Frerard :Fact [1/?]
Title:Fact [1/?]
Author: lizaaytoxic
Pairing: Frank/Gerard Jane/ ...
Rating:Gays, Frerard
POV: First person
Summary: Jane is just a plane girl, she feels like being suffacated by the worldW, until 2 boys ran into her in the city.
warning: In the beginning it looks like Gerard isn't the real gerard, just wait. i'll turn outgood. fluffiness and hyper guys n.n
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank or Gerard or Frerard
I was wandering around, wearing the same clothes like all the other people on the street. Trying not to stand out, trying to be normal. I'm a balletdancer and so is my mum. My brother is a soccer player and my dad is a golf fanatic.
I don't like what i do or how i act, i do it for the sake of my family. I like people who are there own person, who not try to copy anyone. A boy walks on the other side of the street. Green skinny Jeans, purple shirt, yellow shoes, raven black hair. I like the way he looks. He has his own colorful look. He's probably happier then me, he's humming a song. I can't place wich song it was, i know it from somewhere, though. But i could only hum 'Beethoven' or some other stupid classic music.
When i look at myself i see a dull person. Brown vest, plain jeans, a black jacket. black shoes. Just plane Jane. The worst part of it all is that my name really is Jane. Someday i secretly listened to some music, not the mainstream crap. It was so beautiful. That's all i could think of now. The boy i saw earlier walked up to me, now with another boy, wearing, ripped jeans, had eyeliner on and an old misfits shirt. I was shocked and looked around me, to see if there weren't sitting any other people next to, but it was only me, plane jane. The boy with the ripped jeans, i now see he haves red hair on his side bangs, sat down on my left and the colorful boy sat down on my right. "Hello, you dull person" they both grinned at the same time, which was kinda cute. "How's your day going, love?" the colorful one giggled. "W-what? a-are you talking to me?" i stutterd. "Do you see anyone els?" the other one asked cheerful:"we're about to spice up your live." he continued wiggeling his eyebrow. "My Name is Frank" the other one said, the colorful one said a short:"Gerard" to let me know his name. "G-gerard and F-frank." i stuttered again. Why couldn't i just keep myself togheter? Is this because i like the way these guys look? "Yeah, that's us." Frank grinned, he was acctualy pretty short and really cute. "You know, i saw you looking at the 'Hard&Heavy' section in the cd-shop over there." Gerard said while pointing at a shop with blue lights allumenating the name. I allmost sobbed ant looked down at my shoes, damn, why can't i just be myself? "You cought me." i said softly. "You like that kinda music?" Frank asked while ignoring my soft sentence. My face flushed:"Offcourse, i love it." i said secure. "Then be your self, stupid! What's your name?" Gerard smirked. "My name is..."i couldn't say Jane, could i ? they would think i'm joking. "Jane." i said while allmost instantly regretting it. "Are you serious? you are thé plane jane?" Gerard smiled a little. "Yeah... that's me." i said while again looking down at my ugly brownish shoes. I saw Frank rolling his eyes, in the corner of my eyes, then he sighed. "We have to do something about this." he comanded. "H-how do you mean?" i said stupidly. "You are not telling me, you like the way you are, are you?" Gerard spat, while looking me up and down. "That would be so wrong!" Frank suported him. I grunted and squeezed my eyes shut:"You think i fucking like this!?" I looked furious at the two of them, pulling at my worn out brown jumper. "It's ugly! I'm ugly!" i cried out. "Well, that's the spirit!" Frank laughed, then he hugged me tight. "not meaning that you're ugly, cuz you're not fuckin' ugly, you're beautiful. Everyone can see that, even me and Gee can, can't we Gee?" he said while letting go of the hug. Gerard looked kinda annoyed by the hug but then replied with a soft:"Sure, you are beautiful, i can't deny that."