Beat Me

Franks POV

----- Another Time skip sorry -----
It was currently Friday and I was on my way to lunch. I had tried my best to avoid everyone and everything, mostly succeeding. But there was that one person I just couldn't ignore, Gerard. I'm suppose to hate him, I should hate him, but I can't. its like having a rock I your shoe, you take it out then like thirty minutes later you feel it digging into your heel. I find this whole situation kinda funny, He made my life a living hell for 3 years and he waltzes back into my life saying sorry, and I forgave him. Well, I guess I did? He did stay at my house on Monday and we didn't have a single problem, it was actually quite nice to have someone around. Ya, I forgave him. But that doesn't mean I trust him. I walked in the lunch room, quickly grabbing something from the lunch cart and leaving. I walked outside only to be greeted my that stupid adorable face- wait. Did I just call Gerard's face adorable? No, I didn't. I'm denying it. "Hey, Frankie." I waved at him and we both sat down at the base of a tree. We were talking about nothing in particular when Mikey and Ray waved over to us and sat down. Ray was smiling, like usual, while Mikey looked really confused. probably as to why we were sitting alone together. See, Mikey and Ray didn't know about our, Err, Secret friendship. The rest of the day went by pretty quickly, and, soon Gerard and I were at my front door. Gerard insisted that he walk me home every day because of my getting jumped story. I knew he didn't believe it. We walked inside and set our stuff by the door. "My moms not gonna be home till 8:00 so we have the place to ourselves until then." I stated. Gerard nodded saying he understood and sat on the couch. I joined him saying, "What do you wanna do?" he quickly said "I have no idea." we sat in comfortable silence for a second before he said "Since when have we been this boring?" I smiled and said "Since we became highschoolers." After four hours of nothing at all my mom got home. She greeted Gerard and I and said "Gerard, would you like to eat dinner with us?" He accepted and soon we were all around the table eating stir fry. There wasn't much conversation, just the occasional 'How was your day' and such. Sooner then I liked dinner was finished and Gerard and I were headed to my room.

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