It's been quite a while (not as bad as usual though>.<) but don't hate me I've had baaaaaaad PCD because I met Fearless Vampire Killers and ah it hurts. (WE MET THE TIMIDS IN THE STREET I DIED)
Also it's gonna be this slow for like two weeks, I have exams and stuff but after that I CAN UPDATE LIKE EVERY DAY IF YOU WANT ME TO OMG.
It's all a bit disjointed, too, there are loads of breaks but it's the only way I could do it without it being like fifty million words long.
There is loads of cool shit and massive drama coming so, uh, when I come back it will be super exciting times and all that.
Thank you for reading and being cool ily.
❝Stumfrei- the freedom of not being watched by a parent or superior- being alone in a place and being able to do what you want .❞
The train wasn't the most gentle ride I've ever had, I must say. Day two of staying at Gerard's house had brought us yet another 'adventure'. At least, though, this one wasn't another fucking 'surprise', we were going into the city. Apparently there was a load of stuff for us to do, but the main reason for our second excursion was so we could watch the lights.
I'd only ever watched the lights from the edge of the cliff in the woods. And, I knew there was really nothing special about the lights- there was no extravagant light show or anything, it was literally just the night lights of the shops and stuff, but even so- it felt as though a massive part of my childhood that I'd never had was finally being granted to me. An even deeper part of my mind was telling me that this was the best way for it to be- I wasn't going blindly by myself for no reason; I was going with someone who meant more to me than I'd ever thought possible, at a time when sure, things were falling apart; but knitting back together at the same time.
I think Gerard had been asleep at one point, actually. His black hair was sticking to the damp windows of the train, his eyes flickering under the possible sleep that he had fallen under. There weren't many people around us, seeing as it was an odd time in the morning. It wasn't early, but it wasn't late either. Those who were sitting opposite us were mainly sitting with their eyes glued to their phones, but mine stayed silent in my pocket. Somewhere under the happiness I was feeling due to being with Gerard, there was a pain down to the fact that my mother had not tried to get in touch with me since I'd left the house. Something told me it was down to my declaration of homosexuality, but even so; she could at least pretend that she gave a shit.
Although, I guess, she'd proven that she didn't already, really.
About half an hour later, the train had stopped. Gerard had woken up since then, and insisted that he hadn't been asleep anyway. Judging by the fact that he could barely keep his eyes open, I didn't believe him.
We were the only ones getting off at the city stop, disembarking from a train that was now mainly filled with families making the most of the fact that nobody really had to be at school or work. A triumphant feeling of satisfaction shot through my stomach when I thought of work. I should be slaving away in the mall right now, cleaning imaginary dirt and chasing imaginary criminals, but instead; I had the whole day ahead of me to spend in the city with Gerard.
Gerard took my hand as I stepped off the train, and I managed not to fall down the gap between the platform. That was an improvement on the usual. I had a feeling that a broken ankle would rather spoil the atmosphere that I had going on here at the moment.
It wasn't a very long walk from the train station to the heart of the city. It was mainly through winding streets anyway, pretty roads with uneven pavements and shops on both sides. A few streets in, the shops turned to nightclubs, then to pubs, to restaurants, and finally a mismatch of all of them, crammed into the city center. Taller buildings; department stores and office blocks and advertisements; towered above and among the others.
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Escalators {Frerard}[COMPLETED]
Fanfiction"You see Frank, the void and me... ...we're old friends."