The only hope for me is you (Frank X Gerard/ Frerard)

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Franks p/v

(Franks thoughts)
I don't know what happened.
I don't know how it happened.
Everything was normal, then I saw a kid I hadn't saw before. My first thought is he was emo creep, probably a faggot. My second thought was that damn.. he was hot. Something about him was different. Eyeliner outlines his hazel eyes, long dark hair hardly even making his gorgeous eyes visible, and that awkward look he had whenever people spoke to him. He was just.. beautiful.
But I shrugged it off, I didn't like him. I tried making him suffer, and I succeeded. I don't know why, I just didn't like the way I suddenly felt. I've never regretted anything before really, but I always regretted what I done to Gerard. And I thought for a few days, about my sexuality, about Gerard, came to the conclusion that I should try talking to him, try befriending him. But it didn't work.

I walk down the stairs, Gripping Gerard's hand as he grabbed mine in return. I knew people would stare, but they wouldn't dare say anything. Why would they, I'm frank iero. The most hated yet adored student in probably my entire school. Or the grade.
I look behind me and see Gerard with his head facing the ground. I stop at the bottom of the stairs, where Gerard doesn't realise and accidentally walks into me.
"fuck, I'm so sorry" Gerard says.
His normally pale face has a light shade of pink plastered across it, making his eyes look even better than usual. I shoot him a quick smile and turn to him.
"Gerard" I start. He just stares at me, reminding me of the previous events upstairs, where I kissed him, and he ruined the moment. I know it's wrong, but just looking at him makes me wish I could do it again, but alas, Gerard has thrown up a few moments earlier.
I cup his face with my hand making him get obviously nervous.
"Speak" I say, not taking my eyes off his, despite the fact he's trying to desperately to avoid eye contact. He remains silent and remove my grip on his face and trade it for his hand instead, he lets out a sigh so I give him a look of irritation to which he then grabs hold of my hand again and gives me an uneasy smile.

Readers p/v.

Frank and Gerard walk to the cafeteria, hand in hand, with Gerard following frank. Nervousness overwhelmed Gerard, since he knew he'd probably just get beat up.
They arrive to franks table, where Gerard sees some of the people who beat him up in the toilets a few days ago, and a few other people he doesn't recognise. Frank introduces the people as Brendon, Pete, the ones he had already met. And then Ronnie and someone called Matt.
They give Gerard a strange look which makes Gerard back away.
"Aww, the faggots holding frankie, because we all know how hopelessly inlove the creep is with someone he can't have" Pete says with a smug look on his face. The others laugh and wait for franks reply, he just laughs too.
Gerard speaks up "so umm. So should I..leave? Now?". Frank puts his arm around Gerard's shoulder, needing to stand on the tip of his toes to get to Gerard's hight.
"No, you're staying here"

Okay hey, I haven't updated In a while, sorry. I just hadn't had the effort. I cba with life ATM and stuffs annoying.
Okay, this is another short chapter.
Bye.
- Becca xo