Hey Mr. Way

'' Gerard! Gerard help! Gee!! '' I yelled, running faster than I ever have before down the coridoor. For some reason it seemed like I was going in slow-motion. Tyler and his friends were hot on my tail, and I could see that Tyler had a knife in his hands, and his face spelt death. I was shit scared and that's why I was able to run so fast, I never run, never.
'' GERARD! '' I called one last time before someone grabbed me and I hit the floor. I was almost unconsious, all I could hear was a voice saying my name.
'' Frankie, '' it said.
'' Frankie? ''
'' Frank? ''

'' FRANK! '' Gerard yelled as I woke up with a jolt, '' oh thank fuck. ''
I looked around and realised that it was all a dream, I wasn't really being chased down the hallway by Tyler again, it was just a dream replaying the events that had happened a while ago.
'' Fuck, '' I groaned and fell back onto the pillows in relief.
'' God you scared me, Frankie, '' Gerard breathed.
'' Why? How did I..? '' I asked.
'' You were overheating in your sleep and you kept tossing and turning violently, I thought you were going into shock or something, '' he explained.
'' I just had a nightmare, it was about Tyler, it was that time when he was chasing me with a knife....'' I said. I looked at the clock to see it was pretty much time to wake up now anyway, oh great, Monday.
'' Oh, okay, you're okay now? '' Gerard asked, putting a hand to my forehead to check my temerature.
'' I'm okay now, I need a shower, '' I said. I hopped out of bed and padded into the bathroom, then switched the shower on to warm up as I got undressed, which basically just included taking my boxers off because that's all I wore to bed.
I showered quickly and when I got out Gerard was already dressed and drinking coffee in the kitchen, he looked gorgeous though, with this tie on losely and his shirt untucked, his hair was a mess because he's a lazy fuck and obviously couldn't be bothered sorting it out. I sighed to myself happily, just staring at him, then realised he noticed me sighing and smiling.
He cocked his head slightly to one side and smiled.
'' You okay there Frankie? '' he giggled. I blushed and turned away, and I was so stupid that I accidentally dropped my towel on the floor and I had nothing on other than that.
'' S-shit! '' I blushed even more and grabbed the towel quickly and wrapped it back around me.
'' Awh bless, '' Gerard said trying to tease me, '' go get dressed or we're gonna be late! ''
I realised that we really were going to be late if I didn't get a move on.
'' Did my shirt even get washed? '' I called from the bedroom, I couldn't find it anywhere. Then to my horror I saw it on the radiator, but it was dripping wet.
'' Fuck, '' I heard Gerard mutter, '' it's..uh it's on the radiator. ''
'' Yeah and it's dripping wet still, '' I called back, '' did you only just put it there this morning? ''
There was a couple of seconds of slience before I heard him sigh, '' yeah. ''
He came through to the bedroom and started rooting around for a spare shirt I could borrow, since I only actually had one because of that time when Tyler put paint all over my other.
'' I need to go buy you a new one, we'll go soon I promise, '' Gerard said, throwing me one of his shirts even though it was going to be way too big. I laughed at him and put the shirt on quickly, before grabbing my bag as we headed out of the door.
Once I got into school I heard insults being fired at me from all directions from random strangers who I didn't even recognise their faces.
'' Ew it's emo fag. ''
'' Go cut your wrists somewhere else, emo. ''
'' Don't touch him, the gayness is contageous! ''
'' It's best to stay in a 5 metre radius, what if the gayness becomes airborn? RUN AWAY!! ''
Stupid inbeciles. They don't even understand a single thing, I hope for their sake that they weren't serious when they said they thought the gayness is contageous, because if they were serious then look who's not gonna get a job when they're older. Actually, what do I care if they don't get a job, it doesn't make any difference to me.
Oh look, what a surprise, my locker's covered in insults written on random scraps of paper, too. I tore them down and left them on the floor, taking the books that I needed for 1st lesson, throwing the rest of my stuff that I didn't need in there and slamming the door. It's not even worth getting annoyed about anymore, it happens almost on a daily basis, it's just the usual now.

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