Broken but perfect

It was fourth period, I ignoring the teacher and hating my life like I normally do. I just wanted for lunch to come so I could sneak to my area and smoke a cigarette. I heard the door open but didn't bother looking up from the drawing I was working on in my lap.

''Oh. Hello!'' I heard my teacher say. I hated how happy she always was, I wasn't a very happy person. You could tell just by looking at my closet and dressers. About 97 percent of my clothing was black. ''Class. This is Frank, he's a new student.'' That got my attention. I looked up at the new kid and, oh my god.

''Hi.'' he said shyly and smiled

He was beautiful. He was short, well shorter than me I think. He had short, black hair and I swear he was wearing eyeliner. His eyes were green and he had a ridiculously adorable smile and a lip ring to go with it. He kind of looked like me considering what he was wearing, a black shirt and slightly ripped pants. From the first moment I laid eyes upon him, I decided I liked him. That was saying something, because I don't really like anyone.

''Well Frank, the only seat available is in the back.'' she said pointing to me sitting by myself in the back of the classroom. Everybody turned to look at me as Frank walked towards me. He sat next to me and sunk down in his chair. Everybody turned around and started paying attention again, and I continued working on my drawing. I saw out of the corner of my eye,
Frank looking at me so I looked up at him. Now that he was closer, he was even more attractive, and he was definitely wearing eyeliner.

''Can I help you?'' I asked looking at him raising an eyebrow

''That's a really good drawing. Who's it of?''

''A guy. I don't know who. Just a guy.'' I really didn't know who I was drawing. I did know I wanted to draw Frank though, but couldn't because I didn't want him to think I was weird.

''Oh. I'm Frank Iero by the way, even though she just said my name.'' Frank Iero. I like the way that sounds, Frank Iero, it sounds nice together.

''Gerard Way. Nice lip ring by the way'' I said and smiled a little. Wow I really did like this kid, I don't smile at anyone.

''Cool and thanks.'' he said smiling then looked forward and didn't say anything after that. I sat there and stared at him, soaking up his beautifulness. Remembering every inch and every detail of his face so I could draw him later. Without realizing it, time went by quickly after that and the bell rang for lunch. I walked out into the field and to my smoking spot. No teachers went over there because it was near the most unused part of the school. Nobody really used this part of the school except if the teachers needed to send a student to detention. Which at my school, was rare. People did bad shit, but didn't get caught most of the time.

My school was full of well behaved pricks and assholes. You were either a well behaved prick or an misbehaved asshole, there was no in between, then there was me. As far as others knew, I was well behaved most of the time. I didn't really talk to anybody but every now and then I'd cuss out a teacher or student or something like that. I had only been caught smoking at school once and swore I'd never do it again. Since everybody thought I was a well behaved prick like everybody else, they bought it. I grabbed a smoke out of my pocket and my lighter. I flicked it on, but it didn't go on. I did it again and still nothing.

''Work. You. Fucking. Piece. Of. Shit.'' I cursed trying to get it to go on ''Fuck.'' I said throwing it over the fence onto the street. I put the cigarette into my pocket and my back against the wall and got out my sketchbook. I started to draw Frank and I had just gotten done with part of his
face when I was interrupted.

''Having trouble.'' I heard a voice say. I looked up from my sketchbook and Brendon fucking Urie was standing there. He was kind of my friend, he was the only other person in this school who wasn't a prick,in my opinion. He had thought of the same place to smoke at school and he let me bum cigarettes off him so he was okay to me.

''Yes. I haven't smoked in a two weeks and my fucking lighter won't fucking work.''

''Here.'' he said tossing me a lighter from his pocket.

''Fucking awesome. Thanks.'' I took the cigarette from my pocket and put it in my mouth. I lit it and sucked in the nicotine. I blew the smoke out and put my head against the wall.

''You look happy.'' Brendon said and he pulled out a cigarette put in his mouth. ''Light me.'' he said walking towards me. I stood up and raised the lighter to the cigarette in his mouth and flicked it on. He sucked in and blew the smoke in my face.

''So fucker, who ya drawing?''

''No one.'' I said picking up my sketchbook that was lying on the ground. I looked at the drawing before shoving it in the pocket of my hoodie. I felt my cheeks turn red as Frank and his beautiful face entered my mind.

''Bullshit Gee, let me see.''

