If It Means A Lot To You... (Frerard)

(11.) Arguing Is More Useless Than Dresses Without Pockets

{A/N Slight Smut Warning...}

I walked out of the bathroom with my face completely flushed. Meanwhile, Frank walked as if nothing happened, he was happy and smiling.

The time we spent in the bathroom was well worth it, even though lunch had started a few minuted ago. Now we walked together to the lunch table with our hands linked together. Trenton poked Vincent and Joshua and pointed towards us. I saw Vincent squeal and Joshua looked shocked.

Frank led me towards them. Vincent said to Joshua, "You owe me twenty-five dollars." He held his hand out with a triumphant look on his face.

"I don't owe you shit!" Joshua scoffed at him. "I told you they'd get together today!"

"Did you guys bet on me and Gerard being together?" Frank asked them, looking confused.

"Yeah," Vincent didn't look up from his boyfriend. "And I bet that you would be together by lunch, so Joshua is supposed to give me twenty-five dollars!" Joshua shook his head.

"No! I said by the end of last period!"

"Arguing is more useless than dresses without pockets," A voice from behind us spoke. I turned around to see Soren watching us, looking less than amused.

Trenton looked down, his cheeks turning red as she acknowledged him coolly and stormed away. "Trenton what happened?" I asked. Me and Frank sat down next to my friend.

"We broke up," he bit his lip and avoided my eyes. He twiddled with his fingers and I saw a few tears forming near his eyes.

"Why?" Frank asked. He had genuine concern in his eyes. "What happened, Gerard said you guys were perfect together."

"I-I she found out something about me that no one knows," Trenton continued to avoid my eyes and stared at his lap. He had tears falling down now.

"What was it?" I asked, putting my hand on my shoulder in an attempt to comfort him.

"I don't want to talk about it," he sighed and jerked away from my touch. Trenton stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

"I'll go after him," Joshua said to me. He go up and ran after my best friend.

What was going on?

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I was sitting with Frank at lunch, watching him eat. He offered me some of his brownie but I declined. I didn't really like eating.

His hand fell on my thigh and he traced it up, resting it lightly on my crotch. My breathing hitched and I looked over at him.

Frank's fingers curled around the area between my thighs, cupping it with his hand. He squeezed slightly and a moan escaped from my mouth. "Frank.." I whimpered.

He smirked at me and moved his hand up and down my crotch. "Oh God," I groaned, biting my lip. "Frank, we're at the tables, there are people!"

"Shh," Frank cut me off, placing his lips on mine. "You'll be fine baby." His hand squeezed over the bulge that was forming in my pants. I whimpered at him and my hips lifted slightly into his hand.

"Wanna go to the bathroom baby?" Frank asked, rubbing my crotch even faster. I nodded desperately and he pulled me up and dragged me in the bathroom in the opposite direction of where Trenton had gone.

{Kind of smut, I guess

WHATS UP W/ TRENTON (((Ominous vibes)))

I love ya'll ;3}

~Carry On~

Ari Thomas<3