Demolition lovers [My Chemical Romance Fanfiction]

Chapter 3

Chapter 3:

The rest of the day passed by without any more encounters with Frank. Honestly, I was torn between feeling relieved and disappointed. I guess a little bit of both, since I found Frank so damn sexy and because he made me make a fool of myself each time he talked to me.  As the last bell of the day rang, I went to my locker and found none other than Frank leaning against it. How he knew where my locker was, was beyond me.  I took a deep breath and walked over to him, choosing to just ignore him. Because, let’s all admit it ladies, we love it when guys chase after us even when we play hard to get. It’s just so exciting. Anyways, back on topic. As I opened my locker, he just leaned against the one next to mine and stared at me.

“Well? What do you say about what I suggested?” He asked lightly, a smirk upon his face. That sexy smirk of his. Focus, stay on the right track. He may be sexy as hell but he’s probably just playing you. These thoughts hurt like a spear going through my chest, but ignoring that feeling, I simply replied, “I say no.” A look of shock passed through his features, but he quickly recovered.

“No?” His eyebrows shot upwards, making me look away because I knew I could never resist his looks.

“That’s wh-what I s-said.”   I stumbled around with my words, having him so close affecting me. When did he get so close anyways? Never mind that, got to focus here.

“That’s what you say now. But it give it a few more days and you’ll be begging me to go out with you,” he said, leaning is close to my ear and whispering “and I probably won’t refuse if you beg enough, baby.” Shivers went down my spine as the words left his mouth. He noticed this and smirked. “Maybe a day or two.” He nibbled at my earlobe and then straightened up and left me standing there, frozen in place.

Did that really just happen?, I thought to myself. As I walked home, I didn’t even feel lonely without Gerard by my side since I was too busy thinking about the fact that Frank nibbled on my freaking earlobe. Dear Jesus, he is gonna be the death of me.