Franks pov

I think I knew who had sad that because there was only one person I was looking at. Shit. Well done Frank you have done it again. made a complete fool of yourself and now there is no chance of becoming his friend. He probably thought you are some weirdo emo kid who stares at people all the time. I'm not gonna lie though whenever I did get a glance of his full face i couldn't help but think how cute he was and how everything about him was perfect.

The day dragged on for what seemed like forever. But so far I have only had one class which Gerard wasn't in. I had learned his name now because whenever he walked into a room people would whisper stuff, mainly words like 'Gay' 'emo' 'faggot' but I didn't listen to that all I wanted to know was his name.
The class I had before lunch was art. which I was shit at but enjoyed. Well I thought I was, everyone else told me I was good.
We all headed in and I took a seat, again at the back of the class. So far no Gerard. Maybe he wasn't in this class. The teacher told us to draw whatever inspired us so he could get on with some work. Probably some grading or something.
About 5 minutes into the lesson someone walked in to the classroom. I didn't turn around but from the heavy breathing I assumed they were an out of breath guy... or a REALLY out of breath girl.
"Ahh Mr. Way you finally decided to come then"
"Umm sorry sir I had to.."
"save it Way. Take a seat and draw something that inspires you"
I could hear a few giggles from people and whispering. I suddenly heard the seat beside me getting dragged across the floor. Shit. Gerard (Mr. Way) sat down in the seat beside me. I mean he had other choice because it was the only seat left but I could already feel my cheeks burning up.
He was still slightly out of breath when he sat down but he didn't say a word to me. He pulled out his sketchbook and pencils. As he was flicking through his book I noticed how good he was. Like I mean Fucking amazing.
"You like 'em?"
obviously he had noticed I was staring again.
"Um...Y Yeah There A Amazing.
Shit. Well done Frank. Why the hell did you have to go stutter.
"Thanks.. You not bad either!"
"I..Umm..Thank you..Gerard?" I already knew it was true but to make me sound a but less creepy I decided to make it a question.
"Yeah.. and you're Frank right? Frank Iero?" Yes! finally someone can say my name right!
"Yes. most people don't get it the first time"
"Well most people are assholes so.."
"true"
A few minutes past and we both sat quietly and got on with our drawings. Until Gerard broke the silence.
"Hey so what are you doing for lunch because I think my friend would really like to meet you."
"Yeah sure sounds cool" I was trying to hold my excitement in.
"Plus it means you can look at me longer and you won't be so tempted in class"
Well damn he had noticed. Of course he noticed... Who wouldn't!
"Oh shit.. umm.. sorry 'bout that I umm..."
"It's fine no worries, Just don't let anyone catch you because people are harsh around here and well... Just look out"
"Well what if I want them to know I'm looking at you?" Shit I didn't mean to say that it just kinda came out.
"Well then do it all you want. I personally don't mind because you're kinda.." He stopped.
"Kinda..What Gerard"
"Cute"
Well I pretty sure I just went so red I could have modeled for a freaking tomato.
"Thank Gerard.. But I just noticed that your eye seems kinda bruised.. well at least darker than before"
"I got into a... fight"

Notes

I feel like i might be rushing this.. please tell me what you think.


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