The rest of the day went by uneventful. As usual people said shit to me and as usual I had to put up with it. At the lest bell I pulled my bookbag over my shoulder and headed out the front gates. Suddenly I felt someone grab my shoulder from behind. I jumped and dropped my bag on the ground, my cigarettes scattering across the ground.
"Oh sorry, I didn't mean to scare you!" I heard Gerard's voice behind me.
"Its fine." I breath out a sigh of relief and bend down to pick up my bag and cigarettes. I notice Gerard is leaning down to and our hands bump into each others. I know it sounds like some stupid movie, but when our hands touched I felt a warm tingly feeling in my hand, my heart sped up and I'm pretty sure I blushed. Neither of us moves our hands for a long moment.
"Faggots." Someone growls shoving me onto Gerard. I collapse on top if him and we are both laying on the ground. Gerard just rolls his eyes and blushes. I don't want to admit it, but I actually don't mind being this close to him, hell I enjoy it, a lot. I sigh and roll off of him before I weird him out.
"Sorry." I say shoving my cigarettes in my bag and slinging my bag on my shoulder.
"I didn't mind." Gerard says with a wink as he stands up. Did he just wink? Damn that was cute. Wait, did I just say he was cute? Okay he was cute, but that didn't make me gay did it? 'Yes.' Says the little voice in the back of my head that's always right.
"Do you need to go to your house for clothes?" Gerard asks me as we walk down the sidewalk.
"Oh yeah, hey where do you live?" I ask him
"Let me walk you to your place to get clothes and I'll show you. " Gerard says.
"I don't think you comeing to my place is a good idea." I say softly. I dont want him knowing I live in a trailer with a abusive, drunken dad.
"Please." Gerard whines.
"No." I say "I don't want you to."
"Why not." Gerard says looking hurt "Do you not like me?"
I feel bad for makeing him think its his fault. "It's just that, I kind of, um live in a really crappy trailer, and my dad doesn't really like, people." I answer embarrassedly.
"Oh Frank, I don't care about that, it's not your fault." Gerard says grabbing my hand and giving it a quick squeeze before letting go I feel sad that he let go so quick. Okay maybe I am kind of gay. Oh well.
"Alright, you can come." I decide. I know I will regret it.

Notes

Sorry it took so long lovelies! Just so you guys know the character contest is still going on! I have gotten some great ones so far!

Never change.

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