'Cause You Stop The Noise.

"When you're done eating, go brush your teeth and get changed in the bathrooms. I unlocked your dressers."

Phil walked off with his cup of coffee to talk to another one of the supervisers.

"Do you smoke?"

I stared at Gerard.

"Because this morning I got my friend to sneak me some cigarettes and last night I stole a key from Lauren.."

I haven't smoked in two days, I wasn't thinking about it until now. I need a fucking smoke.

"When?"

"Well we have free time after brushing our teeth. We can go now, though."

I smiled at him.

"Let's go."

We walked towards the laundry room.

"There's a door back here?"

"Yeah, we can't have anyone see us.. This is the only place I could think of."

Gerard got out a key and opened the door.

"Why did you want me to smoke with you?"

"I don't know. You're nice to talk to."

"Why?"

"You just are."

He smiled at me, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and handed me one.

"Gee?"

"Yes?"

"Do you have a lighter?"

"Of course I do, Frankie dear."

He pulled out a red better boop lighter and lit his cigarette, then mine.

"How did you try to kill yourself?"

He took a drag and looked down.

"I got really fucking drunk and high off cocaine, and tried to hang myself."

"Why didn't it work?"

He sighed.

"I don't know, but I wish it would have."

"I'm glad it didn't."

He put his head in his hands and started crying.

You're way too beautiful, Gerard.

"I'm sorry, Frank."

I stared at him.

"Why?"

"I really like you."

"I really like you too."

He looked up and wiped his face.

"Why?"

"I just do."

He smiled.

I smiled back, then leaned closer to him and kissed him.