Frank's Point Of View


We were now at Mr Way's apartment; it felt kinda weird, calling him Mr Way. I mean I have kissed him, but I guess the entire situation is weird to be truthful.

I kissed my teacher. Oh shit! I kissed my teacher! He is going to go to jail and I'm going to be expelled! Oh my gosh!

"Frank?" Gerard called.

"Huh? Wha-FUCK?" I stumbled.

He chuckled "English please, sweetheart."

Sweetheart.

"I-this-this is illegal, you could lose your job and go to prison and oh my gosh!" I rambled.

"Frank, don't you think I know that? I know the risks, I know the consequences. I know I'm putting my ass on the line, but you're worth it. It’s been hard to figure out and even harder to truly accept, but in the short time I've known you, I've developed feelings for you, feelings too deep to ignore or bypass.

I know how awfully this could end, but right now, I don't give a shit! Right now, all I care about is you, yes I've probably not made the best of impressions so far, but, despite all the shit, I wanna give it a go, would you, do me the great honour of becoming my boyfriend?" He inquired somewhat nervously.

I grinned a grin large enough to split my already bruised cheeks. "Yes" I giggled. He smiled, embracing me in a warm hug, a hug that made me feel safe, protected.

"Well, now that's out of the way, let us go forth into the bed chamber, where we are to watch horror movies until we pass the fuck out!" He exclaimed.

I laughed "Dork."

He gave me a devious look, as he slowly walked towards me; I turned around letting out a yelp as I ran down the halls. I couldn't hear him, so I ran into his bedroom and hid under the duvet. It was quiet, too quiet; however, I lay there, not wanting to blow my cover.

I let out a squeal as the duvet was ripped off of the bed; I stayed there still until Gerard jumped up out of nowhere and began ferociously tickling me. I was giggling and laughing uncontrollably.

"St-stop-p, ahhh, stahhp" I screamed.

Soon enough the tickling halted as we both took note of the position we were in, Gerard straddling my hips. We just giggled as he flopped down beside me. He raised a hand and lazily pointed a finger at the desk in his room.

"There's a ton of movies over there, pick one" he smiled. I groaned and pulled myself over there, I was about to pick up a film when I saw a sheet of paper titled 'Stay', with untitled scrawled underneath. Intrigued, I skimmed the page.

Stay
The lights already low enough to play
Can you catch me when I'm falling down
And I'll go and come home
And if you try to make the most of this
And do what you always told me
When you made me walk away

And would you stay right here
Did I tell you
That someone out there loves you
If you stay right here
Did I tell you
That someone out there loves you after all

Sometimes the things can always be so far
And sometimes you could look me back
And walk down to catch this reason
I tried to make the most of this
And could you make me miss you when we
Dance beneath the stars

And would stay right here
Did I tell you
That someone out there loves you
If you stay right here
Did I tell you
That someone out there loves you

If there's no one, no one out there
Is there no one, no one who cares
If there's no one, no one out there
Is there no one like you to share
But would you ask yourself
Would you ask yourself

Stay

And would you stay right here
Did I tell you
That some out there loves you

Stay with me stay right here
Stay with me stay right here
Stay right here stay with me
Stay with me Stay with me
Stay with me Stay with me
Stay with me Stay with me
Stay with me Stay with me
Stay with me Stay with me

Stay Stay Stay Stay

They appeared to be song lyrics of some sort. I was astonished. "These are amazing. Stay?" I asked. "Umm, I'm sure they're not that great, uhh, Stay isn't really the title, I'm undecided.” he smiled.

“I was wondering what you were doing over there” he chuckled.

“Haha, I can be nosey, but they really are amazing lyrics, how did you come up with them?” I questioned.

“I was inspired by a certain midget!” he giggled.

I pouted as he pecked my lips, making me forget about the miniscule dispute.

Gerard put on the film as we snuggled together.

Notes

Kind of a filler chapter.

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Question: Gerard Way, Andy Biersack and Patrick Stump. Who would you marry/fuck/kill?

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Miss MCR