I WON'T SAY (I'M IN LOVE)

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No chance, no way/I won't say it, no, no

Frank sat there in the stall with Gerard until he noticed how Gerard's eyes weren't red anymore – yes, Frank was staring into Gerard's eyes and Gerard was staring at Frank's – and how his breathing had calmed down. He didn't care that he had missed at least one class, or that the three people who came into the toilets must have found it strange how two people were sitting in one stall. If one person was standing and the other one kneeling, maybe. But two people sitTing? No Way. [OMG THIS PERSON ON THE SERIE I'm WATCHING RN JUST SAID "NO WAY". I AM TELEPATHIC AF GIVE ME A REWARD OR A PSYCH TEST – could use a psych test tbh]

Frank softly nudged Gerard, getting him back to earth. Why are you so cute. Frank wanted to mentally slap himself. Did he really think that about a probably drunk guy who just had a panic attack and vomited a few times? A guy? What was wrong with him?

"What's up?" His voice cracked, hoarse from the puking and the crying. He rubbed his eyes. Fuck he's cute. Another mental slap. Fuck.

"Come on, I'm taking you home."

"No, I can go back to class in a bit..." Frank got his phone out of his pocket and looked at the time. Oops. He softly laughed a bit and showed the time to Gerard. His face fell a bit. "We missed lunch and almost two classes," Frank said with a quick laugh. "Your friends are probably worried about you dude. Just go home. Let me take you home," His voice softened at the end of the sentence, and Gerard's eyes widened a bit of surprise because of the genuine care. Why did he care? Why did he insist on that?

"Yo, man, I see you as my friend. You flirt with me an' all, and that thing last year," Frank let out a nervous chuckle. "but I see you as my friend man. Don't ever doubt that. Even if we don't hang out and shit." Frank suddenly got very awkward, and a blush crept up his neck. He shook his dark hair in front of his face and smiled some more awkward smiles. It warmed Gerard's heart, and suddenly his body didn't feel the touch of his teacher's fingers on his back. His mind suddenly wasn't talking to him anymore. It now just was Frank. Frank and his kindness and that awkward blush that Gee most definitely saw. And maybe the alcohol that had given him a very welcome buzz also had taken a place in his brain. But it was mostly Frank.

Frank stood up and held his hand out for Gee. Gee took it, and Frank pulled him up. Gee's legs immediately wobbled, and if it weren't for Frank, Gee would've fallen into the toilet. Frank pulled Gee towards him for support, leaving them standing reAlly close to each other. Like 'feeling each other's breath' close. So, really close.

"You okay there?" Frank whispered, not being able to get some volume in his voice.

"I'm a bit... disoriented," Gee laughed.

"I can see that. Are you drunk?" Frank looked at the now empty water bottle. Shit. That hadn't been Frank's intention. And now there wasn't anything left for Frank to consume [insert sad smiley]. Gee shrugged, not sure of the answer. Frank sighed and tried to support Gee good. He was standing on his own feet again, but he still leaned a lot towards Frank. A lOt. He could kiss me. Frank thought. If he leaned forward again a bit. He could kiss me. Do I wAnt him to kiss me? Frank was getting confused again. No. NOt the time for fantasizing about the flirty redhead.

I could just kiss him right now, Gee thought. Seriously, just, move forward a bit and kiss the guy. No. We don't know if he wants you to, and it'll be awkward. You'll lose him. He sAid you're his frieND. Not his lOver. HE CALLED YOU HIS FRIEND OMG FREAK OUT ABOUT THAT!!! nO. Stay CaLM. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH. At that point, Gee's mind was basically jumping out of his skull with excitement. He had it bad. Gee's mind found that very amusing at that point. Probably the alcohol talking. But anyways...

It's too cliché/I won't say I'm in love


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