Crash Into My Fucking Arms [Frerard]

Discussion in 'Completed Fan Fictions' started by 0punkrocker0, Apr 2, 2008.

  1. myXfrankieXromance

    myXfrankieXromance New Member

    aww. that last bit nearly made me cry it was so sweet :)
     
  2. K8_MCRmy

    K8_MCRmy Guest

    yay gerard saves the day!!
    aw they were so cute at the end ^^
     
  3. MCRmoshpitt

    MCRmoshpitt New Member

    omg stupid jerks doing that to Frank!!!...Gee saved him Yay!!!

    That was really sweet, the ending of that 2nd update.
     
  4. lopolvo

    lopolvo New Member

    Hey!! I'm a new reader and I'm in LOVE with this story!!!

    Post again soon!!!!!!
     
  5. Gaby

    Gaby Clash city rocker

    Beautiful, lovely, amazing, wonderful, awesome. Just perfect.

    I was just about to cry.
     
  6. Noemi.

    Noemi. New Member

    Wow that was amazing!
    Fucking dickheads, if we did that i'd bet they wouldnt have liked it!!!
     
  7. I'M GOING TO FUCK THOSE BITCHES UP WITH A PEICE OF MACARONI, A MACHETE, AND LEMON JUICE INFUSED WITH CRANBERRIES!!!
    AAAAAAND...
    the macaroni is NOT BOILED. its HARD. hard as HARD, UNCOOKED macaroni.
    yes. they shall be afraid. very, very afraid o.o
     
  8. 0punkrocker0

    0punkrocker0 Member

    just a little something,
    i wont be able to update in a while.
    my parents are coming home late
    and i have to stay with them.
    -_-
    im uber bored.
    ill update as soon as i get home.

    p.s. i cant update now because this isnt my dad's laptop.
     
  9. Phoebe.

    Phoebe. New Member

    That's fine.

    Take your time.
     
  10. Gaby

    Gaby Clash city rocker

    Take your time, ACDC.
    We'll be right here.
    *gives u a mikey-flavored lollipop*
    A little sugar so you don't get that bored.
    =)
     
  11. MCRxParader

    MCRxParader Active Member

    it's alright. :)
    take your time.
     
  12. FrerardLove5

    FrerardLove5 Member

    Yeah, take your time. We'll be waiting :)
     
  13. 0punkrocker0

    0punkrocker0 Member

    oook.
    im FINALLY back.
    here's the next chapter.

    Chapter 33

    Frankie pulled away, and I followed him back inside our motel room, watching him sit down on the edge of the bed. He sniffled tiredly and looked up at me. "I'm so happy that I called you, Gerard. I almost didn't... I was scared..."

    "Well, I'm glad you did." I went over to him and put both hands on his back, running them lightly over his shoulderblades.

    He shivered slightly. "God, how do you do that?"

    "Do what?"

    "M-make me... want you, just by touching me once, by t-talking to me even... You're just..."

    I smirked gently and kept rubbing his back. "You have the same effect on me."

    "Really?"

    "Mmhmm."

    He shivered again. I knew that I should quit while I was ahead, but I wanted him, damnit, and I really couldn't resist...

    He arched his back slightly under my touch, with my hands sliding lower and lower down his spine. He was fucking gorgeous, like a boy made out of porcelain.

    "G-gerard..."

    "Say it, Frankie."

    "I want you... I fucking want you... oh..." His eyelids flickered.

    I eased him down on the mattress, bending over with one hand planted on either side of his head so that our lips could meet.

    He sighed, hot breath tickling my skin and prompting me to kiss him even harder, tongues sliding seductively between barely parted lips. A loud ringing made me jump suddenly, needing another minute to catch my breath. I realized that my cellphone was ringing. Shit.

    "Jus' leave it," Frankie moaned, arms encircling my neck and pulling me back to him.

    I gave in to temptation and let the cell's rings eventually fade into nothing as I leaned down again to Frank's waiting body. Seconds later, however, the high-pitched ringing began again, seemingly twice as shrill. "Motherfucking-" I tore myself away from Frankie with a groan and stumbled to the dresser for the phone. My jeans were unbuckled and hanging low, and I almost tripped before I picked it up, snapping a greeting. "What?"

    **the next will be up. i just need to do a little something.**
     
  14. MCRxParader

    MCRxParader Active Member

    ah, SUSPENSE. :eek:

    stupid phone, not letting Gee and Frank have their sexytime. :)
     
  15. Kriss

    Kriss Mrs. Sherlock

    Wonder who's calling..
    Can't wait for more.
     
  16. 0punkrocker0

    0punkrocker0 Member

    last chapter until i go to sleep. =P

    Chapter 34

    Of course it was Mikey. "Gerard? Where are you?"

