Gerard hovered over Frank, staring down at him, "You're in critical condition, but your heartbeat is stable." Gerard smiled softly as Frank sat up. The two made stable eye contact. Gerard said, "You almost died, Iero. But as your doctor, I wouldn't let that happen." He placed a hand on Frank's shoulder, "Now get some rest."

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Frank struggled to message Gerard back as he walked down the school halls, constantly looking up from his phone to where he was heading. It's been three days since Gerard had planned to make a fic with Frank. Gerard at the moment was packing up his belongings, staring down at his phone to Frank's reply, "I'm at school now. I'll message you in between classes."

Gerard smiled lightly as replied back, "Alright. Tell me what you think about the teacher/student idea." Gerard set his phone down and wrapped a few of his precious belongings in bubble wrap before setting them inside a cardboard box. He jerked a bit when he heard a faint knock on his door. He set his things down and walked to the door. He paused as he fixed his hair up a bit and then opening the door.

Lindsey frowned, "You're moving?"

Gerard sighed, "Hello to you as well." He leaned against the doorframe, "Yes, I'm moving."

Lindsey shook her head, "Why leave San Francisco? Where are you going?"

"Los Angeles." Gerard replied before retreating back into his house, leaving the door open for Lindsey to walk in. He grabbed his middle school trophy for when he won the spelling bee and wrapped it in bubble wrap, "I want to take a vacation while I can." He placed his trophy inside the box in front of him. Lindsey sat on the edge of the couch, "Gerard, you can't just leave-"

"You can't tell me what to do anymore, Lindsey. We're divorced, remember?" Gerard made eye contact with her, "I can do what I want now."

Lindsey paused, "I know .. but .. I'm going to miss you."

Gerard frowned as he kneeled in front of his ex-wife, "I love you, I really do-just not in the way you love me. I'm sorry for making a fool of you for so long but you're free now-and so am I." Gerard got up from the ground and kissed Lindsey's forehead, "Let's make the best of what we have now."

Lindsey stood up and walked toward the door. She stopped and asked Gerard, "Why are you going to L.A anyway?"

Gerard looked at her, "I'm going to see a friend."

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Trying to avoid someone is not easy. Frank would know. Before lunch, he was having an easy-going day-that is until he tripped on his own shoe lace and spilt his open carton of milk on no one other than Steven. Frank paused before awkwardly smiling up at his bully from the ground. Steven, trying to keep a rep in front of his debate team forced a smile, "It's no problem, Iero. We all make mistakes."

Like it was said, avoiding someone is not easy and Frank would know. He was hiding out in the bathroom stall for the rest of lunch. He was always expecting Steven to slam open the stall and drag him out-but he was safe for now. He distracted himself by reading Gerard's idea. He replied, "It seems too cliché. We need something different. But not too different to the point where the reader is like 'wtf is going on' you get me?" Frank added in another message, "I'm thinking of something perverted-like a lot of sex-but not so much that a plot isn't involved. We need to bring characters to life."

Frank's head shot up when he heard the bathroom door open. Steven's voice said to another teen who entered the bathroom with him, "That fucking idiot. He spilt chocolate milk all over my debate sweater!" Frank casually reeled his legs up onto the toilet seat, trying to avoid any confrontation with Steven. He peered through the small crack of the stall to see Steven. Steven turned on the faucet, "If I see him again it's not going to be some low comment about his real dad, I'm going to fucking punch him."

A friend of Steven's, and a member of the debate club asked, "What if someone sees you? Someone's bound to snitch you out and then you won't be able to compete in the debate championship this Saturday."

Steven growled, "Yeah, I guess you're right .. " He paused and looked at his male friend, "I'm glad you're here. You always calm me down." They stared at each other before Steven inched closer to his friend, "You're really smart, Jason." He leaned in but Jason reeled back a bit, "Someone might be in here."

Steven paused before kneeling down and checking for shoes on the floor-there was none. He got up from the ground, "No one's here .. kiss me." Jason's face burned hot as Steven's lips pressed against his. Jason shut his eyes and embraced Steven's rough hands on his waist.

Frank slammed his hand over his mouth in disbelief in what he just saw. Steven likes the same gender-but he has a girlfriend, last time Frank checked. Frank tried to keep still as Steven pulled away from Jason, "Are you still gonna come over tonight?"

"Yeah, my mom says I can stay the night .. Steven .. how long as we going to stay in hiding? I hate not being able to kiss you whenever I want."

Steven frowned, "You know both our parents are homophobic pricks-they'll kick us out onto the streets. Just wait until after high school, okay? They have no say in what we do when we're on our own." He smiled at his partner, "I love you."

Jason grinned before nibbling on Steven's neck and murmuring, "I love you more."

And for the first time, Frank had heard Steven laugh. Steven grabbed Jason's hand, "Let's go. People will get suspicious-after you." He smiled before releasing Jason's hand. Jason walked out the door and before Steven could follow, Frank's foot slipped and his shoe squeaked against the toilet seat. Steven paused, "Who's there?"

Frank kept quiet.

Steven asked again, "Who's there?"

Frank took in a deep breath before stepping down from the toilet seat and opening the stall door. Steven stared at Frank, and Frank stared right back. The two were in complete silence. Steven could feel his palms become sweaty, "Iero."

"Monray." Frank replied.

Steven looked away, "How much did you hear? Or see?"

"All of it .. "

Steven nodded slowly before opening the bathroom door, "Bye, Iero."

"Goodbye .. " Frank replied as Steven left. Was that it? Did Steven just let him off easy with no threats? Frank grabbed his bag from the hook that was on the stall door and placed the strap on his shoulder. He pulled out his phone and read the message he got from Gerard, "I don't have any ideas right now, actually."

Frank looked up from his phone as he headed out the bathroom. He noticed Steven, Jason and the rest of the debate club in one corner of the hall. Jason and Steven looked at Frank. Steven quickly looked away but Jason had a worried look toward Frank. Frank looked down to his phone and replied to Gerard, "I have an idea-it just came to me."

"Great. I'm actually leaving for my plane tomorrow morning. So, I'll be in L.A late tomorrow night. The day after we can make plans to meet up and discuss :)"

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The alcohol was running Gerard's body. He slurred vile words as he grasped onto his boyfriend's ass, leading him onto the bed. Gerard's head was hazy as his boyfriend struggled to get away from him, but Gerard was determined to put his erected penis to rest.

Notes

I don't mean to boast but fuck, I'm getting good at coming up with Frerard ideas. Kkkkk, anyways, hope you enjoyed. xo :)