Can I call you that?"

"Sure." I smiled and closed my eyes, still holding Gerard hand. I fell asleep and dreamt of Gerard lying in bed with me, singing. It was beautiful. I didn't know what it was called but it was nice.

'Hand in mine into your icy blues, and then I'd say to you, we could take to the highway with this trunk of ammunition too. I'd end my days with you, in a hail of bullets'.

I woke up to Gerard leaning above me. His face was just inches away from mine.

"Finally you're awake. You can go home now." Gerard smiled. I smiled, then frowned realizing I had to leave Gerard. "What's wrong?"

"I don't want to leave you. I know it's weird but.."

"No it's not. I don't want you to leave either. I can come visit you though." Gerard smiled. FI smiled back as Ray entered the room.

"Dude are you alright? You scared the shit out of me." Ray exclaimed.

"Yeah I'm fine."

"Why did you do it Frank? Why did you try and...off yourself? Was it the voices?" Ray asked. Gerard looked at me questionably.

"Voices Frank?" Gerard asked.

"It, it's nothing." I turned to Ray. "I don't want to talk about it here. Maybe on the ride home." I felt like a bit of a dick so might as well thank him. He did save my life after all. And without him I may have not met Gerard. "Thank you Ray, really. I can't pay you back enough." I smiled at him, sitting up. He smiled back.

"No problem, just be glad I didn't throw up all over your half dead body. I hate the smell of blood." Ray chuckled lightly, me and Gerard chuckled as well. A female nurse opened the door and poked her head into the room.

"Gerard, Doctor Draiman needs you in room 356. ASAP."

"Right on it gorgeous." Gerard said with a smile as he rose from his seat. The female nurse blushed and giggled like a school girl as she walked away. She was a short woman, 5 feet 0 inches tops. Rather large, especially considering her height. She was obviously mexican in some way or another, possibly in her early to late 50's. She wore her dark hair in a bun in the most un-appealing way. Hmm, I wonder if he talks to all the old mexican nurses like that. Oh boy, I'm going to hell aren't I?

"Poor woman, she's obsessed with me. We've worked together for almost 4 years, you'd think by now she'd know I'm gay but oh well." Gerard smiled. I wasn't very shocked by his 'I'm gay'
statement, he does seem a little flamboyant, and way too pretty to be straight.

"I'll be back in a jiffy." Gerard smirked at me and Ray before leaving the room. We both smiled for a moment as well.

"He seems nice, a little flamboyant, but nice." Ray says, breaking the silence and bringing back his smile.

"My thoughts exactly." I replied, grinning back at him. Ray smiled warmly before it faded and the silence returned. It wasn't as much as an awkward silence as much as it was a comfortable silence.

"Do you, need any help, you know..." Ray paused then continued."Putting your, clothes on" He asked awkwardly. I merely chuckled.

"Nah I'm fine."

"Oh, okay." Ray said before he handed me some clothes he had grabbed from my apartment this morning. "I'll just, step out here."

"Okay." I smiled and took the clothes. When Ray left I stepped out of his bed and dropped the gown. I shivered as the cold air hit my naked body. Just then Gerard walked in.

"Shit!" I yelled as I grabbed the blanket on my bed and covered myself.

"Oh god! I am so fucking sorry." Gerard stepped in with his eyes covered as the door slowly shut itself.

"Whoa, what are you doing in here?!" I asked. I wasn't sure if I should get mad, laugh, or cry.

"I just came back like I said I would. The Doctor was being a dick! I didn't realized you would be...in the nude..." Gerard said awkwardly, now facing away from me.

"It's, um, okay." I said, pulling my underwear off of the bed and pulling them on. "You uh, you didn't see anything did you?" I asked awkwardly.

"I saw a little of your butt, but, everything else was just a dark blurry mass." Dark blurry mass. Nice. Note to self; Shave your balls next time you try and off yourself. I pulled my pants up and zipped them, then buttoning them.

"I'm dressed, well, pantsed now." I assured Gerard. Gerard turned to me awkwardly and sat down on my bed. Gerard watched as I put my shirt on. He probably didn't think I noticed but oh,
I noticed. Was he attracted to me? And even if so why am I hoping he's attracted to me? I've never wanted another man before in my life!

"So..Do you feel better today?"

"Yeah. Much."

"And you're not going to hurt yourself again are you?" I paused and looked at Gerard.

"No.." I said lowly. Gerard frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." I sat down next to Gerard. Gerard gave me a 'don't bullshit me' look. "I, I just, I'm confused. You wouldn't understand."

"Try me." Gerard scooted closer to me and held my hand. I felt shivers running down my spine again.

"Well. I, I hear voices, well, A voice. And your voice sounds, exactly like it." Gerard looked at me with wide eyes, he was speechless. Dammit Frank! You're such a fucking idiot! That's not the kind of thing you tell someone on the day you first meet them!

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah." I rose in frustration. "God, I knew you'd be freaked. I never should've told you!" I paced the room hitting myself in the head. Gerard stood and grabbed my arm, stopping me.

"It's okay Frank. Everyone has their issues. I'm not freaked, just a little, shocked." Gerard smiled at me. I simply stared at him.

"So, you're not gonna leave me?"

"Of course not. Besides you're like my only friend." Gerard joked at me, holding me. Ray knocked and stepped in. He seemed slightly frustrated when he walked in and saw us. What's up with you Fro-do?

"Good you're dressed. Ready to go?"

"Yeah." I turned back and looked up at Gerard. Gerard was just a few inches taller than me but, then again being taller than me wasn't saying much given that I got my dad's long torso and my mom's short legs. My dad was a tall man too. Talk about a bummer.

"Bye Frank." Gerard smiled. "I'll see you tonight okay?"

"Okay. Bye." I smiled back. I turned to Ray and walked out with him.