I shuffled into the back seat next to Hayley. I couldn't help ignoring everything she was trying to tell me because i knew then that I liked him. I did, and I really didn't want to.
"are you even listening to me?" She waved her hand in front of my face.
"earth to way?" She laughed at my vacant expression.
"wh-what?" I shook out of my mini trance, only to be put straight back in it as soon as Gerard walked in.
FFFFFfffffFFFFFFUUUUUCK.
are you kidding me?
Again?
I didn't want to see his face at all. Is this God's way of saying "you're a complete fuckhead, see you in hell"? Well. No. Because God's in heaven. Now is definitely not the time for my many religious arguments I had with myself. Not especially as he managed to get the seat...right...next...to...me...
"can't keep away from me, can you?" He still wasn't making eye contact with me. Good. I might drill a hole in his head if I had to go through that.
"says the one who sits next to me, fucktard" I clenched my fists under the table.
"you know, you've changed a lot." He sounded like he was ready to have a serious conversation with me. Pffft.
"you know, I hate you."
"why is that?"
"because I cannot stop thinking about you!" I growled at him. Shit. That was not a good idea.
"wait...you do?" He looked like he just got given 50 bucks.
"well not now I don't. Funny how I manage to fuck everything up." I literally wanted to melt into this stupid plastic chair. Which I deemed possible cos it was fucking hot in that room. Probably because he was next to me...cough cough. I didn't know why I kept stopping the thought of liking him. It just made me angry that I can like someone else but not myself? I didn't want to like anyone. I just wanted to get on with stuff, but then this perfect asshole is stood in the doorway. Fucking damn it.
We literally didn't speak again the whole lesson and it was awkward as fuck.
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I need to sort this. Right fucking now. The last bell of the day had just gone and I had to talk to him. Right now. I craved his presence.
I slowly approached him, I didn't really want a trip to hospital today.
"frank..." I accidentally made it sound like I killed 10 people.
"what?" Frank spun around and there it was. I made eye contact with him for the first time since exactly a year ago. His eyes hadn't changed, they were exactly the same shade of hazel.
"I'm sorry." I started, but wasn't able to finish.
"for what?" Frank deadpanned, annoyed. I was probably keeping him from being at home listening to the smashing pumpkins and flopping around his room.
"I'm not sure. But something. Something is bothering you, and I can tell. I can tell its about me. What you said earlier made me think. I really like you, franks. I know you hate me and all, but I really do like you. I have done since last year."
"wait. You remember too?" He looked genuinely surprised and less like he was about to rip my intestines out.
"i-I. I'm sorry. Really. I didn't think about it and I can't even explain." He was edging closer to me in the cold autumn chill.
"don't explain. Just show me." I half-growled at him which made me sound really horny, oops.
I didn't have to worry about that for any longer because his lips were pressed against mine, again. And it felt like the best thing in the world. I tried to stop smiling and grabbed the back of his waist, pulling him into me. My other hand travelled to the back of his head and I swear, right then. I felt like I had satisfied myself after a whole year of not feeling anything. I felt it now. I could also feel his arms hugging around my back, for warmth presumably. I missed him. So much.
"um-" a small voice behind us was barely audible, but just enough so to cause us both to go bright red and turn around on the spot faster than you'd imagine. Oh, shit.

Notes

I'm listening to fuck a dog by blink 182
its past midnight
and I'm cackling with laughter
ben wah balls is also making me cry at this precise moment too.
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