Who Knew It Was You? - Chapter Three

Who knew that it was you?

Chapter Three - Smurfs

Gerard's POV

I tentatively brought my knees up to my chest, wrapping my arms around my legs. This action was 20% to warm myself up a bit, and 80% cos i was embarrassed about the fact that i was naked. "Um..." i muttered, unsure what to do. I glanced round the alleyway, watching the boy from the corner of my eye.
"Stand up, we need to get you out of this rain and cold" smiled the boy, holding out his hand towards me. I blinked, staring at the hand for a second. Small thin fingers, their nails chewed and painted black and yellow. I reached out and slipped my hand into his, pulling my self up. I stood there shivering, wrapping my arms around myself to keep out the cold. The boy was small, smaller then himself at least.

Frankie POV

I grasped the boys hand as the he pulled himself up. Due to his weight i nearly toppled right over. I looked up when he was stood up . My god. He looked small on the ground, but now he was stood up he towered above. I looked at him concerned. He was shivering, his arms wrapped around himself to try and keep in some sort of heat. Frank felt a rush of sympathy for the boy as he slipped off his jacket and gave it too him. "Won't do much but it'll help." I said smiling at him. "Come on we need to get you out of here." I began to walk towards the exit of the alley. When i didn't hear his footsteps behind me, i turned around and looked at him quizzically.

Gerard's POV

I stared. And stared at him some more. This 'savior', this person who was stood in the rain after giving him his jacket, this person was helping him. But this was New Jersey. Nothing was for free and kindness was an unknown word here. I narrowed my eyes at him, studying him all over. What did he want? Why was he helping me? My eyes skimmed over him, taking in how the moon light lit up some of his features, looking at his wide innocent eyes, staring at me in confusion. "What do you want?" i whispered at him, my eyes searching his face.

Frankie POV

I stared at him. What did i want? I wanted to help him. I looked up sharply as he shouted "What do you want from me?!" I smiled slightly. "I want to help you. You remind me of someone i used to know. I didn't help him. He died. I don't like making a habit of making the same mistake twice." I looked him straight in the eyes.

Gerard's POV

I stared into his eyes. For one nanosecond, his wide innocent eyes showed pain and sorrow. I couldn't help but trust this stranger. The stranger who i didn't even know the name of. The stranger who didn't even know my name but was willing to help me anyway. He was a guy who appeared not to care where you've come from or what you've done. If you need help, he'll help you. "Whats your name?" i asked quietly. The boy looked up at me, through his eyelash's. "The names Frank Anthony Iero. Now move your backside, i don't plan on letting you turn so blue that i end up with a smurf on my hands."