Gerard was being watched.
He knew Frank was stealing glances at him over his Monster can, thinking Gerard didn't notice. Frank had a crush on him, he suspected. He also suspected that he might have a crush on Frank right back.
That was great and all, but Gerard was sort of off of dating right now.
In fact, he was sort of off of romantics in general.
The last time that that had occurred, it really hadn't ended well. So Gerard figured it was best he just stay away from all that.
And so he drank his Monster, pretending not to notice Frank looking at him, pretending not to notice what felt not like butterflies but elephants in his stomach, and pushed his gaze forward, watching the tiny kids slide down the plastic structures, their own little stomachs oblivious to the concept of love and its complications.
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I Drew You Once in Art Class
FanfictionPlease god i wrote this as a sad 14 year old who projected everything onto her characters. Keep your expectations LOWER THAN ZERO GUYS PLEASE
