And then I met my teacher

I woke up and saw Gerard laying next to me. He was sleeping. He looked like an angel. His expression was soft an innocent. It was weird to see him so peaceful. He was beautiful. I looked at the clock on the nightstand. 6:27 AM. The alarm was set to go off in three minutes. I wanted to talk to him and to be with him, but I wished I could have watched him sleep for a little longer. Last night had been weird. He had pretty much told me that he wanted me to be his and then had been really cold and distant. He hadn't even cuddled me to sleep.

I was lost in my thoughts when the alarm went off. He stretched slowly and then opened his eyes.
''Morning.'' He told me dryly. I decided to ignore his unpleasant voice tone.
''Goodmorning.'' I said nicely.
''I am going in the shower.'' He said.
''Can I join you?'' I asked, trying to sound sexy.
''What for? You'll have plenty of time to shower on your own.'' He snapped.
''Alright...'' I answered, a little disappointed to get flipped off like that.
''You can go eat if you want. There's food in the fridge, downstairs.'' He said before closing the bathroom door. I was confused, but, once again, I decided to not pay attention to his attitude. I got up and went downstairs to get myself something to eat. I opened the fridge and found yogurt. That would be it.

I was almost done eating when he arrived in the kitchen.
''What are you eating?'' He asked. I showed him the yogurt and he nodded.
''What are we doing in class today?'' I asked.
''Studying my favorite painter.'' He answered. He looked happier than when he had just woken up. Maybe he simply wasn't a morning person. I groaned to his answer.
''What?'' He asked.
''I don't like school.'' I sighed.
''Well, that's really nice of you, considering that I'm teaching half of your classes. Thank you very much, Frank.'' He said sarcastically.
''That's not what I meant...'' I said apologetically.
''Yeah, well, anyways, get dressed, we got to go.''
''What about my shower?'' I asked.
''We don't have time for that. You'll take one tonight.'' He answered. I sighed. I turned around and started walking towards Mikey's bedroom.
''What are you doing?'' He asked.
''Getting dressed.''
''With Mikey's clothes?''
''Well, yes... That's what you told me to do yesterday...''
''I chose the clothes.'' He snapped.
''Why are you being such a pain in the ass today?!'' I complained. He didn't answer.

He came back a few minutes later with a Sex Pistols shirt and a pair of skinny jeans. I had to admit that his brother had really nice clothes.
''Thanks.'' I snapped.
''Oh, don't be so moody, jeez.''
''Whatever.'' I said as I walked to the bathroom to go get changed. I didn't have my eyeliner with me so I started looking for one. I opened the drawer and found a makeup case. Everything was there; lipstick, eyeliner, foundation, blush, various shades of eyeshadow, various brushes. Everything. It was strange because Mikey had told me very clearly that he was living alone with his brother, but it was none of my business so I decided to ignore the weird situation. I applied eyeliner, got dressed and went downstairs. Gerard was already waiting for me, ready to go.
''Mmm, so hot baby.'' He commented. I wasn't in the mood for his mood swings so I just ignored his comment.
''Ready to go?'' He asked.
''Yeah.'' I answered without emotion.
''Looks like someone's grumpy this morning.''
''Whatever.''
''Alright. Let's go.'' He said enthusiastically.

The car ride went by without a word being spoken. Once we arrived at school, I got out of the car first and Gerard told me he would wait a little so that no one would notice we were together. When I got in the classroom, a few students were already seated, waiting for the class to start. James was one of them. He waved at me and told me to come sit with him. I knew Gerard wouldn't like appreciate it, but I couldn't refuse. He was my only friend. I started walking towards him when Gerard got in the classroom. He looked at me and I saw the jealousy on his face. I turned away and sat down next to James.
''Hey, how are you?'' James asked.
''Good you?''
''Good. Still sick?''
''No, I feel a lot better. Thanks for asking.'' I said, smiling.
''No problem. You look great today.'' He complimented me.
''Oh, huh, thanks.'' I said, blushing.
''Okay everyone, get your coursepacks out.'' Gerard said. Shit. The coursepack. He had told me to go see him before class to get a coursepack, but instead I went to see James. He was going to be so mad at me. James looked at me and noticed I still didn't have my coursepack. He placed his in front of me and raised his hand.
''Yes, James?'' Gerard asked.
''I forgot my coursepack, can I follow with Frank for today?'' He asked. That was clever, but Gerard knew very well that the coursepack that was in front of me didn't belong to me. I thought he would refuse and start lecturing James, but he didn't.
''Frank has his coursepack today? Well, that's surprising.'' He said, staring at me dead in the eyes.
''But, yes, James you can follow with Frank for today. Make sure to bring your stuff next class, though.'' He said. I had to be dreaming. Was he really being that easy going with James? He hadn't stopped telling me how much he hated him! James smiled at me.
''I knew it would work. He likes me.'' He whispered. If only he knew. I simply smiled back and nodded.

