Forgive me father, for I have sinned

Weeks soon turned into months. But it all felt like an eternity. My feelings for Father Way haven't faultered. In fact, i think they've grown even more and that makes me sick to my stomach. A man of fucking God. I've fallen for a priest. But he is soo damn hot and it makes me sexually frustrated. But its almost like he's deliberately flirting or trying to be sexy in my presense. But when he is around with teachers or other students, he's normal and extremely formal to them. Did I really want Father Way to think of me in a romantic way? Is it insane or ridiculous? I mean the dreams i've been thinking about are bad enough and I knew I was going to hell either way and I can't afford to bring him with me. Why cant I be a normal boy with a normal relationship with a girl? Im not even sure if I like Gerard in that way. I mean i may just want to be noticed rather than ignored. With all his "flirting* of some sort, its obvious I have his attention so whatever i was doing, i need to stop. Such as getting myself into situations where I could be put in detention with him. So i need to keeo my mouth shut and cut down on swearing. Easier said than done. He is making me more stressed than I have ever felt before. But its a different kind of stress

Ray and I walked to history class together, taking our usual seats and didnt really bother trying to wind up the teacher. I guess it because we were both tired. I didn't mind history. It actually is one of my stronger subjects.
"Mr Iero. Are you with us?" The teacher said loudly, obviously noticing me daydreaming.
"Uh yes m'am." I said quickly. Ray gave a snort only resolving in me elbowing him.
"Ah well good. Just try and keep your focus." The teacher sighed. I nodded and went back to work.
Class finished quicker than I thought it would. But of course that leaded to lunch time. Shit.
Ray had to drag me into the mess hall since I didn't want to eat lunch and approach you know who. I quickly grabbed my food and dashed over to the empty table with Ray. The room was quiet until a figure walked into the hall. Thats when all the boys started to greet Gerard. He gave small smiles and nods before grabbing his food plate and walk over to our table. Shit shit shit shittttt.
"Afternoon, Frank, Ray. May I sit down?" Gerard asked.
"Sure!" Ray chirped but recieved a glare from me.
"Im going to the bathroom." I said bluntly before getting uo and leaving the hall, heading towards the shelter where I needed a smoke. I looked around to make sure no one was around before pulling out a cigarette and lighter. I needed one. I felt to stressed and needed to loosen up. I closed my eyes and took a puff, slouching against the wall before sitting down on the ground.
"Well I dont recall this being the bathroom..." A voice said. My eyes shot open and the lil' priest shit is here.
"Go away..." I sighed, not wanting to get close to him.
"Whats wrong Frank?"
I was going to reply with a blunt 'You.' But that would be a bad move.
"Nothing. I want to be alone." I murmmered. Ugh just fuck off already.
He sighed. "I know something is wrong Frank. You can always come to the church to talk about it. There is a confession box in there, open all day till 12am." He gave a smile and walked away. Well. That was easy. I doubt i'd be going to the confession box anytime soon. But i did notice his behaviour has changed. Has he noticed that im trying to avoid him? Is he annoyed? Fuck.

Notes

Sorry this is crap. I have major writers block...
yeah. Next chapter will be better.