|Just some Frerard Stuffs! :3|
|Just some Frerard Stuffs! :3|
Frerard - To the end :Oneshot:Frerard - To the end :Oneshot: by SynackyPadilla
"Pheww.." His hazel-green eyes lash from the side straight to mine while we were sitting on a comfortable couch. I threw myself on the front couch and watch him carefully as a wide grin form on his face. "We should do better on the next show.." He mumbled.
"Well... you kissed me on the cheek.. Thats mean it's a great show after all" I paused for a chuckles "I mean all the fan girls would like that.." I continued. He smile at me and quickly look at the ceiling as the sound of the door cracked open, Mikey, Bob and Ray came later. I look at each of them carefully as they passed me, all of them look exhausted, well so do i. All of them threw themselves on the side couch with only Mikey's feet on the coffee table.
"There should be some surprise in the next show.. "Frank mumbled.
"You really like surprised huh.." I smiled, thinking..
" What surprise?" Ray suddenly asked, after a while silence.
" You'll see.." I said and smirked to Frankie. All of them looked at me puzzled, i just
Diary of a Teenage Serial Killer - Entry NineEntry Nine; 10; 07; 04Diary of a Teenage Serial Killer - Entry Nine by beckii-hooper
Good afternoon diary.. Honestly, I don’t know what is happening any more. A year ago I was a bored 16 year old, masterbating to porn online at my parent’s house and now, im nearly 18, I am a serial murderer, I live in a flat permanantly with my boyfriend and we are now caring for 18 month old twins and two other teenagers. Hell, Mikey is older than me! I don’t know how im supposed to react to that! Maya is a darling, bless her soul. She has taken full parental responsibility for Freddie and Tommy as it is her natural insinct to after living with Mrs Drew. I honestly think she will adopt them when she gets old enough.
I sat opposite Mikey and Maya as they fed the twins, Gerard was stropping in the shower about the new guests to his home.
“Hello.” I said shyly. Maya looked up at me with her huge, almost black eyes.
“Good morning. Thanks again for everything.” She muttered, with a spanish accent.
“Its nothing honestly,
For Better or For Worse: 1/2For Better or For Worse: 1/2 by KilljoyAtHeart
Gerard was so totally and absolutely not pining for the new English teacher. Mikey was such a liar. Gerard told him that, too, and only received a snarky comment in reply. God, little brothers were so dumb.
But yeah, okay, he was totally and absolutely pining for the new English teacher, Mr. Iero, and it was a disaster. The guy was so out of his league, for starters – all charm and smiles and big green eyes – and just when Gerard didn’t think he could fall for the guy any more, he saw him in the teacher’s lounge with the sleeves of his white button down rolled up…and his arms were covered with tattoos. Gerard was pretty sure he couldn’t even count them if he tried. Not that he had tried. Multiple times.
Anyway, Gerard knew as soon as “Mr. Frank Iero” walked into the impromptu staff meeting with a nervous grin and a pencil stuck behind his ear th
TremorsCharcoal stubs.Tremors by that-lonely-road
Shredded rips of paper.
An empty packet of cigarettes.
The only things in Gerard's suitcase.
"I can't understand what they're saying! All I can say is thank you, but I'm sure I say that wrong. I'll just nod. I'll nod, shall I?"
Frank nods in the general direction of Gerard's voice, unable to hold his focus for longer than two seconds. They hurry down a corridor in a sweaty Spanish airport. Another stop on another tour.
The heat is getting to them all; Gerard being the only one talking. Gerard talks enough for all of them.
"Hey, Frank! Do you think we'll be getting any trains here? I feel like a train journey would be really relaxing right now, you know?" Frank nods, not having to force a smile.
Later, when everybody's alone, Gerard shakes. He shakes so hard he knocks his drink over, so hard that the glass smashes. The cheap glass shards skitter across the floor with a sharp sound, scaring Gerard. The liquid snakes between the pieces, clear liquid proving tha