I Still Think You're Beautiful

The rest of the day goes by without any major events, just exams and testing. Frank and I have different testing locations, his in the library and mine in the orchestra room.
So we're basically seperated all day.

When the final bell of the day rings, I rush out of the orchestra room, almost tripping over a cello, and run to Franks locker to meet him. I reach his locker and he's not there yet, he's probably been held back because of people still testing.

I lean my back against his locker and pull out my phone so I look like I'm doing something and not just standing there.

So far, nobody has said anything about Frank and I. We've been holding hands in the hallways and kissing in front of people, so it's kinda weird that nobody's made any comments about it. I honestly wouldn't be suprised if I found Frank getting his head shoved into a toilet bowl, knowing the people at this school.

I stand there staring at my phone for awhile until I feel a tap on my shoulder. I look up expecting it to be Frank, but I find myself face to face with no one other then Jared. I scowl and shove my phone in my pocket, "What the fuck do you want?" I spit, noticing the tiny space between our chests.

Jared keeps a relaxed expression on his face and looks to my eyes, "Im going to tell him." He says calmly.

"Tell who what?" I ask, half knowing what he's talking about.

"Tell Frank." He says thats so calmly and coldly that's its actually scary. "About how you cheated on him."

I step forward and grab Jared's shirt collar. He doesn't even flinch. I spin him around and bang his back against the lockers and his eyes widen. "You wouldn't fucking dare." I hiss as his face goes pale as if he's just seen a ghost.

He smirks, "Watch me."

My free hand clenches into a fist as I feel myself push back into the wall of lockers even more. "I will fucking ruin you, Jared, so bad that you'll never want to come back to this fucking school ever again."

Jared stares blankly at me for a second, then smiles, "Some best friend you are, Gerard. I thought we agreed to 'Bros before Hoes.'"

"That stop applying to this friendship when you started dating Lindsey after she completely ruined me." I grit my teeth and slowly loosen my grip on his shirt, "And Frank is not a fucking whore. Say that again and see what happens to you."

"So this is how our friendship is going to end, huh?" He scoffs, "We've been friends for what now? Probably ten years? And you're going to let your boyfriend come between us? "

I let go of his shirt completely and step away from him, "There is no 'us' anymore." I say. His face drops and he looks down at his shoes, "Okay." He mumbles. "I see how it is, Gee. I see your true colors now, but I have nothing to say. Goodbye Gerard." Jared looks up me one last time before pushing passed me and walking off, disappearing into the ocean of teenagers.

I sigh and bite my lip. My heart wrenches as I realize what I just did, I just broke and lost my best fucking friend in the whole entire world. My fists clench again and anger bubbles up inside me, I lean forward and punch the locker next to Frank's, leaving a large dent.

I want to scream so bad and just let it all out. I'm such a fucking idiot sometimes that it scares me. I rest my arm against the locker and look down, taking multiple deep breathes. I'm literally about to burst into tears when I hear a voice that calms me down, "Gerard?"

I turn around, taking a shaky breathe as I find myself meeting Frank's eyes. "H-hey b-babe." I stutter and force a painful smile.

"Uh hi." He says and tilts his head, "Are you okay?" He asks and chews on his lip ring.

"Y-yeah," I smile. I lean down and kiss his lips quickly, making me feel better, "Im fine Frankie." I smile down at him warmly and he smiles back. I study his beautiful pale face, searching for something wrong. I freeze when I see a bruise on his jaw. "Frank," I say, "What's that?"

He instantly brings his hand to his cheek and looks down. "Erm, don't get mad, but uh, Dahvie-"

"HE DID THAT?" I say little louder than I probably need to.

"Gerard, please just forget about it." Frank pleads, his face crumpling slightly as he speaks. I shake my head and sigh, "I can't just forget about this! Dahvie hurt you, Frank. I don't want you to go through the fear of having to come to school because of him."

"Gerard, please." He begs, "You'll only make it worse, please just forget about it!" I look away from him, refusing to make eye contact. I rub my forehead as he stares up at me blankly, "Frank, when did it happen?"

"During the break between testing." He squeaks, his voice trailing off. I let out an aggravated sigh and nod, "Okay..." I turn around and face him, "Are you alright?" He gives me a small nod while his eyes wander around, looking everywhere but at mine.

"Frank," I whisper and step closer to him. I snake my arms under his and around his waist while his hands rest on my shoulders. "Frank I really am in love with you."

"I-Im in love with you too Gerard." Frank stutters back. I bring his lips to mine and kiss him soft and slow. When I pull away, I look around and notice that the halls are almost completely empty and the janitor is already mopping the floors. "Shit we should go." I laugh and Frank nods in approval, a smile plastered across his face.

I let go of him and reach down for his hand, twining our fingers together. We walk out the school smiling, shivering when our bodies hit the cold Jersey air.

We walk to my house slowly, enjoying the short walk and sharing tiny kisses along the way.

When get inside the house, we drop our bags by the door and smile at eachother. I start to take my jacket off when Frank and I both freeze. I blush in embarrassment when I realize that Mikey is upstairs, and he's apparently having more than a 'little' fun with his girlfriend.

"This is what I have to fucking live with." I mumble.

Frank looks at me and starts bursting into hysterical giggles. I laugh too as listen to Mikey's screams and moans. I shake my head and wrap my arms around Frank. "Whattya wanna do?" I ask and kiss his lips quickly. He shrugs and smiles shyly, "I dunno, watch a movie maybe?"

"Sounds perfect." I whisper and kiss him again, longer and more passionate.

⚪⚫⚪

Frank and I ended up on the couch watching Frankenweenie because its apparently one of his favorite movies. I found it adorable that he was so amused by a little kid movie. He's such a dork. My dork.

Frank I currently wrapped in my arms, sleeping peacefully. The movie is almost finished and Mikey and his girlfriend have quieted down. I watch Frank as he sleeps. There's just something about him that's drives me crazy, maybe his eyes, or the way his skin glows, or maybe it's just the way he is. He does something to me that makes me feel queasy and awkward. Whenever he looks at me, my heart skips a beat and I just start to shake inside. If this is what love feels like, then it's fucking scary as hell.

I bring my lips to his cheek and kiss the bruise on his jaw softly, not wanting to wake him up. As I stare at his perfect face, a wave of guilt washes over me as I remember that I basically cheated on him. I frown and try to push it to the side, but something in back if my mind screams me to tell him what I did. But I can't, Im not capable of doing it. I could kill him.

Frank stirs in my arms and his eyes flutter open. He looks up at me then closes them again, snugging into my chest, "I don't wanna leave." He groans.

"Then don't baby." I whisper, "Stay here with me. You can sleep in my bed and ill sleep on the couch or the floor or something if you want."

"I don't wanna be a nuisance." He says, his eyes still closed. I scoff and poke his back, "Oh please, Mikey fucks his girlfriend while my parents are home, I don't think they'll mind if my boyfriend sleeps over."

He sighs, "And you're okay with it?"

"Duh." I reply and kiss hair." He lets out another relaxed sigh and whispers, "But I don't wanna sleep alone."

I chuckle, "Dont worry baby, you won't. Now relax." Frank nods into my chest before letting out a deep breathe and falling back to sleep.

"I love you Frankie." I whisper and close my eyes, drifting off to sleep as well.

Notes

*smut senses tingle*

we're getting close, my friends, 3 more chapters, maybe 2

then you get about 50 more chapters full of drama :3




✖Andrew✖