Cuddles and kisses

That boy

Gerard's pov
I stand in the hallway, waiting. His class is running late today. He's probably the one who's causing trouble again, this happened last Tuesday as well *sigh* same old same old.

The cyan classroom door swings open, generic high school cliche types walk out and begin their journeys home. Out the class last, there, him...

I blush every time I see him. He's so cute even for a scary punk rock teen. His baggy jeans, red and black hoodie, every thing about him was prefect.

5 minutes later he had been engulfed by the crowed of students, time for me to go. I Began to walk home.

I know what your thinking. Aren't I some kind of stalker, and that I say, I have a good reason. I've fallen for frank iero, a last year (verge of dropout) high school punk. I wait for his last class to end each day to end only because I live to see his face one more time before I have to wait until tomorrow.  I'm head over heels for this handsome man and I can't get over him. And how cliche of me to say but, I don't think he even knows my name. I'd be too nervous to ever speak to him so I'd rather stare that talk.

I almost reached my house. 2 streets away. That's when I hear wheels on the pavement, it's Friday! How could I forget, frank stakes home this route today! Oh no he'll see me. I froze in my tracks. I had no clue what to do.

Frank passed me at the speed of light.