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Frank's 26th Birthday
By XxOur_Lady_Of_SorrowsxX

 


I looked at his beautiful face. He didn't look anywhere near 26. Yet he was. It was his 26th birthday today. His black hair was covered in little streamers and coloured paper off the party-poppers. He had a huge grin on his face, which I couldn't help smiling at; his smile is so contagious. He was currently dancing around the room to our CD, full blast of course. It sounds so corny, but it's not. I mean Frank is crazy; even when it's not his birthday. So today he was really hyper.

“Hey Gerard!” Ah here he is, in the flesh. I smiled and almost laughed at his expression; he was totally hyper.

“Hey Frank.” I calmly replied. He breathed in deeply and sighed heavily.

“I'm so bored.” I looked around the room, seeing tons of people having a great time. Drinking punch, eating party food and dancing. How could he bored already?

“Well…you could play 7 minutes in heaven?” I suggested.

“Oh. My. God! Yes that's such a brilliant idea!” Frank responded. He walked over to the large stereo and switched the off button. “Listen up people!” He shouted over the ruckus which he caused. They all stopped and looked over to him. “We're gonna play 7 minutes in heaven for anybody who wants to play!” He announced. As soon as he had spoken those words he turned the stereo back on. A cluster of people gathered around us both and we started to play 7 minutes in heaven.

Soon it was my turn. I sat in the dark cupboard, knees to my face. I could hear the CD still playing, it was `Disenchanted'. Then I heard the door open and somebody walked towards me. After seconds which felt like minutes I felt out around me, finding their arms. The person chuckled and entwined their hands with mine. I smiled and laughed with them. They left go of one of my hands and I felt a hand lightly stroking my face. They continued doing this until I got annoyed, why were they teasing me? And not kissing me?

“Just hurry up and kiss me.” I said bluntly. They giggled. That giggle sounded familiar. Who was it? Our lips crashed together in a messy, sloppy teenage-like kiss. But I didn't care. This was the best kiss I'd ever had. Seriously. The person pulled away from the kiss.

“That was the best kiss…ever.” I said breathlessly. The person didn't reply. And soon an eerie silence filled the cupboard.

“Do you even know who it is?” The person asked in a heavy, posh English accent. I shook my head.

“No. Your accent sounds English though…are you English?” I replied. The person laughed so hard then.

“It's Frank, Gerard.” They replied with a New Jersey accent. I gasped. This had been what I'd always wanted!

“What?” I asked, obviously dazed.

“Well, I love you Gerard Arthur Way. I love you with all my heart.” Frank said. His words filled me with warmth I'd thought I'd never had for him.

“You know what Frank?” I asked him.

“No. Tell me.”

“I love you too.” Our lips crashed together once again, in a more romantic way.

LE FIN

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I wrote this for Frankie's birthday!! Happy 26th birthday Frankie!!

Anyways, I'm watching this stupid shitty-ass programme called `Hollyoaks' and these emo kids are on. So I take interest and then they call My Chemical Romance a band for 8 year old girls!! The motherfuckers!!!!!!!!!!!!! So now I refuse to watch the shitty-ass show! Oh and I'm not 8!

Love,

A very angry and annoyed Julie-Anne

Xx

 

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