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He Will Be Loved (Frerard)
'Frankie, u ok?'
'U seemed a lil' down today.'
'I'm fine, G.'
Lies. Frank wasn't fine. Not at all. But he couldn't tell his best friend. He couldn't tell Gerard that he cried himself to sleep every night. He couldn't tell Gerard he hated every day he had to go to school. And most importantly, he couldn't tell Gerard that he was in love with him. He couldn't because Gerard had a girlfriend.
They had been best friends for years now. They told each other everything. If Gerard had had a fight with his family, he'd come to Frank. If Frank had trouble on school, he'd tell Gerard. They told each other everything. Until now.
Don't understand it wrong Frank was glad he was Gerard's best friend, but he wanted to be more than that. He wanted Gerard to call him because he wanted to hear Frank's voice. Not only when he's sad. But Gerard is with Lindsey and he's happy. That's all Frank wants. Well, the being happy part.
"Hi, Gee. You seem ha
Silent CoincidenceFrank is on his way to Gerard's house. The guys agreed to meet thee so they can start working on an album. He's speed walking because he's already late.
Billie Joe comes out of the warmth of a Starbucks. It's raining and cold. He doesn't see much and when he's only two blocks away from his house, he walks into someone. That person falls and Billie Joe's coffee spills on his clothes.
The man who walked into me helps me up and asks if I'm alright. I nod and he asks my name. when I don't answer the guy looks slightly offended.
He starts to walk away but I grab his arm and sign for him to wait. Then I take my cell phone and start typing.
When I start to head home the man takes my arm and makes me wait. He starts typing on his cell phone and gives it to me when he's done. I read the text. Apparently this guy, Frank, can't speak.
"Hey, I don't know sign
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