Sorry. More Frerard.
And inspired by a tumblr post ;D
Warnings; Homophobic slurs
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Once in my English class, we had to go up in front of the class and speak about one secret, just one, so we could get to know each other better.
It was stupid, really, because nobody is really gonna care about your little secret next year.
That is, until this one kid named Gerard walked up in front of the class. He came out as gay in front of the whole class, but they all laughed and pointed.
"Hah! He's a faggot!" "He's gay! I knew it!" "Motherfucking fag!"
"I- I'm sorry, I shouldn't-" He stuttered, but his soft voice overwhelmed by the other's loud and obnoxious tones.
It was when I started to clap, did they really stop. I clapped, smiling at him, congratulating about him being brave enough to come out in school like that.
I came out as gay as well at that time- he sobbed into my shoulder, bending down a bit to hug me.
Several months later, we've been friends, having the occasional hug here and there.
Afterwards, I asked him out, and he didn't deny.
When I proposed to him a year later, though, he had the same reaction as when we first met.
