Gerard tried desperately to translate the sheer agony he was feeling onto paper. He couldn't do it. It was too hard.
Nearly an hour of staring at a blank page resulted in one written line.
all i want is you.
After a few minutes of staring at the line with a blank expression, he crossed it out.
He wrote a new line above it.
all i want is what i can't have.
He crossed that one out too.
all i want is nothing.
a/n: yea i know those are Frank's lyrics but just let it happened. very short chapter obvi, but a double update. the end is near, my dudes. stick around.
xøryan
YOU ARE READING
not my type ↬ frerard
Fanfictiondear fucking whoever... ~ ☆ #1 in the kikfic tag ☆ #11 in the petekey tag ☆ #12 in the frerard tag ~ disclaimer: i wrote this when i was like 14 so it's kind of problematic but whatever
