Trouble

82 2 1
                                    

I've seriously debated texting Frank.
This could get me kicked out of school and him fired.
If we got caught...

After much debate with the many voices in my mind, I decided on a small greeting message

"Sup bastard"

A reply came just moments afterward

F: who the fuck is this

G: watch the profanity, honey (':

F: I'm serious, who are you??

G: Barack Obama

F: fuckin hilarious, laughing my damn ass off, now be serious or I'm blocking your number

G: easy on the language, baby (': just someone at school

F: ....

F: Gerard?

G: Yep

F: How the fuck did you get my damn number?

G: One of the students gave it to me

F: Lindsey Ballato..

G: Yeah, why the fuck did she have your number in the first place

F: Look, I can't get caught texting you

G: Tell me and I'll leave you alone

F: No.

G: Frank

G: Frank

G: Frank

2 hours later

G: F

G: R

G: A

G: N

F: goddamit Gerard stop

G: K.

F: fucking fine but then leave me alone, I used to work for her family, satisfied? Now goodbye.

G: ...
-
I found it strangely hot the way he cussed and got angry so easily

As a matter of fact, I couldn't stop smiling. I even told Lindsey and she slapped me on the back the next day at school- while Frank glared

I didn't know if he was glaring at her touching me or us skipping class

Let's hope it was the first thought

You Give Love A Bad Name (Frerard)Where stories live. Discover now