What is love? (Fernard)

chapter6

The band stared worridly at Frank. "I knew he wasn't okay"Bob said. The others didn't have the heart to glare at him.
"Lets take him home" Gerard softly said feeling guitly.

FRANK POV

Frank stared angrily at the wall. 'I couldn't even last 10 dammed minutes.'

"Frankie" a concerned vioce said. Frank felt someone poke him. "Come on Frankie. Talk to me."

"Sorry Gerard." Frank muttered quietly "my Gerard"

'My gerard?' Gerard thought he was hearing things. The object of his affections liked him back. "Don't be sorry. You were trying your best."

"But-"

"But nothing. You did your best."