Gerard's P.O.V

  I saw the smile creep across his face as I said it. He's happy. He's a happy Frank.

  At least I didn't say it first this time. It shows I'm not the only one falling fast, I've never had this affect on a guy. No one's ever moved across a state to be with me.

  As I came closer and closer to my door, I braced myself for my brother. I knew I'd get shouted at as soon as I walked through it.

 "Why did you go with him?" Here we go...

 "I knew it."

 "Knew what?"
 
 "That you'd be like this."

 "Damn right, after what he did to you, I'm hardly gonna leave it am I?"

 "Well, you should considering he's just moved across a state for me."

 "Wait what?"

 "Yeah that's right. He's moved across a state from Boston for me. Name me a girl that's ever done that for you."

 "I thought he lived in Albany."

 "You thought wrong."

 "Okay, so he moved across a state for you. That doesn't mean anything."

 "What do you mean it doesn't mean anything? It means everything. He loves me."

 "Are you assuming that?"

 "No, he told me." Mikey scrunched his nose up in concentration.

 "But Gerard -"

 "He said it first." I cut him off before he could any further, I knew where he was going.

 "Oh..."

 "Hell yeah, I've got you now!" I said, a smug smile gracing my features.

 "Shut up. I stand by my point. It could still mean nothing!"

 "Don't say that bitch!" I said, launching myself at him and flapping my hand in his face.

 "Ah, Gerard that was my nose!" He shouted as I stuck my fingers up something.

 "So what, you deserved it!" Wow, did he just growl at me? Where is this hostility coming from?

 "I'm just saying, I've seen it happen too many times before. I'm trying to look out for my big brother!"

 "Thanks for the vote of confidence in the relationship Mikey. It's almost as if you don't want me to be happy."

 "Oh Gerard, don't take it like that."

 "Why shouldn't I take it like that? That's how it was meant!"

 "Honestly Gerard, I want you to be happy, but not with him!"
 
 "Why? What is your problem with him anyway, you don't even know him."

 "I know enough about him. I know his type."

 "He doesn't have a type. He's just Frank. He's 'a Frank'!"

 "What does that even mean?!"

 "Frank's special and anyway it doesn't matter. Why don't you just admit you've never liked my taste in guys!"

 "That's not true!"

 "Yes it is Mikey, you know it is. That's why you've taken against every single guy I've ever been with."

 "I don't take against them as people! It's just the fact that they're guys!"
 
 "What?"

 "I didn't mean that."

 "Yes you did. Why don't you just say it? You hate that I'm gay. You're a fucking homophobe!"

 "Gerard..."

 "No. You know what, I don't need your blessing to be who I am. I'm going to Frank's and I want you out before I get back. I can't even look at you! Right now, you're not my brother!"