Today's class was about a painter of the Renaissance named Caravaggio. I remembered Gerard had told me he was his favorite painter and I could understand why. His art work was gory and violent, but also incredibly well done. Art wasn't my thing, but I had to admit that this was quite impressive. For the first time of my life I was actually paying attention in Art class when a blonde girl raised her hand.
''Yes, Summer?'' He asked.
''I just wanted to say that I really like your hair today, Mr. Way.'' She said in her stupid slutty little voice. I swear to god I wanted to cut her ugly blond hair and make her swallow it. I wasn't jealous, I was just... Well, maybe I was a little jealous.
''Thank you.'' He answered warmly. I was staring at him. My gaze was probably darker than the ocean. I was praying to make eye contact with him. I wanted him to look at me and to feel bad to not have flipped her off. A few seconds later, he did look at me, but is reaction was nothing like I expected. He gave me a smirk. He gave me a fucking smirk! I wanted to kill him. Who was that fucking Summer and what did she want?
''Are girls always after him like that?'' I asked James. He nodded.
''Yeah, they're pretty flirty with him. Sometimes I wonder if just acts like he doesn't notice or if he actually doesn't notice.'' He said.
''It must be annoying for him.'' I said innocently.
''Nah, I think he likes it. From what Mikey told us, he seems to be the type of guys who hooks up with strangers everynight.'' I froze when I heard his words.
''Oh... I didn't think he was like that...'' I mumbled.
''Yeah, well, he's pretty hot, so I can understand.'' He laughed.
''James, would you like to say that louder? It must be important for you to have a conversation while I'm speaking.'' Gerard said. James looked at me, almost terrified.
''It wasn't important.'' I said.
''Maybe you would like to say it, Frank?'' He said.
''That won't be necessary.''
''Go ahead, we're listening.'' He said, ignoring my last comment.
''If you insist. We were just discussing the fact that it is kind of weird that you allow your students to flirt with you. It's not very professional. Especially during class hours.'' I lied. I saw the girl, Summer, starting to act offended.
''Uh, that was like totally not what I was doing by the way. Like you need to chill.'' She said in her stupid annoying voice that made me want to stab my ears with my pencil.
''If it bothers you that much, Frank, you will be glad to know that you and I will take the time to discuss it after class.'' He snapped.
''I am, indeed, pleased to know that.'' I snapped back. The whole class had gone silent, just watching us politely fighting back and forth. James looked at me in awe.
''Why did you do that?'' He asked.
''I don't know...'' I admitted.
''Are you going to be alright?'' He asked.
''Sure...'' I answered. All of a sudden, he grabbed my hand and squeezed it.
''I got your back.'' He said. I smiled, slowly moving my hand away from his, uncomfortable. He didn't seem to notice that I was feeling awkward, because he didn't stop smiling.

The class ended and everyone started to grab their stuff and leave. I remained seated, waiting for Gerard to come see me. Once everyone was out, he came to sit on my desk. He didn't speak.
''You wanted to see me?'' I asked.
''What the fuck was that, Frank?!'' He said, clearly pissed off.
''You got what you deserved.'' I answered dryly.
''Excuse me?''
''You were flirting with the fucking blond slut right in front of me!'' I almost yelled.
''Well, at least your cute little boyfriend was there to hold your hand.'' He snapped.
''He's not my boyfriend.''
''Well, maybe you should let him know.''
''What for?'' I snapped. He looked at me, hurt.
''Get out.'' He said.
''Gerard, I-''
''Get the fuck out of my classroom.''
''Baby, please, I didn't mean to-''
''Now!'' He yelled.
''No!'' I yelled back. He looked at me, surprised.
''No, I won't get out, okay?! I'm sick of it! Stop pushing me away everytime something's pissing you off! Be a man about it and fix the fucking problem! I'm seventeen! I shouldn't have to tell you this! Grow the fuck up, Gerard!'' I snapped.
''I don't want to talk to you.'' He answered.
''Are you fucking serious?!'' I asked, outraged.
''Oh, I couldn't be more serious.''
''Well, that's too bad because I'm not moving.'' I said.
''Alright. You're the one wasting his lunch break.'' He answered.
''That's fine by me.'' I told him. He got off my desk and sat on the chair behind his. He started drawing and ignored me for at least 10 minutes before he sighed and threw his pencil on his desk.
''Why are you doing this?!'' He asked.
''Doing what?''
''Not leaving!''
''Because I am sick of you! I told you! I'm sick of the way you just yell at me when you're mad instead of telling me what's up! It's never going to work if you just keep doing that! Instead of rejecting me, tell me what I did wrong so that I can fix it!'' He said.
''You held James' hand.'' He said, jealous.
''That's it?'' I asked.
''And you didn't even come see me before the class started for the coursepack! You went to see him right awa-''
''Don't yell. Say it calmly.'' I reminded him. He took a deep breath in and started again.
''You went to see him right away.'' He said.
''Is that it?'' I asked.
''Well, that's enough!''
''Gerard. Calmly.'' I softly told him.
''Yes, that's it.'' He said, calmly.
''Alright, I will try to let James know that I am not interested. Would that make you happy?'' I asked. He nodded.
''It's your turn.'' He said.
''Okay, well, I didn't like to see you flirting with Summer.''
''But, I can't do anything against that!''
''Calmly, Gerard.''
''Okay, but still, it's true. She just complimented my hair, she didn't do anything wrong. I can't give her detention for that.'' He said.
''Do you want to have sex with her?'' I asked honestly, unable to get James comment on how he liked to hook up with strangers out of my head.
''I'm gay!'' He answered.
''Alright, alright... I just wanted to know...''
''Do you want to sleep with James?''
''No.''
''Be honest, Frank.''
''I am being honest. I'm not interested in James.''
''Are you interested in anyone?'' He asked.
''Yes.''
''Oh...'' He answered, looking down.
''And he's right in front of me.'' I said. He lifted his head and looked into my eyes. His eyes were shining. Those beautiful green eyes that I loved so much.
''I love you...'' He whispered.
''I love you too. I don't want to fight with you anymore.''
''Me neither.''

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