Yes, Mr. Way

I wake up slowly, and turn to Gerard, he's still lying there, snoring peacefully. I glance at the clock, it read 1 pm, I move my arm a little and soon he wakes up, he looks adorable.

'Hey sleepy head' I smile, kissing him on his warm red cheek.

'H-hey baby' he smiles sleepily, rubbing his perfect hazel eyes and turning to face me, he looks so gorgeous.

'How do you feel?' i ask, gently moving his hair out of his eyes.,

'Okay, I'm okay because your here with me ' He smiles, hugging me softly.

I blush and move closer to him, i wanted to feel his perfect body against mine. I pull away a little.

'I guess ill have to go to school tomorrow as I'm not exactly 'ill' any more' I say, sighing a little knowing Gerard wont be there.

'Well if you do i will because i guess I'm okay now' he smiles, kissing me on the cheek.

'You sure?' I say a little concerned, i don't want him getting weird looks off anybody.

'Yeah and that means i don't have to tell Mikey, so it cant upset him about me being in hospital' Gerard says.

'Okay, i have maths tomorrow so I'm pretty sure my day will be 'fine' Mr. Way' I laugh, also winking a little, but i was excited about maths, i never had been before but ever since Gerard came along, I've liked it.

'you can call me Gerard outside of school you know' He winked, biting his lip and staring at me lustfully.

'Yes.....Mr. Way' I said in a very seductive tone. At this point i could feel him begin to get a little hard against my bare leg.

'Stop it you' He giggled, pushing me a little and biting his lip again.

We both laughed and then decided to get up and get dressed, we couldn't stay naked all day...oh how i wish i could with Gerard though, he's just perfect. I dragged on my skinny jeans and t shirt whilst he did the same, almost tripping getting his leg in, i laughed at him, he blushed.

'I better go home and get my work ready for tomorrow's class' he says, the smile beginning to fade from his face.

My heart sunk a little, the short time i had endured with him today had been amazing, and i didn't want it to end now, but i guess that's life, whether it sucks or not.

'Okay, want me to walk you back?' i say, looking at my feet.

'Its fine, i don't live too far' He smiled.

We walked down to the front door and when i opened it, before Gerard left, he hugged me tightly, his pleasant warm body against mine, it made me feel satisfied. He pulled away and kissed me gently, we said our goodbyes and he left, which made me pretty damn sad. I trudged back up to my room and picked up Gerards old bloody clothes, i couldn't put them in the wash else id have my mom on my back, so i hid them under my bed, i don't know if he wants them back. I made my bed to make it look less suspicious. I could still smell Gerard on them, which made me a little more content about him leaving for the night. I continued to tidy up for a little while until i heard a knock at the door, running down the stairs i grabbed my key and unlocked it. Opening it i saw some gang in dark hoodies, they were staring at me and they looked fierce, which worried me.

'Hi' I said, trying to contain my fear. and i put on a fake smile.

'We saw him you know, that teacher, leaving your house' One sneered, i heard a few of the others mutter some words, one of which sounded like 'fag'.

'Who? I-i don't know what your talking about?' I said, swallowing hard, trying to brush it off, but it didn't work, in fact that was the worst thing i could have said.

'Don't lie you fucking little faggot, I'm in your class you know and we saw you with that new maths teacher, that faggot MR. WAY... Am i right fag boy?' He snarled, i could see him clenching his fists a little, at this point i was beginning to worry alot more.

'No' I muttered, sweat beginning to form on my brow.

I suddenly felt a blow to my stomach, a sharp pain went through me, i fell down in agony, grabbing it. I looked up, and saw a fist heading towards my face, Then suddenly a sharp pain went through me again...and again. He continued to hit me with force, making me gasp for air desperately.

'S-stop p-please' I stammered, trying to get back on my feet.

He stopped and grabbed my hair, tilting my bloodied face back,

'Your a fucking worthless faggot that's all you are...GAY BOY' he snarled before letting go of my hair and walking away, his friends laughing a shouting abusive words to me..
'Faggot', 'Freak', 'Gay boy'...
I kicked the door shut then I sat myself up against the wall and sat there crying and crying, my face and stomach throbbing in pain. That was it, people knew.

This is where the torment starts.

Notes

Poor Frankie oh my :((

Hope you like it so far guys! I'm trying to write it as best as i can :3