OBEY

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Pete held his hands up to mine, flinching hopelessly as I nudged the edge of my finger tips against his. He always sucked at this game, which meant I always got to slap him. The chatter around us fell to a complete silence- indicating the arrival of our new teacher.
Silence wasn't enough to stop our game and we would have kept going too, if it wasn't for him.

"Frank?" My head snapped to the front of the room, there was no way on god's green earth that he could be my teacher.
"No way" Pete whispered. I watched as Gerard's face froze. He knew he couldn't act surprised for much longer so he coughed and shook his head.
"Uh, hi guys" he began, carefully avoiding eye contact with me.
A fierce bubble of anxiety started to form in the pit of my stomach. I had lied to him. I'd fucked him.

"I'm Mr.Way and I'm your new visual arts teacher." I had never seen a teacher at this school be paid more attention. The girls were looking at him, some even smiling and twirling their hair, fuck even the boys were looking at him.
I whipped out my phone and typed a short message to him

>To: Gerard
I'm sorry. <

Hopefully he wouldn't be too mad at me for lying about my age and well basically everything else I told him.
I watched him place a hand over his back pocket as his phone buzzed. He placed his books down and sat on the edge of his desk as the whispers in the room grew.

"Ok so I know this is really childish and you guys obviously already know each other, but I'd like to get to know you too. We're gonna go round the room and you're gonna tell me your name, then you're going to tell me what artistic subject matter you enjoy. Starting with you" he said gesturing to Adam in the front row.
I began to freak out, shaking my leg nervously and undoing my tie to optimise maximum air capacity.Pete nudged me before slipping me a crumpled note

'R U OK??'

It read. I looked him in the eye and shook my head as beads of sweat started to form on my forehead.
"Come on guys, if he says he's interested in the female figure then that's a perfectly valid answer, you're nearly adults. No need to freak out over some boobs and stuff." Gerard chuckled as the class roared with laughter.

I couldn't hear what the next person said, or the person after that, as I was too busy staring at the face I had stroked, and the hair I pulled just last night.
His eyes flickered to me and he smiled. I smiled back, resting my chin in my hands. His forrest green eyes twinkling.
"...You wanna tell us about you?" He asked, raising an eyebrow
"Oh shit" I muttered, unaware of just how long I had been staring at him as everyone waited for me to speak.
"Um, My name's Frank and I like-"
"Dicks!" Someone shouted from behind me, grabbing my shoulder roughly as they did.
Pete turned around to glare at him. Gerard blushed as the rest of the class cackled.
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.
"Now now, boy at the back, it's not your turn yet. We'll get to your dick fascination in a moment. Go ahead Frank" Gerard smirked.
"I like horror stuff I guess.." I muttered, anxiously twiddling my thumbs
"Cool, There's a lot of great subject matter in old horror films, maybe that's something you could look into." I nodded, avoiding his eyes as he moved to Pete.
"I'm Pete and I like Dogs." I laughed, not missing Gerard's little giggle.
"Ok..still valid. The texture of animal fur and skin is really fun to work with when you get the hang of it."
As Gerard kept going around the room, I couldn't help but flashback to the night I had met him only a couple of weeks ago.
Pete had asked me to come with him to a gay bar to meet up with Mikey, whom he had developed a crush on and courageously asked on a date as he was working his shift in the record store.
Pete told me that Mikey was bringing his brother and that I might think he was cute. Luckily it was a known fact that between 7pm and 10pm there was no security on the door of this bar. When we arrived, Mikey and his brother where already at a table with drinks for the four of us.Pete was right,I didn't just find Mikey's brother cute, I found him the most beautiful guy I'd ever laid eyes on.
We drank a shitload and even did some coke- resulting in Pete and I going back to the house the brothers shared.
We talked and when he asked what I did with myself I told him that I was a music student (which is half true). Sitting close to each other on the lounge turned into 'accidental knee and thigh touches' before I found my tongue hungrily sliding over his. That night resulted in blowjobs for both of us before we fell asleep on his bed, too messed up to even wrap a lazy arm around each other. I had a habit of waking up early when I was in unfamiliar environments, so at around 5am I got dressed and quietly left.
I'd be lying if I thought that he'd want to see me again anyway.

When I saw Pete the next day, he was in the middle of a conversation on the phone with Mikey. Pete held his hand over the speaker and whispered
"Gerard's asking about you" he smiled. I blushed, biting my bottom lip.
"Give Mikey my number!" I demanded, way too eagerly.
"Ok, ok chill" Pete laughed, returning to his conversation.
A minute later my phone buzzed and there was no other moment in which I ever felt more like a thirteen year old girl.

From; Unknown
> Hi, last night was fun.xo G <

Pete chuckled at me as I span around in circles, biting down hard on my lip as I squealed.
"Yeah, Frank's currently freaking out about Gerard texting him. He's dancing...I'm scared." He said mockingly before poking his tongue out.
I didn't care though, instead I thrusted my crotch inappropriately over the phone I held in my hand, whilst making obscene faces.
Pete shook his head as we shared a laugh.