Gerard's POV

I see Frank walk in, and he has a puzzled expression on his face. He spots me, and hurriedly makes his way over to the seat next to me.
"You alright?"
"Jamia is batshit crazy. She asked about the marriage, and said I'll regret saying she doesn't own me."
"Damn... well, what's the worse she can do?"
He shrugs, and in walks the old, boring, homeroom teacher.

After class, Frank and I parted ways. He goes to chemistry, and I go to history. We meet up again at english, then lunch, then we're parted again until the end of the day.

History is boring as usual, but once I get out, I run to english. Once I get into the bright classroom, Frank is sitting in his usual seat, but in front of him sits a group of girls who are not apart of the original setting. I can already tell by his uncomfortable facial expressions that they're flirting with him. I put my best smirk on, and go to his side.

"Hey baby,"
I kiss his cheek quickly, and put my arm around him, sitting down at his side. I notice his lips curl up into a smile, and he kisses me back.
"Hey, I was just telling these lovely ladies how we're getting married!"
I see one girl's face drop and eyes widen, making me laugh.
"Ah yes, my handsome soon-to-be husband."
I twirl his hair a little, and instantly the girls go back to their seats.

"Thank you, they were annoying as hell! They wouldn't shut up about 'how hot my lip ring is' or 'how my hair falls in the cutest way'. Only you can tell me that stuff!"
"Well they're not wrong, darling,"
He smiles and blushes a little, warming my heart.

After school

"Gee, I'm still worried about what Jamia said... I mean, she basically stalks me. Who knows what she has under her sleeve??"
"Calm down, Frank, it'll be alright. She's harmless! The most damage she's ever done is when she tackled you that one time!"
I see his face turn red in embarrassment, and I kiss his cheek assuringly.
"Really, don't sweat it."
He nods, and I rest my head on his shoulder.

"Hey, guess what,"
I can sense him smiling, even though I can't see it.
"What?"
"One more week."
I smile too, now. One more week. One more week until we're officially married.
"I love you, Frank Iero."
"Likewise, Gerard Way."
A faint buzzing noise comes from the bedside table- Frank's phone. He picks it up, and unlocks it slowly, revealing a text strand.
"It's Jamia... she says, 'I'd watch out, if I were you.'. What the fuck does that mean?"
"I'm not sure, but maybe we should stay inside tomorrow."
"Good plan."
I curl up into Frank's body a bit more, and let out a sigh I didn't even know I had held up.


One. More. Week.

Notes

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