The One That Got Away
Chapter 30
Franks’ P.O.V
It had been a week since Jared and I had started our plan. A week full of him being the best boyfriend ever, Gerard looking like he wanted to tell me something and then deciding not to. It really broke my heart that he hadn’t really tried hard to do anything at all. I think that I really hurt him considering that every time Mikey saw me he gave me a death glare. Even in art! Gerard would avoid my gaze and when he did he would frown and then continue painting.
On second thought this plan is terrible and to top it off it's not even working. I need to talk to Jared about this.
~Gerard’s P.O.V~
This week has been the worst for me. I can’t even go out to lunch or to my car to see that Jared is with Frank and it’s killing me. I can’t sit in art anymore he sits next to me and I can’t help but look at him. When I look I him I also see Jared and that’s not helping one bit... I need to go home.
As the bell rang I got up from my seat and walked out of the classroom to my locker. I got all the stuff that I needed and told Mikey to get a ride home because I was going home early. He gave me a worried look but I assured him that I was going to be okay, then he just nodded and headed off to class. I on the other hand headed to the back parking lot and as I walked by the back alley I saw a shocking sight... Jared was there kissing Roger.
After about two seconds he pulled back and made direct eye contact with me and saying, “I can explain.” I shook my head and my hands at my sides were fists. Roger looked like he was confused.
I need to tell Frank and with that I turned and ran towards the school.
I was about half way through the hallway when Jared caught up with me and pulled me back by my shoulder.
“Will you just let me explain myself to you!?!”
“No! Why should I listen to you? Frank is like in love with you and you turn your back on him and do this?’ I yelled at him. He made a flustered noise and scrunched up his nose like he was battling with himself to tell me something, but in the end he just sighed. ‘If you don’t tell him, I will because you have no idea what he means to me and I will not let you hurt him" I warned.
It had been a week since Jared and I had started our plan. A week full of him being the best boyfriend ever, Gerard looking like he wanted to tell me something and then deciding not to. It really broke my heart that he hadn’t really tried hard to do anything at all. I think that I really hurt him considering that every time Mikey saw me he gave me a death glare. Even in art! Gerard would avoid my gaze and when he did he would frown and then continue painting.
On second thought this plan is terrible and to top it off it's not even working. I need to talk to Jared about this.
~Gerard’s P.O.V~
This week has been the worst for me. I can’t even go out to lunch or to my car to see that Jared is with Frank and it’s killing me. I can’t sit in art anymore he sits next to me and I can’t help but look at him. When I look I him I also see Jared and that’s not helping one bit... I need to go home.
As the bell rang I got up from my seat and walked out of the classroom to my locker. I got all the stuff that I needed and told Mikey to get a ride home because I was going home early. He gave me a worried look but I assured him that I was going to be okay, then he just nodded and headed off to class. I on the other hand headed to the back parking lot and as I walked by the back alley I saw a shocking sight... Jared was there kissing Roger.
After about two seconds he pulled back and made direct eye contact with me and saying, “I can explain.” I shook my head and my hands at my sides were fists. Roger looked like he was confused.
I need to tell Frank and with that I turned and ran towards the school.
I was about half way through the hallway when Jared caught up with me and pulled me back by my shoulder.
“Will you just let me explain myself to you!?!”
“No! Why should I listen to you? Frank is like in love with you and you turn your back on him and do this?’ I yelled at him. He made a flustered noise and scrunched up his nose like he was battling with himself to tell me something, but in the end he just sighed. ‘If you don’t tell him, I will because you have no idea what he means to me and I will not let you hurt him" I warned.
8/20/13