Monday had come quicker than anyone wanted.
Mikey had told me early that morning that I can't tell anyone about he and Pete being together. Well, that's their issue, and I'll respect them.
Hayley was the first to greet me at school. Well, her and another girl with black hair and a shockingly small school uniform. Hayley was blushing and grinning at the girl. I waved once I got her attention.
"Hey Gee! Uh, this is Lynz, my friend I told you about before." Hayley said when she walked over. Lynz smiled at me.
I smiled back. "Hello, Lynz."
"How did your date go with Patrick? I tried calling him, but he wouldn't answer.
"Uh, I would like to talk to you about it, actually." I said quietly.
Her face turned concerned. "Oh no! What happened?"
I looked towards Lynz. She took the hint and joined another group of people.
"Uh, it was okay at first. We got dinner and went to the drive-in. But then he kissed my cheek and Frank showed up."
Her expression was now confused anger. "Frank crashed your date?"
I nodded. "And... Well, please don't hate him for this, but... He kissed me."
"That dick!" She exclaimed. "He can't just go around ruining everything all the time!"
"Look, he doesn't ruin everything-"
She got really mad. "No, he does! First, he plays with my emotions, then he plays with yours-"
"Wait, you had a crush on Frank?" I asked.
"I- uh- fuck, I did, but not anymore, he's a piece of shit." She stuttered.
I nodded. "I need to go to the bathroom."
I kept my pace fast as I weaved my way through the different groups and cliques to the bathroom. The door slammed behind me. I just need to be alone for a few minutes.
Cold water from the sink splashed on my face. Ugh, this sucks. At least I'm not angry anymore. That eases some of my pain.
"Well, this is a pleasant surprise. I was just off to find you."
I sighed. Why is it always Frank?!
"Hi, Frank." I turned around.
He smiled at me. "I see that you aren't screaming at me or angrily kissing me, so I assume you're not upset."
I shrugged. "Not really."
"Perfect. Then can I try something?" He asked.
My suspicions rose. "What are you trying?"
"Something I haven't done in a while."
I gave him a look. "As long as it doesn't involve kissing or anything sexual."
He raised his hand in oath. "I promise it doesn't involve kissing or anything sexual."
I sighed. "Fine."
Before I could even take another breath, Frank backed me into a wall and slammed his hands on either side behind my head. His face was only inches from mine.
Who knew a midget could be so intimidating.
"Holy shit-" I managed to say, before his face slowly got closer to my neck. His breath tickled my skin. Our chests touched.
My voice shook a little, my face burning. "I- I thought you s- said nothing sexual,"
He chuckled in my ear. "It's not sexual unless I'm having sex with you."
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He's The Prettiest Boy At The Party (Frerard)
DiversosI am bad at writing descriptions so I am just going to say this is a frerard fic that may involve petekey, who knows. Read it if you want.