Literature
Hair ::frerard::
Today, he was going to do it. Run his fingers through that beautiful, beautiful long black hair, tell him how he felt and kiss him.
Frank sighed blissfully, daydreaming again about Gerard. That long black hair, those deep green eyes.
Yeah, today, he had the courage; he was going to tell him everything. Luckily, he had his steps. He clung to them for dear life. Without them, it wasnt going to work.
Run your fingers through his long black hair
tell him you love him
kiss him
Frank whispered as he went through the steps again.
He heard the door bang. Hey guys, Im here! And Ive got something