Maybe, you're gonna be the one to save me.

-Frank's POV-
Gerard left me, with quite an obvious boner. I'd never had a boner anymore, mom always wanted me to stay pure until marriage. I've never felt that about anyone before, I've never even had a proper girlfriend. I have 'dated' girls, just to swerve the obvious question my mom would have. She's always been anti gay... even since I was a child I had the same damn bible verses drilled into me. I'm not gay, am I?
I traced back the moments just passed, it felt so right. Everything aligned in that moment. Maybe I even wanted to go further. I thought about the way Gerard's hands traced over my chest, how his lips felt; the amount of moans I had to fight off. This made me even harder, a small whine slipping from my mouth.
I needed to get the the bathroom. I needed to get rid of my whole issue in my underwear, but as soon as it started to calm down I would think about Gerard, sat in math right now, maybe thinking about me. I smiled I actually think I love him.
The nurse, Peggie, walked in and smiled at me. I sat up and tried to tuck my dick into the leg of my pants. 'Are you doing okay honey?' She asked. I nodded,
'Yeah, I just need to go to the bathroom.'
She sat down at her desk and logged onto the computer, opening minesweeper. I walked to the bathroom as fast as I could, my head throbbing. I got to the bathroom and tried to sort myself out. Think about your nan naked frank... think about your nan...
Gerard naked.
I rolled my eyes and tried to pee. I could see myself in the mirror, my nose slightly crooked, bruised and bleeding. I thought public school was bad, nothing like this has happened to me before. I spent a lot of time in the nurses room because of my bronchitis. So Peggie and I had a good relationship. Peggie was like my grandma. She was one of those people who really need to be retired but she was like lmao fuck off. She would always wear really ugly dresses and she always smelled like lavender, and she kinda smells like shit.
My dick had calmed down by now and I could finally fucking pee. I finished peeing, and cleaned my face off a bit better than last time... The bruising should be gone within a couple of weeks, I don't know if my nose is broken. I left the bathroom. 'I beat minesweeper,' Peggie said joyfully, 'look!' She was pointing at the computer monitor, I walked over to the computer and sure enough, her dusty old desktop computer was flashing, congratulating her on beating minesweeper. 'That's rad,' I said smiling at the sight of her happy face. I love seeing people happy. 'You and that new boy...' she said, turning on her computer chair, 'I think you two should get together.' I was taken aback, she must've been born in like, 1910 or something, who knows how old she is. She's like that one sock that doesn't have a pairing, we don't know when it arrived, or where it came from. 'What?' I said, walking back, 'we're both boys though...'
She laughed and shook her head jokingly. 'That doesn't matter, if you love him you love him...' She said seriously, 'some people won't like it but who cares, be yourself honey.' I smiled, I felt something lift off of my shoulders. I'm surprised someone so much older was so okay with this. 'Thank you...' I said, smiling weakly.

Notes

I haven't updated it in a billion years... Sorry :/