Can I Love You?

Gerard's POV

I'd seen this little punk kid out the front of the school, and I thought he was really cute. YES! I'm gay! Get over it! He had on a misfits hoodie and a VERY tight pair of grey skinnies that showed of his butt perfectly. I wanted to go talk to him, but of course I couldn't, he was WAY out of my league, that's if he even swung my way. For a second, he looked like he might be coming over, but then he'd just turned away.
The school looked big and confusing, and I was a little afraid of getting lost in here. I had horrible images in my head of me wandering the halls, and somehow ending up in the basement, being chased by an axe-wielding janitor, *ooh, shivers*, yeah! I watch too many horror movies.
"Sir? SIR! ... Mr. Biersack?" It was the punk kid, pulling me out of my head. Turning around to see what was happening, I saw him disappear into one of the art rooms, and moments later come running back out, hot on the heals of who I presume to be "Mr. Biersack", though he doesn't look like any teacher I'VE ever had, as the man stormed down the hallway, shouting as he turned the corner at the end.
I had a few minutes before I had to be in English, so I figured I'd check out what all the ruckus was about. As I reached the intersection, I nearly puked on the spot. There, on the floor, were my brother and sister, looking like someone had used them for boxing practice. Mikey seemed to have what would probably turn into a quite spectacular black eye, and was sitting with his back to the wall, with one arm around his thin ribs, and the other around our sister, protectively. Micha had a split lip and a bloody nose, and tears trailing down her pale cheeks, what kind of asshole punches girls anyway? The punk kid, I really got to find out his name, was crouched in front of them, his hand on Mikeys arm, in a comforting gesture.
Over to the right of them, stood the weird teacher, shouting and even swearing at this group of 5 boys, who appeared to be cowering in fear of the slightly goth looking man. I quickly came to the conclusion that they were the ones responsible for my siblings current state, and decided then and there, that I like this Mr. Biersack, plus, he IS kinda hot.
Snapping out of it, I turn back to Mikey and Micha... and the little punk kid, who now seems to be staring right at me, what?
"M&M, what the hell happened?" I demanded, dropping to my knees next to them, purposely avoiding punk kids curious gaze as my cheeks started to flame at the attention.
"I heard Micha scream, and came running, they were beating her up..." Mikey rushed out, pointing at the 5 boys "I saw red and attacked... but there were too many, Gee." He whined at me, his own tears threatening to fall.
I sighed, so protective, but he really needed to learn his limits. "Ok, well, I think you both need a trip to the nurse...err..." Where the hell's the nurses office? Shit! Gotta do it. "Can you help me with them?" I asked, turning my still red face towards punk kid, and offering a shy, but hopeful smile.
Punk kid grinned, a smile that could light up the night "Sure, no probs dude. I'm Frank" he stuck out his hand to me.
I shook the offered hand, it was warm and soft "Hi Frank, I'm Gerard." I grinned back. God he's cute.

Notes

Hi, Geesgirl here, I'll be writing in Gees POV, also in Bobs and Rays from time to time, so comment etc, love to hear your views.
Peace out my little chipmunks
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