~Chapter Eighteen//Gerard's POV~

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I walked down the hallway, trying my best to avoid making contact with anyone, walking into the bathroom I looked at my face, my swollen eye, busted lip, and bloody face. Raising my hand I winced as I lightly touched my face. Turning on the sink I began to clean the cuts and wash the dirt from my hands.

I couldn't help but think about Frank and what he said, if he didn't go home I know Andy and his group of assholes would surely beat the shit out of him and ii couldn't let that happen, no matter how annoyed or upset I was with Frank, he was still a friend.

Walking into fourth period I noticed Frank wasn't at his desk, my stomach suddenly dropped as my mind wandered to the worst possibility, turning I walked back out of the classroom and through the halls looking for Frank, or even Andy. Not finding either of them I turned and made my way out of the school, being sure to avoid the security guards.

Looking around I still couldn't see them, my heart rate quickened and I felt my vision begin to waver. I walked faster before coming to a stop in front of Franks house, knocking furiously I waited

"Gerard, what" I quickly pulled Frank into a hug to which he tried to back up

"Gerard what's wrong?" He asked again once I let him go

"I just, you weren't at fourth period and I couldn't find you nor Andy and I just assumed the worst and I had to make sure you..." I stopped myself before I could say anymore and make the situation awkward

"I was what?" Frank asked his eyes slightly wide

"That, you were okay, I didn't want him to hurt you" I said barely above a whisper

"And you think I wanted you to get hurt?" Frank asked taking a hold of my arm and pulling me inside

"I tried to tell him to leave you alone but he refused and we just got in a fight, it wasn't that bad" I said avoiding eye contact

"Oh Gerard" Frank sighed as he lifted up my chin, his finger brushing against a cut causing me to yelp in slight pain

"come on let's get you cleaned up" Frank said grabbing my hand and leading me through the hall

I stood in front of Frank as he jumped up onto the sink so he was level with me

"Frank I thought you were pissed at me" I said lightly placing my hand onto Franks thigh. Frank stopped for a moment as he looked at me, he sighed before working on my face once more

"I am but at the same time I'm not" He said

I gave him a questioning look and he just looked down

"it was a stupid thing to get over a fight about but part of me is still pissed" he sighed

"I'll do anything"

"Gerard no..." Frank shook his head

"Anything I swear."

"Ger-"

"Frank please." I begged as my grip on his leg grew tighter

Frank let out a whimper and gripped my hand

"Sorry." I said as I let go, Frank however didn't let go of my hand

"Anything?" He asked and I nodded

"I just want things to go back to normal, I want things to be happy again." He said as he pulled me into a hug

"I promise, ill do my best" I whispered against his shoulder.


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