'Cause You Stop The Noise.

I turned off my shower and picked up my towel to dry myself.

When I was done, I noticed in the stall next to me Gerard had also turned off his shower and was drying his hair.

God, he's gorgeous.

He stopped drying his hair and looked at me. He blushed and looked down.

Oh dear God. Was I staring at him?

I blushed too.

"So, Gerard. You said you're a faggot.. Uh, are you really gay?"

He looked a little sad, not that I've ever really seen him happy. It would be a little weird to see someone happy in a place like this.

"Yes, I am gay. I'm sorry if you don't want to be my friend anymore, it happens a lot."

"No, I was just wondering."

"Why?"

BecauseIlikeyoualotandIwantedtoknowifwehaveachance.

"I, uh.. Like someone.."

"A guy?"

"Yeah..."

"Are you gay?"

"No. Well, I don't know. I like girls and he's the only guy I like. I mean, why do I need a label?"

"It's how the world works. It's an ugly place, Frankie."

"Frankie?"

He blushed again, "Sorry Frank."

"No, I like it. Can I call you Gee?"

He smiled at me. A real Gerard smile, I could tell.

"Gee? I love it."

He slipped on his onsie and I put on my t-shirt and pj bottoms.

"So uh, who's this guy you like?"

YOU! IT'S YOU!

"Um.. Some guy?" I blushed. Nice one, Frankie.

"What's he like?"

"Have you ever just met someone and started talking to them, and even without knowing them very well, you like them?"

Another real Gerard smile. "I know how exactly how that is. Too bad he'll never feel the same way."

Me either, obviously.

I wish I could make Gerard smile like that.