Even Heroes Get The Blues

(Franks Pov)
Most of today had gone by as usual, the boring classes and dickheads making homophobic comments in the hallways, oh how I love school! But today something was different, I had something to look forward to, art class with Gerard. I'd already had 3 classes with him today but from what he's told me it seems he's a talented artist. Oh imagine, he could be beautiful AND talented! As I walked into the art room I saw him alone at the back, it wasn't exactly hard to miss his hair in all it's fire coloured glory. I giggled as I sat next to him.
"What's so funny frankie?" he laughed. Wait oh my god did he call me frankie? I find it so cute when people like him call me frankie.
"Your hair Gee, your hair is funny."
Gerard's POV
Did he just call me Gee? There were very few people who I'd let call me Gee. My mother, my brother and really really cute guys, and Frank was a really, really cute guy and that's why I need ed to talk to him.
"Frank?" I asked cautiously.
"Yeah gee?" He said in a voice that sent shivers down my spine, he then seemed to get uncomfortable, "have they told you? I understand if you don't want to talk to me anymore."
"Yes frank, they have told me and I just wanted to tell you that i.........I'm.......I'm gay Frankie....."

Notes

THEY KNOW! How do you guys think frank is gonna react? (you should know, it is a frerard after all!)

might not be able to do two updates a day anymore, sawry :(

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until next time we meet killjoys,
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