Frankies POV
as I walk into school the first and only thing I notice is Gerard's long hair is no longer jet black but is now a hot red its sexy. I wonder what it would be like to trace my fingers through his red locks, No frank he's strait !!! your strait !! right ?? paha who the fuck am I kidding. I'm in love with Mr Gerard way. wtf am I gonna do ??? I slowly walk over trying my best to avoid eye contact but to my dismay I slip up and as I brace myself for sudden pain a hand reaches out and grabs me, its Gerard
shit shit
" hey, are you okay?" he asked concern obvious in his eyes
"I'm fine" I mutter " thank you though " I say a bit softer
"well I wasn't going to let my little frankenwinnie fall to his miserable death now could I ?? "
gerards POV
smooth Gerard take the piss helpfull...
Frankie scowls at me but I can tell he's joking " don't call me that, gee-bear" we both burst into a fit of giggles not caring about the looks we were getting .
"well I'm gonna go to history mr Hugh's ughh shot me " I moan all pouty like a 5 year old wanting some chocolate
"well fuck you I got mrs phillips" and with a smile he was gone and I was trudging towards history until I got grabbed by the neck and and punched deep in the gut before and I could fight back I was shoved in a locker
" there we go you emo faggot enjoy maybe you can have a wank over your boy friend " they leave laughing like fucking kids who just heard the word bottom ...
"MATURE" I shout knowing full well they can't hear me ... I just stand there leaning over slightly coz I'm just an inch too tall after about 15 mins later I hear more muttering and laughs. the locker door is flung open and in is shoved another small male ... is it ? ... Frankie!!!
"hey you okay ?" I say looking down on him trying to move my head so I'm not on top of him its hard he looks so hot all small And vonrable geez this is gonna be hard
"yeah I'm okay" we talk a little after this but not much I catch him looking at me a couple of time but I don't think anything of it. he sighs I look over at him and I lean in *RING* the bell goes off just as I was about to ... well anyway we knock on the locker calling the three people who actually like us bob Mikey and ray.
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The Sharpest Lives (Frerard)
أدب الهواةThis is a Frerard fan fiction. I warn you now, it will have sex. Enjoy.
