I'm A Mess (Completed)

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"You look like shit" Alex said once he saw his black haired and depressed friend walk into his shop. "I feel like shit too" Gerard threw his case over the counter, wiping away at his eye to reveal the bruise which was hidden under drugstore concealer. "Woah, the fuck happened?" Alex asked, furrowing his eyebrows as he scanned the bruise, seeing it's purple tint. "Mikey happened. That cunt hit me" 

"Why?" 

"I kinda told him that I'm fucking a student... Though the funny thing is that we never had sex, we just kissed a fuck ton of times" Gerard scratched the back of his neck. "Right so, he's your boyfriend?" 

"Excuse me? What makes you think that?" Gerard raised an eyebrow. "You know the saying... fucking first leads to awkward friendships, kissing first leads to serious relationships" Alex said as Gerard tried not to burst out laughing. It's a catchy phrase, not gonna lie. 

"Okay, as catchy as it sounds, that's not a saying. No one fucking says that-"

"-I say it. Don't judge. Besides, it makes sense. You know those one night stands we used to have in high school? Mention one person you actually remembered the name of in the morning" Alex leaned onto the counter. Gerard bit his lower lip, thinking of those very messy one night stands he used to have with random guys in clubs and bars, which just ended up in awkward conversations in the morning, saying a quick goodbye and a sorry for cumming on the freshly washed bed sheets. Didn't regret a thing though. 

"Fuck, you're right-"

"-When aren't I. Now, how did your longest relationship start?" Alex continued as Gerard sighed. To be honest, the longest 'relationship' he'd been in, was this one with Frank. His other boyfriends only lasted a few weeks even though they started with a kiss as well. "...It started with my own fucking student kissing me" Gerard muttered as Alex smirked in victory of proving his point. "He's your boyfriend. Grow a pair and be a man, Gee. You're in a relationship now, even though it's illegal, it's something" Alex grinned right after. 

Gerard sighed, looking up at the TV screen right above him, filling the room with it's sound. "..I do like him... But he's sixteen. He's not my boyfriend" Gerard ran a hand through his hair, pushing it back. 

"Wait two years if you really want him. He likes you too, Gee. The look in his eyes supposedly says it all. I mean, no homo, but you're a hot English teacher who smokes so many cigarettes that fifty percent of him is tobacco. Typical sexy bad boy. Who wouldn't get a boner looking at you..." Alex turned back to the counter, continuing to restock fresh packs of cigarettes and new containers of weed. 

"I know who wouldn't... Frank. He's an innocent kid who probably never seen a guy's genitalia before let alone a girl's. Talking about waiting after marriage bullshit to fuck. I bet he thinks that it's like in those cheesy fucking romance movies girls get wet over the male character" Gerard turned back to Alex who chuckled to the comment. "You're not wrong. They don't know what reality is like. Everything is handed to them like they're fucking queens" 

"Exactly-" Gerard stopped himself. That's when he remembered that he had a lesson with Frank that day. "Shit, I gotta go. Hand me some camels" Gerard got his wallet out and handed his friend a crisp ten dollar bill. Alex threw down the pack and grabbed the money. "Keep the change. See ya" Gerard said, collecting his purchase before exiting the store. 

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"Shit, sorry I'm late" Gerard walked over to Frank who was sat down against the hallway wall, playing with his fingers. "Where were you?" Frank asked, looking up at the taller boy. "I was with a friend" Gerard dug his hand into his coat pocket, searching furiously for his keys. 

"You smell like weed" Frank giggled as he stood up, grabbing his bag as he threw it over his shoulder. "Don't I always smell like weed" Gerard smirked as he placed his house key in the keyhole and opened the door. They both went in, closing the door back up. 

"Uh,.. thanks for what you did back there. You know, Bob and such" Frank crossed his arms against his chest. "You're still getting an F on the test" 

"What? Why?" 

"You still cheated, Iero. I just didn't rat you out on it cause Bob's an asshole and he deserves it. Also because it included our 'affair'. I had to shut him up some way or another" Gerard took off his coat along with his tie and shoes. 

He turned back to the shorter boy, furrowing his eyebrows once he eyed him and down. "Those jeans are an interesting choice" Gerard scoffed once his eyes stopped on Frank's dark denim ripped jeans, almost exposing his whole knee and even some thigh. 

"I got them especially for you" Frank blushed, slowly biting down on his lower lip. "Is that your attempt of impressing me?" Gerard turned to his room, walking in with Frank -as usual- following behind him. "What? You don't like them?" Frank swooned, placing his bag down beside the bed as he jumped onto it, bouncing slightly. "Love them. Shows off your scraped up knees" Gerard smirked, seeing some scraped up spots on his skin around his knees, which just showed off how clumsy he was.

Frank giggled more as he sat down cross-legged, realising how comfy Gerard's bed was. Gerard placed his case down by his bed as well and took off his pants, leaving his black boxer briefs on. Then he took off his dress shirt, placing it down on his bed. Frank looked up at his pale torso and cute little chubby sides, blushing intensely to the sight of his teacher. 

"Why are you blushing?" Gerard caught Frank's gaze. "N-Nothing..." Frank stuttered, quickly focusing his gaze on something else other than the shirtless 22 year old in front of him. Gerard giggled knowing exactly why he stuttered. Why he pretended like it was nothing. 

He put on a plain shirt and joined Frank on his bed. "I've seen you shirtless for over a month or so now. Don't be nervous because you saw another exposed chest in the room" He scoffed as Frank buried his face in his hands out of embarrassment. 

"I know... Anyway, could we just start doing whatever we have to do" Frank suggested as Gerard nodded. He got out his books and textbooks along with his pencil case, placing them all in front of him. 

"You didn't study for the test, right?" Gerard said as Frank shook his head. "Not a single thing" Frank scoffed. "Are you learning nothing from all of this?" Gerard crossed his arms, seeming slightly mad. "No, I am, I just didn't study for the stupid test" Frank opened his drama book as Gerard sighed. 

"Frank, I'm doing these private lessons especially for you. Just so you could pass this class with flying colours. Take it seriously. For me, at least." Frank nodded. He felt kinda bad for not appreciating his teacher for doing all of this. He was wasting time just so he could help Frank with his literature. The least he could do is actually pay attention to everything. 

"I'm sorry" Frank sincerely smiled as he pecked Gerard's lips.