Creepy Cute Crush

The Bully Gets Bullied

"Alright, I'm going to push you to the lockers" I nod letting him do. He pushes me. My back hit the metal. But I felt nothing.
"Feel hurt yet ?"
"No."
"I'm going to push you to the wall now..."
I hit the hard surface of the wall, and again nothing.
"Nothing-" I get cut by Bert jumping at Gerard
"The fuck you think you're doing to him ?!"
"I-I-I'm-" Gerard gets cut with a punch in the stomach, he let's a loud oof.
"Fucking Bert let him go, he's helping me.
"Helping you ?!"
"Yeah, I want to feel hurt."
"What the fuck, I can make you feel hurt. You fucking traitor !" Bert was punching me now. And I punched back.
"Fuck you Frank." He let out in pain. Why didn't I feel nothing yet ?
I went to Gerard. "You alright ?"
"I've seen worse..."
*flashback*
"Fat-pig why are you still eating ?" I say to Gerard as I kick his chair and he fell off. We then kick him in the stomach the back the face the balls as he cries. "Yeah cry like the fucking Faggot you are"
*end of flashback*
"I'm sorry..."
"If I hurt you in the least moment you expected, maybe you'll feel hurt."
"Maybe..."
They teachers kept teacher and I was so bored.
Bell rings. Fucking finally. I make my way to the exit but someone pushes me to the lockers and I hit them before I hit the metals. It was Gerard.
"I'm so sorry I didn't know it was you."
"Yeah I know. Fuck..."
"You alright ?"
"No ?!"
"I'm sorry..."
"Did you feel hurt ?"
"No..."
"Well I did..."
"I'm sorry..."
"Yeah I get it..." it was true, apologizing won't do nothing about it.
"You're unhurt-able..." am I ?
"There must be a way..."
"No, I've tried everything, there's nothing that could hurt you..."
Disappointing
"Let's go to my loft..."
"What for ?"
"The project."
We went to my house. It felt so calm. Gerard was calm.
My front door opens to my clique.
"Look what I got us baby !" Said Bert, raising the bottle of pills in the air. before his jaw dropped in shock. "The fuck that thing is doing here ?!"
"The project..."
"Why you shirtless Frank, what did you two do ?"
"Im always shirtless in my house."
"Well I see someone hard because of that." Said Jimmy. We all look at Gerard's groin.
"I-I'm not-" they all started laughing.
"Dirty pig... he won't fuck you."
"Leave him alone."
"What is he your boy-toy ?!, you didn't fuck right ?"
"Why Bert ?, you just want me to fuck you like last time ?"
All my friends went in a oh... shocked
"Yeah, I fucked Bert, he liked it."
"You're Gay man ?"
"I'm..."
"Don't fucking touch me !" Said Steven, not wanting to be infected.
"You're disgusting..." told him Jamia.
He got out, dropping the pills on his hand. He was crying.
"Ew, Frank, how did you let that happen ?"
"Pills. He probably used that to just get me to fuck him. Since he's so in love with me... he kissed in school after..." they all made a disgusted face.
"I'm never talking to him again..." said Lindsey.
"You two are lesbians, it's the same thing, why be disgusted by gays and not lesbians?, I never understood that."
"Because we girls, make boys hard, and wanting them to have us, but they can't."
"You always disgusted me to be honest. Your relationship is so fake..." I say.
"You didn't just say that !"
"Jimmy fucked Lindsey in your back."
"I- it was an accident..."
"No, you didn't..." cried Jamia before getting out too
"Fuck you Frank..." said Lindsey before running to her.
"How did you know ?"
"I've heard your moaning from kilometers Jimmy..."
"Pills ?"
"Not today..." I rejected. They just left.
"Woah... they are actually really sick in the head..."
"We all are..."
"So you fucked Bert..."
"Myeah, why you ask ?"
"I never had- uh- touched anyone..."
"Yeah cool, virgin..."
"You really didn't feel hurt by what just happened with your friends ?"
"No, why, you did ?"
"Kinda, I feel sorry for them..."
"You're just... sensitive..."
He raised his shoulders, sigh.
"Frank, what does it feel like... to be touched ?"
"I don't get touched, I top."
"Top ?"
"Yeah, I lead. You're probably a bottom."
"Bottom ?"
"Yeah, you like to be touched."
"I don't know..."
"There's only one way to find out..."
"I'm not having sex with you !"
"Who said it was with me ?"
"I-I don't know..."
"Gerard, do you want it to be with me ?" He just blushed, kept working, ignoring my question. Maybe I should really put a shirt on...