Third Person P.O.V
He woke up about twenty minutes after the boy that punched him ran away.

“Ugh, Gerard.” He called then clutched his cheek with his hand. He then got up murmuring to himself about girlfriends, “Gerard”, and the pain that he was in. He started walking towards the direction of his house.

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Franks’ P.O.V
I unlocked the door, walked up my room and lay down on my bed. I was tired from running, emotionally exhausted because of Gerard, and in pain because of this Jared kid.

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Gerard’s P.O.V
I couldn’t sleep all night; well what was left of the night, Frank hadn’t called me back. That wasn’t what was concerning me, I was concerned about weather or not Frank had gotten home safely or not. I walked to the corner of my room and picked up my car keys from the desk. “I’m going to go look for him,” I said to myself. Then once again reality got a-hold of me and I realized that I don’t know where Frank lives. Also, that I wasn’t going to see Frank until maybe Monday.

Notes

Hey guys guess who's out on December break? If you guessed me then, yes you are correct..... So expect updates on both my stories!!
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K ;)