Franks POV
I took my notes back as Gerard finished and the bell shrilled a few moments later. "Okay on to our next class." Gerard exclaimed. "Don't you mean the second phase of hell?" I made him laugh, and I noticed he was blushing. Did he like me or something?
I dropped a notebook and I bent down to pick it up. I noticed my jacket sleeves were rolled up. I had so many scars and cuts I had to cover them up. I quickly yanked my jacket sleeve over them. "Umm so on to class?" I asked hoping Gerard hadn't noticed.
He nodded and walked out waiting outside the classroom for me. I walked out of the classroom and as Gerard and me walked into music history he whispered "I seen them Frank." and he sat next to me in class silent. I panicked all day hoping that he didn't hate me. I was bullied so much at my old school because of it. The day went on and Gerard didn't speak to me. The final bell finally filled the air with it's loud shrills. "Time to go." I heard Gerard say behind me. We walked outside together.
"So what were you wanting to talk to me about?" Gerard asked. At least he's talking to me. "Lets wait till we are down the road a bit. I don't want anyone to hear us" I was so nervous. "Okay, I left my car at home anyways." We walked and about half way home I stopped and grabbed his arm. I can't believe I'm about to do this.
"Gerard, do you like me; like in a boyfriend way?" I looked him in the eyes scared out of my mind. He looked at his feet blushed and nodded slightly. "Well you wanna know something about me?" I smiled devilishly. He looked at me confused. I stepped up to him and grabbed to collar of his shirt.
I pressed his lips against mine. It sent shock waves up my spine. I pulled away and whispered in his ear "Guess who's exactly like you." I giggled. "Woah..." Gerard said surprised. "So feel like dating me?" I asked looking at my feet. "Of course Frank." Gerard hugged me tight and grabbed my hand intertwining our fingers. I pulled off my skeleton gloves so I could feel his hand in mine.
"Can you spend the night Frankie?" Gerard piped up. He called me Frankie! Oh my God it's so cute! I was screaming in my head and blushing like hell. "Let me text my mom." I texted my mom and she said she didn't care as long as I was alive and not on drugs. Well she was a little late for the drug part. "She said yeah." I squeaked happily snuggling into Gerard's arm.
We were half way to his house and I noticed that it was the same way to my home. We finally arrived and I happened to look across the street and seen the house that I had just moved into with my mother. "Gee that's my home over there." I pointed it out.
"Oh so your the one making all that noise with the guitar at night." he smirked and walked to the door. I texted my mom letting her know where I was. Gerard introduced me to his brother Mikey. His mom and dad were in Europe on a vacation for the past month, and were staying until August. My dad left and my Mom was all I had. Gerard soon pulled me up to his room and locked the door.
