What can I say?
You're fucking irresistible..
Gerard P.O.V
I'm not to fond of the idea to be called down into the office to show some new kid around, but if it's going to be a substitute for a detention then fuck, I'll do it. I can't have too many detentions on my record or goodbye art school. So I agree to follow the old hag to the kid I'm helping. When I get there I'm in shock.. the kid is fucking hot. He wears a black fringe, curling around his hazel eyes coated with eye liner. The sides of his head are shaved and bleached. I study his face even more when I see his lip and nose ring. My eyes move down to his neck to see and inked tattoo of a scorpion and I shiver with all the thoughts of needles. I hate them. I shake that idea out of my head and look further down to see his red hoodie and black skinnies. He has a damn good figure. I lick my lips and look him down again. When I see his Hazel eyes look at me I switch my gaze to the office, hiding any evidence of me staring. I hear a gasp escape from his perfect lips and I try my hardest not to grin.
When it's time, I make my way in front of the boy and lead the way out the doors. I turn around and see him standing there, looking like he doesn't know what to do. I laugh at his confusion.. I think it's cute. I throw a smile at him and flip my head, "c'mon.." I smile when I see the boy jump up and follows me out the door. I turn back around, "So, you got a name short fry?"
Frank P.O.V
When Gerard starts to walk through the door I can't make my legs move. I curse to myself at my frustration and confusion. Still I watch Gerard as he walks through the door, I watch the way he flips his hair. "c'mon.." he motions me to follow him. I force myself to move my legs and by surprise they actually listen to me. I make my way towards him and he turns back around me way, "So, you got a name short fry?" Usually I hate it when people make fun of my height but for someone with his looks, I'm sure I can let it slide. "Frank." I answer and he looks back at me, "Frank.. Nice name. I'm Gerard." Yeah I know, beautiful name for a pretty face.. "So, Gerard. What classes do you have?" I ask him as I watch him walk. He's graceful with the way he sways his hips, almost hypnotizing me. I shake my head and change my gaze to the tiles under me. Gerard once more turns around and takes the paper from my hand and looks it over. "Hmm.. We have the same classes, so um follow me around so you don't get lost. It's a fucking ocean at this school." I blush when I hear I have EVERY class with this.. beautiful creature. "yeah.. Big school." I mutter to him. Now, instead of Gerard leading me everywhere he walks by my side, making it more comfortable so I don't stare at his butt again.. "So Frankie, what school did you come from?" Again I catch myself day dreaming and his voice pulls my head out of the clouds. "Hmm.? Oh, yeah. Some Catholic school in New York.." I start to blush from slight embarrassment. "Hmm, a gay in a catholic school, is that why you switched?"
I'm not to fond of the idea to be called down into the office to show some new kid around, but if it's going to be a substitute for a detention then fuck, I'll do it. I can't have too many detentions on my record or goodbye art school. So I agree to follow the old hag to the kid I'm helping. When I get there I'm in shock.. the kid is fucking hot. He wears a black fringe, curling around his hazel eyes coated with eye liner. The sides of his head are shaved and bleached. I study his face even more when I see his lip and nose ring. My eyes move down to his neck to see and inked tattoo of a scorpion and I shiver with all the thoughts of needles. I hate them. I shake that idea out of my head and look further down to see his red hoodie and black skinnies. He has a damn good figure. I lick my lips and look him down again. When I see his Hazel eyes look at me I switch my gaze to the office, hiding any evidence of me staring. I hear a gasp escape from his perfect lips and I try my hardest not to grin.
When it's time, I make my way in front of the boy and lead the way out the doors. I turn around and see him standing there, looking like he doesn't know what to do. I laugh at his confusion.. I think it's cute. I throw a smile at him and flip my head, "c'mon.." I smile when I see the boy jump up and follows me out the door. I turn back around, "So, you got a name short fry?"
Frank P.O.V
When Gerard starts to walk through the door I can't make my legs move. I curse to myself at my frustration and confusion. Still I watch Gerard as he walks through the door, I watch the way he flips his hair. "c'mon.." he motions me to follow him. I force myself to move my legs and by surprise they actually listen to me. I make my way towards him and he turns back around me way, "So, you got a name short fry?" Usually I hate it when people make fun of my height but for someone with his looks, I'm sure I can let it slide. "Frank." I answer and he looks back at me, "Frank.. Nice name. I'm Gerard." Yeah I know, beautiful name for a pretty face.. "So, Gerard. What classes do you have?" I ask him as I watch him walk. He's graceful with the way he sways his hips, almost hypnotizing me. I shake my head and change my gaze to the tiles under me. Gerard once more turns around and takes the paper from my hand and looks it over. "Hmm.. We have the same classes, so um follow me around so you don't get lost. It's a fucking ocean at this school." I blush when I hear I have EVERY class with this.. beautiful creature. "yeah.. Big school." I mutter to him. Now, instead of Gerard leading me everywhere he walks by my side, making it more comfortable so I don't stare at his butt again.. "So Frankie, what school did you come from?" Again I catch myself day dreaming and his voice pulls my head out of the clouds. "Hmm.? Oh, yeah. Some Catholic school in New York.." I start to blush from slight embarrassment. "Hmm, a gay in a catholic school, is that why you switched?"
Please update? This is so cute! You can't just leave them in the shower, they'll get all wrinkly!,! ;) X
6/24/14