You're only 17... (frerard fanfic) (teacher X student) COMPLETED

21: I don't love you like I did yesterday... or do I?

Gerard pov:

Nothing can stop you... except maybe the police

I hit the tweet button. I'm pretty popular on Twitter, I tweet a lot of funny stuff. Not too long ago I tweeted something about taking Xanax to fly so if I touched someone's face or traded shoes with them, I'm sorry.

Also, I made people think about the organs swishing inside them. *swish swish*

Haha, I'm really fuckin weird, I wonder how people actually deal with me and my tweets.

Frank walked into my or... our? room, without speaking. He looked pretty disappointed or something, I hope he's okay.

"What's wrong, Frank?" I asked

He sighed, going from a sad face to a serious type face, "Gerard, are you 100 percent sure you want to be with me, or are you just doing this because I want to?"

Does he not realize I am in love with him? I've never told him but I didn't think 2 days after we got together would be the appropriate time.

Anyways, I think I want this more than he does. I don't know where he got the idea that I don't want to be with him.

Am I nervous that we will get caught and do I feel guilty as his teacher?

Yes, definitely.

But that doesn't mean I don't want to be with him, I wish circumstances were different but they're not. It doesn't change the way I feel about him.

"Frank-" I sighed,

"Frank I don't know where you got that idea but that's not the case. I want to be with you, if I didn't, we would've kissed once, I would've kicked you out of my house and then I would have transferred you to a different art class. Trust me, that's exactly what I would've done. I want to be with you, I wouldn't have gone as far as I have if I didn't. I'm willing to risk my job, my future, just so I can be with you because I really believe that this will work out and I won't regret it. I do want to be with you, Frank." I said.

I could see the relief in his eyes, as that quickly formed into a smile.

Goddamn, he is so beautiful.

"I l-" He started saying something but turned it into a cough. A fake cough.

"I'm really glad you said that. I can tell that this whole teacher student thing is driving you down." He said as he sat down on my... our? Bed.

I smiled as I pulled him closer to me so I was holding him in a hug.

"It's not ideal for a relationship but with you it doesn't matter. As long as I can hold you, I don't care if you're my student." I said.

I probably sound like a pedophile. I can't believe I'm in love with my student, I can't believe I'm acting on my feelings but I really don't want to stop.

"I'm the bottom in this relationship, aren't I?" He said, sounding slightly annoyed in a playful way.

I giggled a little, "Yeah, haha. I think we're both switches to be honest"

Why am I still talking?!?! I'm literally talking to my student about us fucking eachother.

"Damn" He simply responded.

He kissed my cheek, and I squeezed him tighter.

He's like a life sized teddy bear but more emo, I just want to squeeze him, he's so cute.

I fell asleep with my arms around Frank's waist. I noticed that he's gotten really thin...

Like... REALLY thin.