Only Love (Hey Angel Face sequel)

Dodgeball

Quickly, we all made it to P.E. and changed into our uniforms. Gerard was on the bleachers, talking to his friends when I came out. As soon as I was in earshot, they stopped talking. His attention went to me.

"Hey angel face..." He put an arm around my shoulders.

"Hi babe, whatcha guys talkin' about?"

"Oh, nothing..." I gave him a look, "What? I can't tell you! It'd ruin the surprise!"

"Fine..." He kissed the side of my head.

"Gerard! You may be allowed to do that in the halls but not in my classroom!"

"Ms. Kay, this isn't a classroom. This is a gym. And besides, I don't need these stupid little freshies to think they can stare at miss angel face like that." He moved his gaze to them, which in turn they all stared at the floor boards.

"Well it's my classroom. And it's not allowed."

"Fine, I won't do anything." She nodded, turning away, almost immediately, he kissed my cheek.

"Gerard..."

"It doesn't matter, I mean, what are they gonna do? Give me detention right before break? Yeah, right." He rolled his eyes just before we started our warm ups.

"Okay class, since we still can't go outside. Dodgeball." All the boys got really excited, sending high fives and all while the freshmen coward in fear at the other side of the gym.

"Mikey, Ray, you take out the left side, Frank middle, Y/n  and I'll take the right." They all nodded and ran off, just as the teacher blew her whistle.

"Don't worry babe, these freshmen don't got nothin' on me!" He then proceeded to scream at the top of his lungs, snatch a dodgeball, and throw it right into a little boys stomach. He went flying. A loud smack rang through the gym as he hit the wall.

"Woah..." He smirked.

"Impressed?"

"Maybe just a little..." He handed me a dodgeball.

"Go ahead..." Gerard nodded, signaling for me to throw it. So I did, hitting a kid's arm. Quietly, I giggled, "Fun, right?"

"Yeah, why doesn't anyone else on our team ever do anything?"

"Huh? I dunno... they don't really care..." He said, just as Mikey threw a ball at an innocent little freshman.

"I'm on your team!" He cried, but Mikey didn't care.

"Nice being on the winning team for once, huh?"

"Yeah, specially since I'm not getting pelted by you guys." Just then, he threw a ball at the remaining two, hitting both of them. Right after the other.

"And that's how it's done." He stood with his hands on his hips. The teacher blew her whistle, getting another game ready.

"Yeah? That's really how it's done?" I asked.

"What are you saying? You don't think so?" He asked, just before lifting me up off the ground.

"Agh! Gerard, put me down!" I playfully swatted at him.

"Not until you say I'm the best at dodgeball!"

"I'm not gonna say it!"

"Fine, we'll just stand here all day, then."

"Okay! Okay! You're the best at dodgeball!" He set me back down, smashing his lips into mine. While this was all happening, the teacher, who was yelling at us the whole time, had gone completely unnoticed by us.