Chapter 17

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Gerard's P.O.V

I wake to shouting. I walk to the door and open it.

"Let me explain..." Sounds like Frank.

"Fuck off." Definitely Mikey. "It's taken me a fucking hour to calm Gerard down. He deserves better than a low life scumbag like you."

"Please, Mikey. I love him."

"If you loved him, you wouldn't have cheated on him. Get the fuck away from this house. Stay away from my brother or I swear to god, I'll rip your arm off and beat you with the soggy end."

My jaw dropped open. Where did that line come from? Then I remember a small woman we met some time ago. I think her name was Mandy Monroe. She was hilarious.

"Do what you want. Without Gerard, I don't care what happens to me."

I head down the stairs. Stopping at the bottom to look at Frank. His lip is bleeding. Mikeys work I'm guessing. When did we reverse roles? I'm supposed to protect Mikey. Not the other way round.

Frank looked towards me and his face softened. "Please, Gee....Gerard. Let me explain."

"I told you to fuck off."Mikey snapped. Oli and Jeremy walked out of the kitchen. Jeremy stood by Mikey. Oli walked over to me. He looked at me with concern.

"You okay?" He asked, putting a hand on my shoulder.

I look back at him. "I don't know. I just feel....numb." I answer, truthfully.

"Do you want to talk to him or not?" All eyes turn to me. I look down to the floor.

"I...I think I should at least hear his excuse."

"Fair enough. Where do you want to talk and do you want one of us with you?"

I sigh then look back at him. "I think I should talk to him alone, in my room."

"If that's what you want. We'll be down here if you need us, okay?"

I give him a weak smile and a hug. "Thanks, Oli. Your the best." I head up to my room. Before I get to my door, I hear Franks footsteps behind me. I sit down on my desk chair and turn to look at him. "Well?" I ask, emotionless.

Frank locks the door and sits on the edge of the bed, facing me. "It wasn't what it looked like."

"Bull shit, Frank." I snap. "You were kissing Pete. His hands were all over you. It's pretty obvious what it was."

"look I know what it looked like..."

"Was."

Frank sighed. "Okay. Was. But it wasn't....mutual." He sighed again. "Pete was under the impression that I liked him. More than a friend. I don't know why. That day he made a pass. I was shocked. I snapped out of it once I heard a camera sound. I pushed him away. I wasn't expecting him to do anything like that. I should have reacted sooner. I'm sorry."

"Then why did you go to him after I hit him?" I asked.

"Because he was in pain. It was instinct. I don't like seeing people in pain."

I lower my eyes to the floor. It sounds true. He looks genuine. But what if he's lying?

"I love you, Gerard. I can't live without you. Please don't break up with me."

I look up as he approaches me. He reaches a hand out to stroke my cheek. "Please don't leave me, baby." He cups my face in both hands and lowers his lips to mine. I don't resist. I can't resist. He runs his tongue over my lips and I open my mouth, allowing him access. He doesn't waste any time as his tongue darts into my mouth. Exploring. He pulls me up and backs us towards the bed. Reaching for my t-shirt, he whips it off, quickly. He then removes his own. He groans as he smashes his lips back onto mine. I pull him closer. I can feel his boner pressing against mine. We both groan at the contact. He lowers his hands to my belt. In a matter of two minutes, we're both completely naked. He looks my body up and down and wolf whistles. "Damn your sexy." He says as I blush. He pulls me onto the bed with him and rests his forehead against mine. "Top or bottom?" He asks. "Err...top?" He smiles then grabs my hand and places my fingers in his mouth as he pulls me on top of him. Once he wets them enough, he guides them to his hole. I slowly insert one finger. He groans, then asks for more. He's not satisfied until I insert them all. He closes his eyes and arches his back. "God, Gee." He moans. "I need you inside me, now." I remove my fingers and spit on my hands. I use the spit to slick up my dick. He stares into my eyes as I line myself up. I push into him, gently. We both groan out. I push all the way in. He gasps as I hit his prostate first time. He urges me to go faster. I speed up my actions. He raises his hips. "Fuck, Gee." He groans out. "Harder, baby." I thrust harder. He screams out in pleasure as he cums between us without being touched. Seconds after, I scream out as I decorate his insides. I pull out and collapse beside him. I grab a box of tissues and clean us both off. Then throw the tissues in the bin. Frank pulls me into his arms and covers us. "That was a-fucking-mazing." He says as he kisses my head. We fall asleep in each other's arms.

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