    "Who are you, the goddamned babysitter?"

    "Just tell me where you are." He sounded slightly urgent.

    "At a motel."

    "A motel? Where?!"

    "Near the theater. Why the hell do you care?"

    "If you're with somebody, you might wanna go outside... This is really serious."

    I had no idea what he was talking about. "Enough with the shit, Mikey. I'm busy." I darted a glance at Frankie, still lying on his back on the bed, shirtless again, with half-closed eyes. He looked incredibly erotic in the dim room.

    "I don't care if you're busy, Gerard. This is important. Are you by yourself right now?"

    I looked back at Frank. "Yeah," I lied. Instead of going outside, I crossed back over to him, leaning on the edge of the mattress next to where he lay.

    "Look, Gerard... Hell, are you even listening?" Mikey sounded somewhere between tense and annoyed.

    Frankie's hand was tracing my collarbone slowly. I could barely breathe. "Yeah, uh-huh. Sure."

    My brother didn't believe me and sighed, angry and exasperated. "Okay. Gerard, you've gotta stop-"

    I interrupted. "Look, can't we just have this conversation another- Ohh..." My voice trailed off as Frankie's fingers slipped down across my chest. He had scooted closer, and his warm breath was tickling the back of my neck.

    "Gerard? What the fuck's going on? Are you fucking listening or not?" Mikey was really getting pissed.

    "I'm listening, I'm listening!"

    "You have to stop seeing Frank."

    I sat up in surprise, pissed off. "What the fuck? Not this again..."

    Frankie mumbled something in annoyance and wrapped his arms around my shoulders, trying to pull me back down.

    I let myself recline again, leaning on the mattress, but I kept pressing Mikey. "What the fuck does that mean?!"

    "You heard me, Gerard. I have a reason for it, though. You're gonna hurt him... you have to come home right now."

    Mikey was completely serious; I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "What are you talking about? How the hell do you think you know this shit?"

    "Gee..." Frankie moaned plaintively from beside me, hands around my waist. "Tell whoever that you'll call 'em back..."

    "Hold on." I covered the phone. "Wait, Frank!" I had to know what the fuck my brother was saying.

    "You can't hurt the kid much at a movie theater, Gerard." Mikey's voice had a smirk in it. "But trust me- you take him to some fucking motel, and you're asking for a chance to fuck with him, in more than one way."

    "I can't believe you think you have the right to say that!"

    Next to me, Frankie was still pouting from my earlier rebuke.

    "Just come home, Gerard."

    "This is ridiculous, I-"

    Frankie whimpered from his sprawled position on the mattress, trying to recapture my attention. "You rather be fucking whoev'r your talking to?" he murmured sulkily, lips fixed in a seductive pout.

    "Is someone with you?" Mikey questioned suspiciously. "Is he with you?!"

    "No, that was... the television; he's outside, um, smoking."

    Frankie frowned, seeming to realize as I lied that something serious was actually going on. He sat up slightly and gave me an anxious look.

    "If you aren't back here in twenty minutes-"

    "You'll what, come get me, you little fucker? You're my goddamn little brother. My actions are my own responsibility."

    "What's going on?" Frank hissed urgently, some of the shyness returning to his eyes.

    "You know what, Mikey? Go to fucking hell." I closed my phone abruptly and sighed darkly.

    "Gee?"

    "Not now."

    I didn't look, but I could feel the bed bounce as Frankie got quietly to his feet. The bathroom door clicked shut a few seconds later, and I put my head in my hands, sitting on the very edge of the mattress. What was Mikey's fucking problem? I slumped back on the bed, but I was feeling restless, and I got to my feet again after only a few minutes. Digging my cigarettes out of my pocket, I went out onto the balcony for a smoke.

    **oh btw, to gaby:
    thanks for the mikey-flavored lollipop. =]]**
     
  17. Gaby

    Gaby Clash city rocker

    Those were great.
    And Mikey: WTF?! are you fucking crazy?!
    They're happy together!

    Lol.

    And ACDC, you're welcome.
     
  18. MCRxParader

    MCRxParader Active Member

    ughh Mikey, not this again. *rolls eyes*

    I wonder what he could mean though. :huh:

    I MUST KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT.

    can't wait till next update. :)
     
  19. FrerardLove5

    FrerardLove5 Member

    Maybe Mikey like... knows some stuff that... You know what? Never mind. Great update btw. I wanna fucking Mikey flavoured lolly. Or you know what? Nevermind. Mikey prolly tastes all sour now...
     
  20. Gaby

    Gaby Clash city rocker

    Actually, it doesn't.
    *gives you a mikey-flavored lollipop*
    Enjoy.
     

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