Frank's p.o.v
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As I'm sitting in boring English I still can't shake the thought of the boy sitting next to me.He looked so familiar, but he surely couldn't be my childhood friend. Gerard -I finally remembered his name- to be honest was kinda chubby and had brown hair, this guy looked like he could be a model with his fiery red hair.
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As I sit down in art the boy sits next to me. "Hey" he says smiling. "Hi" I mutter. "Not to be rude or anything, but you look kind of familiar." he says. "Yeah you too" I say actually looking up this time. And then it hits me. Its Gerard!
"G-gerard?" I ask in shock. "Frank?" he asks back probably in the same state of shock as I am. "I thought you were in California man." I say. "We moved back after my parents divorced." he replies. "How's it been man, we haven't seen each other in what, like 6 years?" he questions with a smile. "Yeah, it's been the same, jerks. When you left they were like 'hey, let's beat up Frank now that gerard is gone'" I say.
"Dude I'm sorry, I guess true friends just kinda stab you in the front" he says softly. "It wasn't easy being the new kid either. I guess middle school is tough when you have no friends." he said.
As he said those words I remember how it wasn't always just me. It was usually just him and I would tag along a get a bit of being picked on, but he had it rough from the kids in 5th grade. I was just too selfish and caught up in my self pity to realise it.
But now that he's a teenager, why does he get bullied? He's so hot and just like a big lovable gee-bear! I've always kind of had a bit of a crush on him. But he wouldn't even think about being with me. I'm not good enough for him and I know it, let alone him being straight.
My thoughts got interrupted by Mrs.Anderson. "Frank are you paying attention?" she asked with her southern accentbthat you could tell was almost as fake as her tits.
"I looked up and tried to keep my mind off of gerard, which was hard seeing how pleasant to look at he was. Damn, I've gotta turn that pretty little ass gay. My thoughts get interupted by the bell followed by a class of sweaty pubescent teens rushing out of the door in such a hurry because school was out.
However I couldn't help but notice that gerard was at the door. U grab my book bag and walk over to him. "Hey, so do you want to come to my house?" he asks. "We have a lot to catch up on" "sure!" I say.
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"Well, this is my room" gerard says as we enter a room with grey walls covered in band posters. We set out book bags down in a corner by the bed, and right as I do something catches my eye.
"G-gerard,
A/n
Hey guys, I'm gonna have another update today. Also there is a trigger warning on the next chapter so if you are sensitive to that DO NOT READ. Bye fam X3
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Where were you when I needed you? (frerard)
Teen FictionGerard Way and Frank Iero were best friends since middle school, that is until 6th grade when Gerard had to move to California, leaving Frank to go through middle school and half of high school by him self. Trigger warning (maybe Idk yet)
