Wrong Place, Wrong Time (Frerard)

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its me again
after the last chapter you probably dont expect it to get even worse, right?
well, guess what
i have another fun chapter for you
enjoy

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Frank's POV

It was Sunday and we were set on carrying out our plan. I was still rethinking the decision but I've come so far and Hayley's parents were there with us, already believing both of us that Gerard really was a creep. I took a deep breath and we stepped into the police station.

It was quicker than I expected, they just filled a report, asked some questions and promised to let us know when they needed to question us further and advised to get a lawyer. It was starting to become awfully real but I was still hoping that Gerard would only get a slap on the wrist, like losing his job and maybe a month or two in custody like Brendon has told me.

I didn't want to tell my parents at first. I didn't want to disappoint them, but then I told them about Hayley and that she was my friend and that I wanted to be there for her. I was prepared to tell them I was also involved when it was time to get a lawyer.

As soon as we got out of that police station Mr. and Mrs. Williams offered to give me a ride but I already knew I didn't want to go home just yet. I watched them drive away and took out my phone.

"Hey, what are you up to?" I asked.

"Just playing some games, you wanna come over?" Zacky asked me.

"I'll be there in ten."

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I knocked on the door and looked around. I noticed that his parent's car wasn't in the driveway which hopefully meant we would be alone. It didn't take him long to open and when he did a huge weight lifted off of me. I smiled widely because Zacky was the only thing that reminded me of the times when things were okay. I felt very nostalgic coming to his house, but it felt nice, like the smell of cocoa and freshly baked goods.

"Hey there." Zacky smiled back at me and stepped aside to let me in.

I walked into the living room and took a look around. It hasn't actually been that long since I've been there but there sure were some new photos on the mantlepiece and a new cover on the couch. The last time I was here I didn't even get to see the majority of the house.

"So what do you want to do?" Zacky asked me as he came up behind me and I stepped closer to him and put my hands around his neck.

"I was thinking, we could continue where we left off last time?" I bit my lip and let him pull me closer by my hips.

"Hmm, I might need something to remember what it was that we were doing." He told me and I pressed my lips against his moving them slowly.

"Will this help?" I asked him looking him in the eyes.

"I might need a little more." I rolled my eyes smiling at him and kissed him again.

He smiled into the kiss and walked me backward the oh so familiar way down the hall to his room. Once we were there he kicked the door shut and started shrugging off his clothes just like me and after that, for a few minutes, there was no Gerard, no Brendon and no lawsuits.

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I left Zacky's house quite late. It was well after 11 when I slowly tiptoed my way out of the back door. I heard his parents arrive around 9 and after some shuffling and moving around everything fell quiet just after 10. I walked to our house and as quietly as possible walked to my room where I just threw myself on the bed and cried myself to sleep.

The next morning I showered and with zero appetite poked into my bowl of cereal. I managed to drink a little bit of orange juice but other than that I couldn't swallow anything. I was so sick to my stomach, I felt like throwing up. My stomach was in a twist and the walk to school made it all so much worse. I realized that the first period I had was with Gerard and I just couldn't be there, pretending like last Monday didn't happen and like I didn't just use it to sue him last night.

It turned out I didn't have to because as soon as I got to my locker Brendon came up to me with Hayley in tow and told me the police has just arrived. I started to worry even more and I was sweating so much I probably needed another shower.

"Relax, it's gonna be chill." Brendon told me and watched as everyone in the hall jumped to the windows to watch the police car.

"I know, but he's not seriously going to jail, is he?" I asked him for clarification.

"I mean, he probably wouldn't be if it was his first criminal record." Brendon shrugged.

"What? What do you mean? He's been charged before?" I asked him panicked. Even speeding on his criminal record could mean him seriously getting time in jail and I really didn't mean for it to go as far.

"He didn't tell you? He was charged for smoking pot with underaged students at his old school. He only did community service but he had to change towns to find a job." Brendon laughed and high fived Hayley.

Where he found all of this out I didn't know, but he was Brendon and I didn't dare question anything he did lately. My throat felt dryer than Sahara and I made it my goal to get to Gerard sooner than the police did. I had to take it all back. Pushing past Brendon I ran towards our classroom where I supposed Gerard would be.

I stopped dead in my tracks right in front of the door because coming out were two policemen with Gerard in between them. One of the policemen was holding Gerard's upper arm and the look on Gerard's face was one of anger and confusion. I didn't know what to do at that moment, but I was hoping I could still tell the police I made the whole thing up and hopefully they would believe me.

Gerard made eye contact with me as he passed by me and at that moment everything seemed to slow down. The single look at my devastated face told him everything he needed to know, that it was me who told the police and then a wave of utter disgust washed over him as he looked me in the eyes. I tried to let him know how much I regretted it and how I wanted to fix it.

"Lie." I mouthed at him and hoped he would listen to me. I wasn't stupid, I knew he would probably try and lie his way out, and I hoped it would work for him. I couldn't watch it anymore. People were taking photos and recording how Gerard was being taken away by the police and I was sick all over again. I ran back to my locker where Brendon was still standing next to Hayley and grabbed my jacket and my bag.

"Where are you going?" They asked me watching me intently.

"I am going to fix this shit." I spat at them and without another word I made my way to the police station. 

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-L