So, is this what 'true love' feels like? *Frerard*

Think Happy Thoughts.

Hi again! I have a feeling this chapter isn't going to be so well, but I tried my hardest! I really hope you enjoy this chapter. Please leave any feedback. Also, the song was the one I had on replay the whole time I was writing this chapter, Early Sunsets Over Monroeville, that and Demolition Lovers.

 *Frank's POV*

The last bell rang.

I packed up all my shit in my backpack and headed out the classroom door and to the front of the school, so I can wait for Gerard so we can walk to his house. I honestly couldn't stop thinking about him, I have no idea why though. I'm straight, I have a girlfriend. I shouldn't be thinking about some guy that I barley met. Fuck, I couldn't help myself though. Even if I try thinking about Adelina, my girlfriend. It still doesn't work. He always finds his way inside of my brain, causing me to think about him constantly. What am I even doing...I'm straight, not gay. Or was I?.... I have no idea anymore, to be honest. I'm so confused on who I'm attracted to. 

I stood outside right in front of our school waiting for Gerard. It's been 10 minutes...I sure hope he didn't forget.

another 10 minutes passed by and I was about to leave when all of a sudden, I heard someone screaming my name. 

I turned around and I couldn't see anything, but I kept hearing my name. I decided to walk back inside and I saw him, but something wasn't right. He was sitting on the floor, against the lockers. I saw him holding his right arm and his face covered in blood. I quickly went over to where he was and kneeled right in front of him, analyzing all the bruises, cuts, ect. that were on him.

"What the fuck, Gerard! What happened! WHO DID THIS TO YOU?" I asked, angrily while looking into his eyes, they were filled with pain.

"Y-your j-jock fr-friends" he said, while trying to catch his breath.

"Dy-dylan a-and s-some o-other g-guys"  He looked at me with his eyes were filled with tears, then he looked down.

I gave him a big bear hug, trying to make him feel protected. He latched onto me and started sobbing on my shoulder. 

"They're not my friends, Gerard."

"Then why do you hang out with them?" He said very quietly, it was almost a whisper.

"I'll tell you later, right now let's just focus on getting you up and taking you out of here."  I stood up in front of him and grabbed his hand so he can get up.

"I'll take you to my house since it's just around the corner, do you think you're able to walk?"

"Not on my own, I can't" He said while wrapping his arm around my neck. 

"You can use me for support, okay? I'm sorry they did this to you..."

"It's okay, I'm used to it." he smirked, it broke my heart to be honest. 

"Well yeah, you shouldn't be. It's not right whatsoever." 

I wrapped my arm around his waste so I can help him walk. 

"Thank you, Frank. You didn't have to do this." he said silently while we were heading outside. 

"Don't thank me, it's the least I can do."   

We walked in silcenced, but it wasn't awkward. Gerard decided to try walking on his own, he was limping a little but he could manage it.

We got to my house and I opened my front door, letting him in first while closing the door behind me.

"Make yourself at home, I'll make you some coffee if that's all right?"

"Huh? Oh yeah, coffee sounds great." he said while looking at all my baby pictures that were hung up on the wall.