I Must Be Dreaming ( Frerard )

What's real? (Gerards POV)

*beep* *Beep* *BEEP*
The beeping got quicker and louder. It got closer. Before it sounded so far away but now it felt like it was so close to me. It felt like whatever was making that beep noise was right next to me. It was dark and my eyes felt like they're glued shut. I tried to open them but I couldn't. I couldn't move. I felt like I was paralysed.

"Doctor I think he's waking up" a small voice said. Doctor? Where the fuck was I? Then I saw a light.
*BEEP* *Beep* *beep*

"Gee" "Gee" I was being shaken. I opened my eyes. It was bright but I saw the outline of a figure. As my eyes adjusted franks face came into sight. He looked panicked.
"Gee, you there? You were crying and talking in your sleep and I didn't know what was wrong and Gee thank god You're okay" He suddenly hugged me so tight I could of exploded. I kissed him. It was passionate but hungry. My mouth was dry and my lips were chapped but the kiss was still perfect in every way possible.

"What happened?"
So I explained.
I explained that I could hear beeping. I told him that I felt paralysed. I couldn't open my eyes or move my hands. I told him about the voice, the voice that said doctor. It felt to real. To real to be a dream but it must of been? I must be dreaming,right?

After I had finished explaining he gave me a comforting hug. I really did love him. He fell back asleep soon after. We had kissed for a little bit but he just settled for cuddling into my side, his head resting on my chest. I could hear his light snores. How can someone make sleep look so beautiful I thought smiling to myself as I moved some strands of hair from his face.

I started to think about things. I couldn't see myself falling back asleep after that dream. Normally I thought dreams well nightmares were triggered by real life. Nothing that had happened in real life recently involved hospitals. I didn't know anyone who was a nurse. It really didn't add up. If dreams or nightmares were triggered by real life then I was either having someone else dream or I was dreaming about the future. I don't think that's even possible. Dreaming of the future. Can someone dream about their future life? I'm sure scientist have ran about a million tests on this theory. Well if I am dreaming about the future, why the fuck am I in hospital? Am I in a accident? Do I faint, hit my head and bleed out? Knowing my clumsiness I've probably just knocked myself out with the cupboard door. Really,I don't know why I'm worrying. I've never worried about a dream before, after all they're just dreams. Dreams aren't real life. It was probably just something I've learnt in school and was just on my mind.

It also just brings my thoughts back to mine and franks conversation the other night. Is this reality we live in real. Perhaps the dreams we have are real and the reality that I call real life is just a dream. I'm sure scientist would of discovered if this reality wasn't real. I mean they have loads of fancy technology. I'm sure they have the technology to solve every theory in the world. I believe in science. Science, creates theories but has the evidence to back it up. I'm pretty good at science. B grade student. I'm not one for the chemistry or physics. I'm more a biology type of person. I like knowing how out body works. I like learning about cells, plants, animals. It just fascinates me how our brains work. Our brain tells us everything. It tells our body when to breathe, when to move our arms, when to blink. It's really an amazing thing but people take their brain for granted. I'm one of those people. I never really realised how things effect our brain, smoking, drinking and drugs damage our Brian in massive amounts but do we stop doing these things? No. Why? Because our brain is also addicted to them. Our brain will then craves these substances in order to work. It's sad really, knowing that some people's brains out there can't work without these harmful substances. I laughed to myself. Hypocrite. I'm here thinking about how smoking, drinking and drugs harm your brain when I do all three. Why? Because it gives me a realise. Smoking helps me relax, it helps with my anxiety. Drinking, helps me forget. I like to get so out of it, I can't remember pain. The pain of loosing my grandmother. The pain of not being good enough for most people. The pain that is life. Drugs, well drugs to make me happy. Drugs make me forget all the bad and smile. I smile because I'm happy. If drugs make me happy then I'll take drugs because being happy is better than being sad.

If this life, that I call realty is only a dream then I wouldn't feel pain. In dreams you can't feel pain, likewise you can never die in dreams. Obviously I'm not dead but I've been close a few times in my life. Therefore this is enough evidence to know that the life I live in. Enough evidence for a scientist to prove their theory. My reality isn't a dream. My reality is real life. My life and it's great. I smile. I have frank. My mum and dad accept me being gay. Mikey is the best big brother ever and even though Elena is gone. I will never forget what she's taught me. What she's shown me and I'll never forget her secret ingredient in her double chocolate cookies.

However, even with all this evidence. I still question if we know what's real and what's not.

A/N: ALL THESE CHAPTERS ARE SO SHORT AND IM SORRY I SUCK AT THIS FIC WRITING BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS CHAPTER! OOOOOO WHATS GOING TO HAPPEN NEXT! ALSO EVERYONE GO CHECK OUT "CRY FOR HELP" ITS ZACKY FIC AND ITS WRITTEN BY MY GOOD FRIEND TEGAN SO YEAH HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER! A FEW MORE CHAPTERS N ITS ALL ENDED!! WHOS EXCITED?