''Don't call me Gee you ass.'' I said finishing my cigarette and dropping it on the ground and
stomping it into the ground. He did the same with his cigarette then walked up to me.

''Let me see, Gee.''

''Fuck off Brendon.'' I said turning around and walking toward the wall to go sit back down.

''Nope.'' he said grabbing my shoulder and taking the sketchbook out of my pocket.

''Damn it Brendon!'' I exclaimed trying to grab the book out of his hands. He looked at the partially done drawing, but he still recognized who it was.

''Ooh. Little Gee's got a crush.''

''Little? I'm taller and older than you, fucktwat.'' It was amazing that we were friends considering how we acted towards each other.

''Still. This is the new kid isn't it?''

I sighed and looked at him annoyed ''Yes, it's the new kid, and his name is Frank.''

''So you do have a crush. For fucks sake Gerard.''

''What? He's just- just- perfect.''

''Oh bite me. Have you even had a full conversation with him?''

''No but I know he's fucking perfect, without even trying.

''You're gay, obviously, but how do you know he is? He could be straight and have feelings for a girl and not you.'' I had thought about that, and it honestly I hated it, but if he was straight, he was straight. Then again, he was wearing eyeliner. Fucking eyeliner. He might be gay. Oh god,
I hope he is.

''I don't know. But I'm pretty fucking determined to find out if he is.''

''Well then-'' he started to say but was interrupted by yelling coming from the courtyard. We looked at what was happening, and it was a fight. We ran over to see who was in it. Once I realised who it was, I almost had a heart attack. It was Frank. He was lying on the ground with some guy over him, punching him in the jaw repeatedly. His nose was bloody and he looked like he was in so much fucking pain.

''Gerard don't.'' Brendon said grabbing my wrist. He must've seen the completely pissed off look on my face. I didn't care, I needed to help him. I ran and tackled the guy on Frank and pinned him to the ground. I took a few blows to his nose then his jaw. He eventually went unconscious and I dropped him on the ground and scrambled to get to my feet and ran to Frank.

''Gerard?'' he groaned with a little bit of blood coming out of his mouth.

''Yeah. Yeah it's me, Frank.'' I said taking the sleeve of my hoodie and wiping the blood from his mouth and nose.

''Thank you.'' he struggled to say as I helped him up and held him up with my arm. At this point, people had helped whoever I just beat up and took him to the infirmary and everyone else had lost interest so it was just Frank, Brendon and I.

''Come on.'' I said helping him to his feet and putting his arm around my shoulder. I helped him walk over to my area and sat him up against the wall when we got there. He slid down to the ground and pulled his knees to his chest.

''You want a cigarette kid?'' I asked pulling out the pack from my pocket.

''Oh god yes.'' he said looking up at me. I took on from the pack and put it in my mouth. Then took another one and gave it to him. I lit my cigarette and tossed him the lighter.He lit his and blew out the smoke and the bell rang to go back to class.

''Fuck.'' Frank said quietly

''Well, I'm gonna go and let you two fuck up your lungs together.'' Brendon said, laughing

''You whore, you were smoking earlier.'' He laughed and walked away

''Hey!'' I shouted to him as he walked away

''What do you want?''

''Cover for us.''

''What do you mean?'' he shouted back

''You'll see, just cover for us you dick.''

He laughed and nodded ''Okay.'' I looked at Frank who was still sitting on the ground smoking.

''Wanna ditch?'' I asked stomping my cigarette into the ground

''Really?''

''Yeah. This school doesn't have cameras so it's really easy, and I'm assuming you don't wanna see the guy who beat you up again''

''Okay.'' he said standing up. The cigarette fell from between his lips and onto the ground.

''Come one. I'll help you up.'' I said walking to the fence. He walked up to the fence and put his foot in one of the holes. I moved behind him and put my hands on his thighs to help him up. I saw his face turn bright red. This helped me with the whole ''figuring out if he was gay or not'' thing. I pushed him up and he went over the fence and landed on his feet.

''Shit!'' he shouted as he landed on his ankles

''You okay?'' I asked him as he stood up and brushed off his black pants

''Yeah. That hurt like a bitch, but I'm fine. Hurry.'' I jumped on the fence and got over to the other side like it was nothing.

Frank laughed and smiled at me ''Show off.'' I was right, he did have a ridiculously adorable smile.

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