You're Such A Killjoy! (Frerard fanfiction)

Bob's House

Hey again!! Three updates in the same evening! Golly gosh, you guys are lucky!

Yeah, I know Frank doesn't really have two sisters called Delilah and Laina, but I kinda wanted him to feel responsible for them :D

ONWARDS!!!!! -poofs away with purple shit-

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Frank P.O.V

Bob's house was about three miles away from mine. It was getting darker by the second, and I didn't like it.

Hunger overtook my stomach about half an hour later. I darted into a cafe, and bought a danish roll, and darted back out again.

As I munched and walked, I thought about school life.

I didn't mind school. It was the people that were inside that were the problem. Especially them.

Them being Gerard Way and Mikey Way. They were known as the Bad Brothers, always picking fights on the losers and emos.

Aka, me.

They were both extremely clever, achieving A*'s in almost every test, and, me being slightly intelligent too, I was stuck in their class.

You can imagine how that goes down.

I reached Bob's house at 10pm. There were lights on, illuminating the driveway.

I strode up to the door, and rang the bell.

Two minutes later, I was screwed up against his shoulder, crying it out.

I had told him everything that had happened. He sympathized, and offered me his spare bedroom, which was really generous of him.

He fixed me some clothes for the morning, and left me to it.

I washed my face, undressed, and splashed out on the bed.

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Morning light was all in my shit as I groaned my way out of bed.

6am.

Yay, school.

I yanked on the Guns N Roses tee that he left for me, and hoisted up the skinnies. He leant me his straighteners, and I was ready by 8am.

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The school bus was hectic. Paper aeroplanes were whizzing all over the place, sophomores were squealing and shouting, and Gerard, Mikey, and their lot were sat at the back, tormenting every dweeb that dared look at them.

Although they were dicks, I liked their style. Gerard always wore black leather, and his hair was a shocking red, cropped short.

Mikey was covered in piercings, and had his hair slicked back, which matched his sneer.

Ray Toro, the quietest of the gang, wore a tan leather jacket, and his hair was a mane of chocolate frizz.

He was adorable.

Yes, I'll admit, I've liked Ray for a while now.

But no one knows that, not even Bob.

And I intended to keep it that way.

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Here's another update guys, hope you enjoyed it!

I'll probably update either really late on weekdays, or on weekends, so, not much variety there, sorry :/

I'll see you in the next chapter!

Baii!!

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