And If Your Heart Stops Beatings 2

Gerard's POV

She was always angry with me. I knew I shouldn't have rushed into things. I always did. I always tried to cover up the fact that I was gay. I always had an endless string of girlfriends. I wasn't single for long. No one knew I was gay. I was worried that they would all reject me, plus the guy I had liked for years would probably never think of me the same way if he found out I liked him. He was straight. He had been in a relationship with the one woman for years, since before I had even met him.

So now we were getting a divorce. It wasn't like I couldn't see it coming. I knew this would happen a long time ago, I just hoped she loved me enough to stay with me for as long as possible. Everyone said we wouldn't last too long. I should have believed them.

This last time, she got angry and began telling me how she could tell I didn't love her. The guilt I felt inside had grown too large. I was weighed down by it, consumed by it in my everyday life. She told me this was the last time. She told me I wasn't welcome in my own house anymore. She told me she would send me my things when I found somewhere else to stay.

So at 5 o'clock, I found myself driving around the streets. I didn't know where to go. Tears began streaming down my face. I had caused her hurt, and in the process, I had caused myself hurt.

Angry with myself, I pulled up outside Frank's house, without even remembering how I got there. I slammed the car door shut and walked up to his doorstep. I guess he would be able to comfort me. He had always been there for me in my troubled times.

I was about to press the doorbell when Frank answered.
"Gerard?", he said, in surprise at my tear-stained face. I stared back at him. Not only was my face tear-stained, but his was too. I gave him an equally surprised face in return.

"Come in. Are you ok?"

"I could be asking you the same thing," I said to him, "Something's happened to you too, hasn't it?"

We sat there, telling each other what had happened. I was surprised at what he told me. Though, he didn't seem surprised at what I told him. I guess he knew it wouldn't work out between me and her. Talking to him made me feel a lot better. But then, wouldn't talking to the person you had been madly in love with for years make you feel better too?

"So is there any hope that you will both get back together?"

"I don't think so..." he said. My stomach did a few back-flips. I tried not to show my joy at this. It became easy to hide it though, because Frank began to cry again.

I brought him into a hug, and rubbed his back, letting him sob silently into my shoulder. It felt good to be able to hold him like this. Thinking about having his small frame in my arms began to turn me on. Shit! Not now. I had to think of other things to stop the blood rushing to that area down there. I took my mind back to when my soon to be ex-wife slapped me across the face. The happy feeling I felt inside vanished.

Finally Frank's tears subsided. I regretted letting go of him.
"So, where do you plan on living since she kicked you out?"

"I'm not entirely sure yet," I responded.

"You can stay here with me?!" Frank sort of half asked, half stated. Happiness filled inside of me, and I felt a smile creep across my face.

"Are you sure Frank? I don't wanna be a burden on you or anything."

"It will be fine. I have a few spare bedrooms you can pick from, and now that I'm all alone, it'll get lonely here. I want you to stay."

He just said he wanted me to stay! I wanted to kiss him, but I knew that would be slightly inappropriate, considering he only thought of me as a friend, and I didn't want him to have to lose another friend just after losing the "love of his life".

"Sure, I'll move in here with you. We'll be able to lean on each other for support," I said.

And I wish I could lean on you for something else too... in bed.

Shit! I hope I didn't just say that thought out loud! Frank didn't show any signs of discomfort, so I guess it must have been all in my head.

We spent the rest of the night, talking about how great it's going to be staying with each other.