I'm A Mess (Completed)

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The next day rolled around and Gerard was in the staff room with a coffee in his hands as he scrolled through his phone, just waiting for the bell to ring. "Good morning, Mr. Way" The same brown haired and brown eyed teacher walked up to him. "Hi.." Gerard looked up, not really sure why she was talking to him in the first place. He even forgot her name.. it was something like Ms.. Robby? Roberta?.. something like that. 

"Mr. Adams told me to show you where the locker rooms are since you have supervision there" She smiled, Gerard nodded. "Okay, sure" He awkwardly said as he looked down at his phone again and took another sip out of his coffee. The female teacher eyed him, clearing her throat to grab his attention. "Is it fine by you if I show you now?" She said, her eyes fixated on Gerard's eyes. It kinda freaked him out. 

"Umm.. okay.." He said, stuffing his phone in his pocket as he stood up and followed the teacher. She walked to the halls then turned left like ten times before stopping in front of a room with a few showers, a stall and a shit load of lockers. 

"Here it is" She grinned before the bell rang. "I guess I'll leave you here then" She said, waving goodbye as she walked away, swinging her hips a bit as she walked, grabbing the male teacher's attention. Well, too bad he was gay, right. 

Gerard sighed, walking in as he switched on the light, seeing it flicker before it turned on fully. He sat down on one of the benches and brought out his phone again, about to text his brother to tell him what a shit decision he's made until he heard giggling and footsteps coming towards him. 

He looked at the entrance to see Frank, the kid with the huge afro and their other friend which.. he never really remembered the name of. "Oh.. Mr. Way..." Frank jumped a bit when he saw the teacher sitting down with his phone in his hands. "Where are the others?" Gerard asked, cutting the bullshit. "They're still upstairs. The Physics teacher was shouting at them for not doing their summer work. Since we gave it in already, we decided to come here" Frank slightly smiled, , as Gerard just rolled his eyes. 

He hated kids like that. The smart ones who always turn in their work on time and stuff, just because they're not forced to. It annoyed him. They were very good students, sure, but they're not superior than the rest, even though that's what they think. "Anyway, what happened to Mr. Davis? He's usually instead of you" Frank said as the three boys walked in. 

"Well, he left. So I'm gonna be supervising you until you get changed" Gerard looked back down at the his phone as a blush crept up on Frank's face. "O-Okay" He stuttered and looked down, realising that he has to change into his P.E kit in front of his English teacher who he has a very, very mild crush on. It only meant that he would see his boxers.

Frank and the other boys stopped in front of their lockers, opening them to find their shorts and shirt. Ray and Bob started taking off their formal uniform and started putting on their stuff except the black haired boy. He just stared at his tracksuit and back at the teacher who was busy texting his brother.

Suddenly, Gerard looked up, catching Frank examining him. "Do you think it's best if you start changing and stop staring at me.. Hmm?" Gerard raised his eyebrows as Frank turned even redder than before. "Umm, sure.. sorry, Mr. Way" Frank mumbled. He hesitantly starting taking off his blazer, placing it in his locker. After that, his tie, then he started unbuttoning the buttons of his dress shirt, slowly revealing his pale chest. 

He took the shirt off to the point where all he had was his pants and shoes on. Gerard glanced up to look at the boy. He noticed Frank's small frame and pale hairless chest, with his collarbones prominent and his shoulder blades protruding outwards. He slightly smirked and looked back down at his phone, taking a mental snapshot of what he just saw. 

I mean, he was cute don't get me wrong, but innocent underage teenage boys weren't exactly his type. 

Frank slipped on his gym shirt and started unzipping his pants, making Gerard slowly look up from his phone again, only to be stopped by the sound of other kids walking into the room, chatting. Gerard sighed, just realising he has to deal with more teenagers when all he wanted to do was go home and unwind whilst drinking some red wine in process.

The boys slipped into the room, occasionally hearing a few "The physics teacher sucks, dude" here and there before they all found their lockers. Some students looked at the teacher sitting in the corner of the room, furrowing their eyebrows or talking to one of their classmates about it. 

"Jesus Christ.." Gerard sad under his breath as he rolled his eyes again. He stood up and cleared his throat, waiting for everyone's attention. 

"Listen up.. Mr. Davis left the school so there's going to be some other teacher replacing him but for now I'm gonna be supervising you guys in the locker room. Got it?" Gerard said, sitting down again after all the students nodded and turned back to their changing process. 

Once everyone was done and Gerard managed to see a bit of Frank's superman boxer briefs from all the students covering the short boy, they all ran out of the room and into the gym, maybe slightly too excited for the lesson with a new teacher. Though, Frank, Ray and Bob didn't run out of the room immediately. They all hated P.E and thought it was the work of the devil and the most horrible thing that has ever been created. 

"Move it, ladies" Gerard sat up again and crossed his arms. Bob and Ray fast walked but Frank stopped in front of him, seeing a small white paper packet spread out on the floor next to his feet. 

He bent down and picked it up, eyeing the brand before handing it back to Gerard. "Thanks.." Gerard mumbled, getting slightly embarrassed. It must've fallen out of his shitty coat pocket when he stood up. 

Frank smiled slightly as he parted his lips, debating whether to speak up or not. "Umm.. you know they could kill you, right?" Frank said as he started playing with his fingers. 

"I know, Iero. That's mostly why I smoke them. Now, go to the gym and do how many laps you have to do before you get tired and pass out" Gerard said, giving a slightly sinister look, making Frank turn red. "Y-Yeah.. sorry, sir" He mumbled back, looking down and walking off to the gym with the other kids.