I don't love you like I loved you yesterday

* Gerards pov *


It was the last period of the day and I already made a friend, Frank.
oh Frank, he is so kinde I mean he let me hold his hand
because he dont't want me to get lost,
and to be honest it's me I could get lost in the restroom.
I was sitting at an table in art class and a second later
ther was a guy sitting next to me. I have tosay dear lord
he is good looking. But he is staring at me and i don't think I
like that, I hate that. I was trying not to look like a idiot and was
looking at my table as the guy started to talk ' hey you... I'm burt
and who are you my lovely boy ?' Dear lord pleas don't let that be a
prank or something like that. ' m-my nam...name is G-Gerade'.
He was smiling at me and tuck my hand in his and than he was looking
in to my eyes.
We stayed like that the whole lesson. I know, i know no one
would do that witn a stranger but I think thats the way I am. I do shit
like that.
As the bell rang i letgo of his hand, mine was right away cold of the loss.
But I packed up all my stuff and was about to leave class as butr grabbed my
hand and said ' Gerard we should do that more oftenif you want to? But fore now
let me buy you coffe and we talk a bit' I smiled at him and said ' yay coffee that
sounds great. and yea we should do that more often, you are a nice guy.
i barely know you but so far you are a nice guy.' i said the last part more to myself
but he laughed soft and grabbed my hand.

Notes

sorry that i hadn't uploaded but i have some bad times going on but I'm back;):);):);):)