Art teachers are better than you think

Gerards POV:

he kissed me. he fucking kissed me and carried on like nothing happened. he got in my car and sat next to me as if he didnt just do that! im stood here looking like an absolute spanner because frank motherfucking iero just fucking kissed me and i kissed back! i actually kissed him back on school grounds. i may look calm on the outside but im fucking freaking the fuck out! what am i supposed to do? i'm his teacher, i'm his fucking teacher! okay Gerard calm down getin the car and drive home like youve done a million fucking times before and the you can talk to him when youre home. everythings going to be okay. and breathe.
now that im fully composed i get in to my car put the key in the ignition, adjust myself accrodingly, put my belt on and start to reverse out of the space i was parked in and just drove off from the school.
we were no more than 5 minutes away from car park where that had just happened before i lose all brain to mouth filter and before i know it
"The fuck was that Frank? you cant just go around kissing me! i'm your fucking teacher man? that shits not fuckingcool?" woops there it goes, blurted out before i can actually think through the words i wanted to use. we fuck. i guess thats done now.
"dude you kissed back. dont have a fucking go at me about it when YOU fucking kissed me back. i like you and i thought that it was blatantly fucking obvious. obviously it wasnt. so fuck you 'man'" and hes back the same frank from a few months ago. voice filled with hatred and venom. completely unamused and bored of any and every conversation. the Frank with no emotion. the same guy that i could barely get 2 words from is back. all because of a kiss. guess its time to start all over again. thats if i even can. i was surprised when i found a different side to him to begin with, and now ive lost it. shit Gerard what you do that for?
"i am well aware i kissed you back you loser, i was just shocked. please dont go quiet on me Frank? i mean how would you feel if i just came up to you and kissed and walked off like it was somethign we did every day? i'm not saying i dont want to kiss you every day because i do. you just caught me off guard." okay i sound like im grovelling. i'm not i'm just trying to make him see that he just cant do that on school grounds. well not quite so openly as he did.

he hasnt said anythign to me since i last spoke and we havent exactly made it home. i think its best we talk this through because other wise it will create a much unwanted tension at home. i flick my eyes across to look at him only breifly cos well driving. he sat there, in his seat hands in his laps, just looking down. without even noticing what i'm until the last milisecond my hand has moved to his and is just resting there. like its waiting for something. Frank actually looks at me for he first time in over an hour, he is now just sat there looking at me as i drive,
"you okay?" i'm concerned and i think he can tell, considering he hasnt looked at me at all since we left school i was anxious to know how he was doing.he clears his throat before answering,
"yeah i think, i'm sorry about what happened. but i'm also not sorry. see, ive wanted to kiss you for ages, and after the performance tonight i just felt this rush of adrenaline so i just went for it. i am sorry if i freaked you out though." his voice is amll and quiet now. just slightly above a whisper, and his eyes have flicked back down to the footwell of my car. somehow i have been unaware of the fact that his hand slipped into my own at some point through this and we are just driving, while holding hands. it feels so right, like nothign can break us down and nothing can tear us apart.
"Frank, be my baby? i want you to be mine." it all came out so rushed, i would be surprised if it made any sense to him but i guess it did, due to the fact that he has just planted a sloppy fucking kiss to my cheek. i can feel a smile burning through my skin causing me to smile. i dont thinki need to explain the situation to him as he is smart enough to know how to be in school.
"should i take be smothered in your salivia as a yes then" i'm glad he saw the jokey side to that, because hes grinning like a cheshire cat, as he nods at me.

in less than 24 hours i have been kissed by my student, and that same student has become my boyfriend.

could i make this anymore complicated for myself?

Notes

yeah first update of 2017! on a roll here!

hope you guys like this. i cant lie i dont know where to take this now. but it i feel like its far from over.
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