Not The Average Friendship (Frerard) (I DONT OWN THIS FAN FIC ITS BY GDB123)

Chapter 16: Gay

(smut warning Jesus there's a LOT of smut! remember <><>)

Frank wandered into the lunchroom alone, gazing at all the groups of friends before his eyes landed on his own group.

They didn't even look at him, they just stared at each other, talking and laughing like they were having the time of their life.

He just stood there after that, watching as his friends ignored him.

That boy who he had talked to in the hallway the other day was with Kelly, who looked like a mess, which of course just added to Frank's guilt.

Frank thought he could pretend nothing happened, he thought he could go back to being the nice guy, and everyone would want to talk to him; but that clearly wasn't the case, he had tried to approach his lunch table, but the second he took a step in that direction Ryan glared at him, and he scurried away.

He ended up spending his lunch period in the bathroom, and as much as he wanted to go home, it was already going to be hard enough explaining why he had missed his first classes to his mother.

So instead he forced himself with heavy feet to his classes, trying to ignore the way it seemed like everyone was glaring at him.

His last class was by far the worse, because everyone actually was glaring at him.

They all knew what he had done at this point, and Kelly sitting on the other side of the room only confirmed all the rumors that were going around.

He swallowed hard and sat next to Jamia, his throat burning with the temptation to say something.

She beat him to it though, because even though he had hurt her, she loved him, and it was very clear he was hurting.

"Are you okay?" She whispered softly, her voice shocking Frank, considering everyone else had ignored him that day.

He looked up at her helplessly, blinking back tears as he slowly shook his head no.

She didn't respond after that, she just looked into her lap sadly, like she didn't know what else to say.

Gerard had started the lesson soon after that anyways, and his voice was like sirens in Frank's ears, making his head pound painfully.

He ended up resting his head on his desk, using his arms as a pillow, just trying to drown out the sound of what had caused this whole mess.

Of course he blamed Gerard, if Gerard hadn't come around, Frank wouldn't have fallen for him, then he wouldn't have gotten his heartbroken, and then he wouldn't have become an asshole.

He stayed that way the entire class period, and had managed to block out sound so well, he didn't notice when the bell rang.

The only thing that alerted him to the fact that class was over, was Gerard's gentle hand on his shoulder.

"Frank?" He spoke softly, jumping slightly as Frank bolted up right. "Can we talk?"

"I have this thing." Frank mumbled, avoiding eye contact as he grabbed his backpack. "Can't stay."

He pushed past Gerard then, but the other grabbed his arm lightly, whispering a 'please?'

"Look." Frank sighed, still avoiding eye contact. "I've had a really shitty day, and I just want to go home."

Gerard wanted to make Frank stay, he wanted to make Frank stay and listen to what he had to say; he had gone over it in his head a million times throughout the day, and he wanted Frank to hear it.

But as Frank's eyes finally met his, he knew he couldn't stop him from leaving, and he didn't, he just watched helplessly as Frank left without another word.