Because I love you more than my heart can bear...
Frank. And his hatred.
'Pick up... pick up!' Rosey spoke urgently into the phone. She had been trying to call Gerard for two hours, to tell him the good news, but so far, no one had answered. She needed to talk to him, she needed to hear his sweet voice speaking sweet words of honey into her ear. That was how much she loved him.
'Hey it's Gerard here! Who are you? How'd you get my number and are you a stalker?'
'Gerard!' She was delighted that she could atleast hear his voice, next she would be able to see him!
'Rosey! Rosalie!! I'm so happy to hear from you!' He did sound genuinely happy to hear from her. Her heart swelled, with all of her love that she could barely contain.
'Gerard! Mum said I could come! I can come, Gerard!'
'Rosey, that's great! I shall come round with the boys and we can load up your stuff!'
After Gerard hung up the phone, he quickly composed his face to that of a sad expression..
'What is it, Gerard?' Frank asked as he came rushing over - his face plastered with compassion, and strangely hope.
'It's - it's Rosey... She - she she...'
'What is it, Gerard?' Frank asked again, hope spreading further and further across his face.
'She can come!' Gerard yelled, jumping up and grapping Frank in a hug. Normally Frank woiuld have been happy about the close quarters that they now found themselves in - but he couldn't. He couldn't - not when he knew that Rosalie would be coming to take Gerard away from him. Rosalie had ruined the chances of Frank and Gerard ever being together. Happily. Ever. After. And he hated her for that. He hated her with a passion.
He hated her.
'Hey it's Gerard here! Who are you? How'd you get my number and are you a stalker?'
'Gerard!' She was delighted that she could atleast hear his voice, next she would be able to see him!
'Rosey! Rosalie!! I'm so happy to hear from you!' He did sound genuinely happy to hear from her. Her heart swelled, with all of her love that she could barely contain.
'Gerard! Mum said I could come! I can come, Gerard!'
'Rosey, that's great! I shall come round with the boys and we can load up your stuff!'
After Gerard hung up the phone, he quickly composed his face to that of a sad expression..
'What is it, Gerard?' Frank asked as he came rushing over - his face plastered with compassion, and strangely hope.
'It's - it's Rosey... She - she she...'
'What is it, Gerard?' Frank asked again, hope spreading further and further across his face.
'She can come!' Gerard yelled, jumping up and grapping Frank in a hug. Normally Frank woiuld have been happy about the close quarters that they now found themselves in - but he couldn't. He couldn't - not when he knew that Rosalie would be coming to take Gerard away from him. Rosalie had ruined the chances of Frank and Gerard ever being together. Happily. Ever. After. And he hated her for that. He hated her with a passion.
He hated her.