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Ava Adore

1979

After I had gone into a stall to dress myself, Gerard was gone. I sigh and I starting walking back to the lockers, then I see a little pink note laying on one of the benches. Just out of blunt curiosity, I grab the slip of paper. It reads "Cool kids never have the time -I smile at the reference- Sorry Frank, I had to bounce. I'm such a killjoy, but I had to pee!" - Gerard Way.

Gerard also left his number and address for contact purposes. Why couldn't he just one of the stalls?

Maybe I'm not so much a loser anymore. I mean, Gerard seemed to take an interest in me. Although he did run the first chance he got. We liked the same music, or just the same band so far. He made such a stupid excuse for leaving. But if he was trying to ditch me, why did he leave me his digits? Shit.

But what Frank didn't know, and this would soon bite him in the ass. Was that Gerard had actually been doing in the other bathroom. The fact that Gerard had seen his new friend Frank's entire body, and Frank mentioning what the bully had said brought him close to exploding. He was surprised Frank couldn't see the arousal in his eyes. Frank did say he was straight so, Gerard was grateful he didn't pick it up.
He gave Frank his home address and number hoping he would be contacted. Even though Frank made Gerard nervous, after suffering his old school Gee didn't care who he met what he did as long as they had his back. Everyone has secrets darling.





I left the locker room and I made way to my personal locker in the hall, I grab my satchel and stuff my shit in it. Monday. Hmm.
I made a friend who wouldn't use me, cheat me. Pity me. Someone who wasn't messing with me; tricking me.

I lean against my locker, look up at the ceiling and simply smile. I remembers thoughts when I first laid eyes on him. Not that it matters. It's just every dude at this school as facial hair and bushy eyes brows. I'm pretty sure that why people think I'm gay, because I like clean. Gerard is clean. His face is shaved, his eyebrows arch to a sharp point. I would love to draw him, If I could draw. Hmph, I laugh to myself. The so called homo talks about drawings the first guy he sees without sideburns. What a shit train of thought Iero.

I drag my head down, glance at the classroom doors, than at the ungaurded entrance... An exit. I smirk and I start running for it.

Just as I'm in reach of the door, a loud thud comes from the other end of the hallway. I stop dead in my tracks and turn to face the other part.

Nothing but more loud banging. I drop my bag and I rush to the other part. The noise is coming from the bathroom. The bathroom! Is Gerard still in there?

Frank pushes the bathroom door open, Jimmy and Bob stand over a small figure, kicking it into the wall. The loud bangs echoing through the bathroom. Frank slams the door shut. Both boys turn to face Frank. Jimmy smirks.

"Don't worry Iero, just a new kid. We won't fuck with you anymore. We got cuter tail." Jimmy says, with that sick.. slimy voice.

"Uh. Jimmy come here." I murmur. Doubting he will. Bob kicks Gerard. Who is curled into a fetal position, away from me.

"Yeah. Iero?" he sniffs, impatient.

"Why are you and Bob kicking my friend?" I say, move sounding a little over bearing. I had only just met this guy an hour ago.

"He was jerkin' off! We caught him and then we're here now!" Jimmy. I smile and nod. Gerard was jerking off. Heh, probably saw a hot chick walking down the halls.

"Hey, Jim?"

"Wha-.." Before he can finish asking, I sock him in the stomach. He falls to the ground. Bob grumbles turning to me. "Iero, when did you learn how to punch?"

"Today.." I wiped my nose. He crouched down to smack Gee, which was a stupid move. Because I kicked him to the ground, he shudders.

"C'mere" I murmur to Gerard. He turns to face me. He looked so confused. I shrug, he wouldn't move so I'll carry him. His pants were still down, but I don't mind. He was in complete shock. He didn't say one word to me as I slung him over my shoulder, out of the bathroom we go.

"Where are you taking me?" Shame filled Gerard's voice. It made me smile. It was funny to see him so shaken up. Did I look like this?

"Home maybe" I respond. I can feel his outline on my shoulder. It feels.. big?

I walk down to wear my shit was, by the entrance . I picked it up on my other shoulder and carried Gerard out of the door.

I carried him till we got to the park by the school. I moved him to my lap as I plummet my ass on this fucking swing.

"So. They caught you beating it off in the stalls." I laugh.

Gerard looks at me and nods. His light pale skin was now a shade of pink. Cute.. Funny! Shit.

"Your lucky I carried you or everyone would have seen your Star Wars boxers." I say pointing to his thigh. He blushes an even darker pink and wiggles his pants up.

Frank bites his lip as he watches Gerard awkwardly get comftrable in his own embrace. They look at each other, smile and look away. It takes time for the realization to come back to Frank.

"So. Gerard... What now?"

He smiles and reaches into his pocket grabbing a track with some head phones. He puts the music on high so we can bother hear it.

"So Gerard. How do you feel about your first day?"

"I'm sitting on a strangers lap in an unfimiliar territory.. But the stranger did save me from an ass kicking. So I'm good. As goes for my first day.. exiting.. scary, confusing." Gee chuckles.

We smile at each other. Him being the first to look away. Why is this guy so awkward. I've never had friends.. But he's just different.

"Shake Down 1979, cool kids never have the time. On a live wire right up off the street, you and I should meet
"
Gerard sings along to the tape as I start to swing. He laughs as we get up a little higher.

Notes

Sorry if this chapter sucks I wrote it on my phone
:( I felt bad leaving you guys with only one chapter
making everything pretty is hard to do on my phone so I think were gonna wait for my original high quality content over this shitty mess
Frank likes to say shit so I have to say shit a lot in the story
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also I'm doing to SP lyric theme with chapters to go along with how the songs make me personally feel. And doing that on your phone is hard work. C:

Comments

@Feather Edge
Well.. Do you have any ideas for the story?

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3/14/16

Ooops double post >->

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3/1/16

@Deadish.02
Is this already the end of the fic?

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3/1/16

@Deadish.02
Fucking finally

@Feather Edge
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