Bulletproof Heart (My Chemical Romance fanfic)

maybe i'm not alone

"Are you alright alex?" He repeated, but I turned away.

I was used to bullying, but never physical abuse. I was already starting to dislike New Jersy, or where ever I was.

A single tear rolled down my cheek, but I quickly wiped it away and stood up. He just gave me a worried look. "Nothing. I just really hate bullies" I said as calmly as I could.

"Me too." He almost whispered. I could see tears brimming in his eyes too, but he didn't let them fall.

He walked over to the side of the building and I followed. Thankfully the bullies were on the other side of the lawn, picking on some really young looking kids. Gerard looked at me in the eye, with pain and sadness written all over his face.

"Alex, I know we just met, but I don't think we should be  friends. You seem really cool, so I don't want them to bully you because of me, so I'm sorry, but just leave and make friends with cooler people." He said.

Another tear rolled down my cheek, but this time of anger. How could they do that to a boy so sweet? He was my idol, even if I could never tell him. I wiped my tear away, and looked right in the middle of his left, hazel eye. "I would never leave you, even if I got bullied every day. I know I just met you less than an hour ago, but I feel like i've know you for years," I said truthfully, mainly because I have know him for years.

He grinned widely. "May I escort you to history, ma'am?" he joked, putting out his arm.

"Why thank you, sir." I said in return, taking his arm.

Merely his touch felt like magic. All I had to do was keep my secret secret. He would think I'm lying, and I would never want to lose his as my best friend.

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Gerard's POV

We walked all the way to class with our arms locked. She looked so beautiful with her jet black hair cascading down her shoulders and-

wait.

I've known her for less than an hour. I probably shouldn't be thinking this, but it was true. She was beautiful, but why would she want to fall in love with a weirdo like me? I was just an emo freak like those jocks said. She should've taken my offer and left, but I didn't want her to leave. I wanted her in my arms forever.

All too soon, we arrived in history, and she let go of me. Cold and empteyness filled me, but I felt warm every time I looked at her.

I sat in the very back of the class and she sat beside me. Ms. Briggs, the teacher, didn't even notice her, which she seemed quite pleased about. Something was off about her, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I guess I'll never know.

I realized I'd just been staring at her for way too long.

"What is it? Do I have something in my hair?" She asked frantically, feeling her head.

"No, no, you look fine" I said. "I had just zoned out."

She looked a bit inquizative, but quickly brushed it off and began working on a drawing of a gothic looking butterfly. She was a great artist.

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Alex's POV

Finally after two more classes, it was lunch. I had no lunch money, and no lunch box, so I just sat down as Gerard ordered something.

He came back with two servings of everything. Dang, he could eat.

"Hey. That sure is a lot of food, you skip breakfast or something?" I asked.

"For you." He said with a smile, putting one serving of everything in front of me. They were serving chicken sandwiches.

"Aw, thanks Gee! You didn't have to." I relpied, returning his smile. He looked so cute, I just wanted to squeeze him so tight. He saved my life, and he's so sweet, even in the past. I'm too fat and ugly to be anything but friends though.

"Of course I did! You saved me from getting beated up by those bullies, and besides, you're my best friend." He said slightly awkwardly. "And who's Gee?"

"Oh yeah, it's a nickname for you." I answered.

"I like it." He siad, saying it a few times to himself.

"I'm glad."

All I could do was smile and eat. The food was so good, I even forgot about being overweight and depressed.

Speaking of which, I realized that I was wearing a long sleeve jacket. Maybe my scars were still there.

I'll check later. For now, food.

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BBRRRRIIIIINNNNGGGGG

The bell was unusually loud for a bell. At least it was time to go home, except I had no home. I was practically a hobo.

"Hey Alex, where do you live?" Gerard asked as we walked towards the exit.

Crap. I was hoping he wouldn't say that.

"Uhhh, I don't remember. I think some appeartment somewhere. I remember how to get there, I just don't know what it's called." I said, about to hyperventalate.

"Is it rosebridge? That's the appeartment I live in." He said.

I had a chance, I took it.

"Yep. That's the name I was looking for."

I still couldn't believe I was lying to him, but he would never believe the truth. "That's great! You can walk home with me then" He said confidently. I giggled slightly at his joy.

As we were walking away from the school, a short boy with a face similar to Gerard but with brown messy hair and a beany walked up. It was none other than THE Mikey Way.

Try not to fangirl, Em, you don't know this boy...in this world.

"Mikey, I thought you were old enough to walk home by yourself." Gerard groaned.

"Are you kidding? This is new jersey, for God's sake, do you want me to get murdered?" He said dramatically.

"Wow. Thanks for making me LOVE living here." I said sarcastically, and Gee burst out laughing.

"Alex, this is Mikey. Mikey, this is Alex." He said simply.

"You look like a girl." Mikey said, staring at my shirt.

Gerard facepalmed, and I raised an eyebrow. "Alex is short for Alexandria. I am a girl, you idiot." I said, playfully punching him in the arm.

He acted hurt, but just started giggling uncontrolably. For a guy known for poker faces, he sure does smile a lot.

With that, we headed towerds rosebridge, me getting more nervous by the minute.

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Hey you guys! Hope you liked it, thanks for reading.

Killjoy out

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