I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 1 by xFrerardLivesONx, literature
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I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 1
"Mum, Dad, I'm gay"
I watched as my mother's face contorted into a series of different expressions, from mild surprise to understanding to disappointment. My father, on the other hand, looked like he was having a hard time trying not to explode.
"No." he stated firmly through gritted teeth. "My son - my only son - is not... gay." He stood up and nodded his head, as if to confirm that his statement was true.
I was worried that this would happen. My father had never been too accepting of homosexuals. "Yes Dad, I am. I'm sorry if y-"
"Don't you DARE talk back to me!" he cut me off. "We have to do something about this. I will not have a queer
I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 2 by xFrerardLivesONx, literature
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I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 2
There were halloween decorations everywhere; jack-o-lanterns were sitting on the front porch and cobwebs covered most of the windows. I was sitting in the lounge when the doorbell rang. I rushed over to answer it to find my four best friends standing there. I invited them in and fetched them all drinks.
I sat down between my closest friend, Gerard Way, and his younger brother Mikey. Mikey needed to wear glasses, because his eyesight wasn't too good. He was good-looking though. He was seventeen, like me. Gerard, however, was beautiful. He had long black hair and beautiful golden-hazel coloured eyes. He was dressed as a vampire for the occasio
I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 3 by xFrerardLivesONx, literature
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I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 3
The next morning I woke up at around 8:47 am, and I realised I was going to be late for school. I cursed and got ready. I tried brushing my brown hair, but in the end just decided to leave it and headed to school.
When I finally arrived, the bell hadn't rung yet, so I walked over to Bob and Gerard.
"Hey," I greeted, "Where're Mikey and Ray?"
Gerard shrugged, "As far as I know, they're tired from that other party they went to last night. That's what Mikey told me."
Bob laughed. "They shouldn't have gone. We had loads of fun at Frank's party."
"Yeah," Gerard said, smiling to himself, "Yeah, we did."
We heard the bell ring and headed to ou
I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 4 by xFrerardLivesONx, literature
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I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 4
I woke up to the sound of my mobile ringing.
"Frank?" I heard Bob ask, "Where the Hell are you?" I checked my clock. Damn, it was past ten in the morning! Why hadn't I heard my alarm? I must have forgotten to set it last night.
"Er, in bed. My alarm didn't go off."
"Well come to school quickly!"
"Okay, okay!" What was up with him?
--
When I got to school it was already lunchtime. Yeah, I know. I had a problem finding clean clothes.
"There he is!" shouted Mikey to Bob and Gerard. I walked over to them and frowned,
"Where's Ray?"
"That's the problem; we don't know!" exclaimed Bob. "We think something's happened to him."
--
As soon as
I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 5 by xFrerardLivesONx, literature
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I'm Gay, A Frerard, Chapter 5
"Gerard?"
He shook his head, not looking at me. I touched my hand to his back tentatively, letting it rest there when he didn't pull away.
"Gerard," I started, but then I stopped. What could I tell him to make him feel better? I had no idea, "I really don't know what to say. I mean, it's as big a shock to me as it is to you. I cou -"
"It's just that everything's happening all at once," he cut in, "I'm really confused."
"What?"
He looked up at me, eyes shining with tears, "Frankie, I have... I have something to tell you. I - you, I mean... here."
He leaned forwards and pressed his lips against mine gently. He pulled away, biting his lip.
A long time ago my mother told me not to believe in fairy tales...
"Oh Benjamin! Fairy tales are just childish nonsense!"
And I believed her until I met him...
A sixteen year old me woke up on a dark,misty night, awoken by a loud wailing sound. I swung my legs out of bed and padded barefoot over to my window, looking out of it I saw our empty driveway, darkness and a slight blur illuminated by the light from our porch. Being curious, I pulled on my dressing gown and thundered down the stairs, opening the front door and peeing outside. I heard the whimper again and grabbed a torch then stepped outside to search, it had sounded like an inju
Bathroom Kisses - Brusnop by xxTearsICryxx, literature
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Bathroom Kisses - Brusnop
"Danny! Danny! Where are you?" I yelled, looking for my best friend.
"You'll have to talk him out of coming out of the bathroom again." James said from his spot on our tour bus's couch.
"Myca?"
"Again?"
"Yeah, again." I sighed as I realized Myca had left him. Again. Fucking bitch! Does she not realize the tenderness Danny had? He's not that hardcore, he's just a big softy.
"Danny?" I questioned knocking on the bathroom door.
"Go away, Ben!" He sobbed.
"Never, you bloody git!" I said, plop
He shook cinnamon dust from his fingertips and watched as it flaked down onto a winter mountain; whipped cream curls swirled over a cappuccino, heavy on the cream and sugar. The sweet, warm scents of milk and spices ghosted into his face on a cloud of steam as he slid the mug across to a man in a buttoned sweater.
“Thanks, Nikki,” Johnny said with a smile, lapping cream from the point of the mountainous dollop. He giggled when it clung to his nose and swiped it away with a sleeve. “Could I get a refill on Jimmy’s coffee, also?”
“Of course.” Nikki smiled and shot a stream of hot black coffee into the
Synacky / Your Starlight Eyes by TomberFleurs, literature
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Synacky / Your Starlight Eyes
It was a Saturday night on the coast of California. The night was young, and Brian Haner planned on making the most of it.
It was his boyfriend of three years’ thirty-first birthday. For days upon weeks, Zacky had whined about his age; the wrinkles around his mouth that only he could see, the crow’s feet that bunched adorably around his eyes each time he laughed.
“You’re stunning for an old man,” Brian said simply.
Zacky giggled, all sprawled across his boyfriend’s lap in their living room.
“So what’s my surprise, Prince Charming?” he asked.
“It wouldn’t be a surprise if I