The snow fell slowly and silently as I lay awake in my bed on the cold December early morning. It's about three in the morning. The sun is still below the horizon out of sight. I see small dots of snow falling slowly to the already snow covered ground outside. Although the sun is still nowhere to be seen, outside my house is a purplish shade of early morning before the sun shows itself. It's a perfect morning.

I sit up in my bed and rub the tired from my half awake eyes. I hear the sound of tapping against my window, turning to see Gerard smiling brightly. I smile and quickly stand from my bed, throwing on a random pair of shoes and wrapping my winter coat around my pajama clothed body. I open my bedroom door silently, making extra sure not to wake my parents and then get questioned where I am going at such an early hour.

Opening the door of my bedroom and shutting it was the easy part. Now I have to walk across the squeaky floor boards in the blackness of the morning without awaking my mother and or father. Small steps, small steps I repeat to my self as I slowly make my way across the old house floors. My arms are outstretched in front of me so I avoid walking into any large objects and making an obnoxious noise, and a mess.

After what seemed like ten minutes of small steps, but it was only three, I get to the door and push it open; getting a big gust of wind to the face along with some blowing snow. I'm frozen to the bone, but still step outside into the freezing temperatures. I go to the back where Gerard is patiently waiting for me. He smiles when he sees me and waves a little.

"Good morning, Frank." Gerard smiles sweetly, kissing me on my cold cheek. Gerard and I go way back, back to about the years of kindergarten. And we're still friends, best friends, to this day; ten years later now in high school. I love Gerard, more than a friend; but I've never told him how I feel about him because I don't want things to get awkward between us.

"Morning Gerard," I smile back blushing a little.

"Walk?" He asks holding out a white hand for me to take.

I smile more and take his larger hand into my smaller hand.

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I love walking in the morning, and I also love walking in the snow. So walking in the morning snow, with the person I love is a perfect way to start off the day. I'm ignoring the cold wind whipping against my face, and focusing on Gerard and my fingers' interlaced tightly, keeping our palms warm.

"So Frankie," Gerard's voice says breaking the silence between us. "rumor has it that you have a crush; is it true?"

My cheeks turn redder, but not from the cold weather. "Maybe," I say grinning slyly in Gerard's direction.

He smiles and lets out a small, cute, adorable giggle, giving me a gentle shove on the shoulder. "Just tell me Frank," Gerard demands when I regain my balance. "we're best friends. Best friends tell each other everything, y'know."

I exhale playfully and look at him. His eyes have a small gleam from the brightening morning sky, making me blush ever so slightly more. His hair is all over the place from the strong winds that have been blowing in our faces all morning. His usually pale cheeks are now beat red like someone has been smacking them for hours. His nose was also glowing red, such as Rudolf's bright red nose that guides Santa's sleigh every Christmas eve. He looks just so perfect in this moment, much like many other moments.

"Frank," Gerard whines and rolls his eyes, making me come out of my drifting closer day dream. "you were staring again, honey," Gerard always calls me that, but he means it in a best friend kind way; not the way I wish he meant it in.

"Oops," I say blushing and smiling more.

"So tell me, Frankie! Who are your crushing on?" Gerard asks, seeming to be overly excited about my love life. Which doesn't seem like the normal Gerard.

I sigh again and giggle a little looking down at the snowy ground. "You," I say quietly, hoping he didn't hear me.

But he did. "Me?"

"Yeah, you." I mutter nervously looking back up at him. Our walking has stopped and we now stand in the frozen rain being whipped against our faces.

After Gerard not replying for a few moments, I sigh and hide my face in the hand that is out of Gerard's grip. "I knew I shouldn't have told you. Now you'll think I'm really creepy and weird and stupid and-"

I was cut off by Gerard's lips freezing lips pressed against mine. I smile and give him a kiss back. And before I know it, we're both laying on the snow covered ground, holding and kissing each other; just like how I have always wanted.