Please Stay, Baby.

"Sure, I don't know my way around campus anyways." I answer him and grab my favorite hoodie and yank it over my head. I put on my shoes and head towards the door, which Frank opens for me. "So, Gerard, how old are you?" We walk down the hallways, him walking with confidence, and I trying to match his stride. "I'm 17, this is my senior year. You?" I reply and steal a glance at him, guessing he's around my age. He catches me staring at him and smirks, showing his sparkling white teeth. I blush and quickly look away. He tell me he's also 17, but he turns 18 in 28 days. "You're older than me. I turn 18 in a few months." I see the main office, and I turn so that I'm facing him. "So, I'll see you in a bit and show you my schedule." "Okay cutie, catcha later." I gasp and he winks at me and walks away. I find myself staring at his ass, fantasizing about what I'd do to it.
I walk into the office and come up to an attractive blonde hair blue eyed girl, and I immediately recognize her as Mikey's ex girlfriend. Mikey is my brother, but he's currently in California with my dad looking at possible colleges.
She flirts with me for a moment, and I make no effort to hide my annoyance. She catches the drift and quickly gives me my school schedule. I look at it, and written at the bottom in perky girly writing, it says "Call me sometime, let's meet up. (; -Khloe". There was a heart around the writing. She cheated on Mikey with his bestfriend. "Whore," I mutter to myself, and I walk outside the building and light up a cigarette. I lean against the wall and inhale deeply, feeling the calming smoke fill my lungs. After a few drags, I'm finished and I drop it and rub it out with my foot. I walk in the school and walk up to my room. I push the door open, and Frank is laying on his bed listening to music in nothing but sweatpants. They hung low on his hips, and I saw that he had more tattoos on his lower stomach. I wanted to run my lips across each and every one of them. I lick my lips and walk over to his bed and he looks up at me, taking out his headphones. "Yo, did you get your schedule?" he asks me. I take the paper out of my back pocket and toss it at him. He sat up and opened it and examined my classes. His face lit up and told me we had 4th period and lunch period together. His face dropped when he saw the number at the bottom. "Who's Khloe?" I take off my hoodie and throw it on my bed, realizing too late that my shirt had come off with it. Frank looks over and he breathes in sharply, his eyes looking at me intently. "Khloe? Some slut who cheated on my brother and flirted with me. She works in the front office now." He stares me down and gets off his bed and walks with purpose towards me, keeping eye contact. "Do you like guys?" I was taken aback by his suddeness. "Y-yeah. You?" I manage to say back. My cheeks were burning, and I was silently praying he would also be into guys. After a few seconds that felt like hours, he finally answers me. "Well, I like you." He takes a step towards me. "Do you like me back?" My eyes widen at how straight up he is. I couldn't manage any words, so I nod my head. He grabs my hand and yanks my body against his, looking straight into my eyes. He breathes on my lips and I look down and stare at his tattoos. "Can I touch them?" "Hmm?" "Can I feel your tattoos?" His lips turn into a smile and he grabs my hand again and guides it across his lower stomach, keeping an intense look on his face. I use my other hand and put it in this back pocket. He cocks his head to the side, and laughs at me. He pulls away and walks back over to his bed, leaving me standing there with a noticeable boner. He puts his headphones back in and says, "Goodnight, cutie." I caught on that he was trying to tease me. I can tell this will be a better year than I thought.

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