My Fucked Up Romance

Chapter 1:Belleville High Sounds Okay.

"Belleville High?",I smirk,nodding at the name of my new hell as my mother drove me to the school I'd probably hate,"Sounds okayish." She sighed and rolled her eyes as she lightly tapped her cigarette against the windowsill of the car. "It's great,honey. You're sure to like it. You get to wear what you want,and you have the classes you asked for,ya just need friends. Frank." I sighed and shifted uncomfortably as we entered the school gates,letting my mind wander.
Maybe it won't be bad. Maybe I will make friends.

Then my smarter side:
No,I won't. I'll be lonely and I'll hate it.

"Mom,please tell me that's not a teacher.....",I said in disbelief as I stared at the hottest man I'd ever seen in my life. He looked taller than me,but hey,isn't everyone?,and he wore dark gray skinny jeans that clung to his legs perfectly,a faded Ramones t-shirt,and bright red Converse,to match his firetruck engine red hair,falling in loose strands around his beautiful face. Oh my- He looked up then,seeing my surprised face,my jaw slacked,and winked,a small smirk slipping across his face as his mouth opened slightly,his tongue flicking across his upper lip. I whimpered,feeling my tight black jeans tighten painfully in the front area. "Yeah,so stop staring. He's your first and seventh,music and art." I bit my lip and frowned,watching as he turned and went into the big brick building,his ass looking extremely yummy. Mom stopped suddenly and sighed,"Now go,kid. You don't wanna be late your first day." I smiled and grabbed my backpack,slinging it over my shoulder as I got out and closed the door. "Bye,mom." Don't wanna be late. I ignored her 'Good luck!!' as I made my way into the building.

I slipped into the office,a big room with a large desk near the wall,with a woman standing behind it. The woman was tall but young looking,maybe mid-20's,with short blonde hair and blue eyes,"Hi,how may I help you?" I sighed and put my hand on the desk,tapping softly,"Frank Iero. New kid." She smiled and grabbed a piece of paper before giving it to me,"Your schedule. Have a nice day." I nodded and slipped out of the room,then walked quickly down the crowded hallway to my first class.

I was the first one there,so it was just me and the hot music/art teacher. He was sitting on the edge of his desk when I walked in,and immediately looked at me. "Oh,you're early!! Hi!!",he exclaimed as he hopped off his desk and grabbed my hand,"I didn't peg you for an early kinda guy,Frank Iero. I'm Gerard Way,your music teacher!" I sighed,"And art. And apparently you're the detention teacher too?" He nodded and pulled to a desk beside his. "Yes. And this will be your desk. Get settled in,because you'll be there for a while. Oh,and did anyone ever tell you to never stare at your teacher's ass?" I dropped my backpack by the desk and blushed,"You saw me?" He blushed and patted his desk. "Nope. Now sit." I hopped up on his desk and he stood between my legs,with his hands on my upper thighs. "We've got a few minutes until this classroom is full,how old are you?" I blinked,shocked by both the question and his hands,which were too close to my dick,"Um..18... Why?" He smiled and his hands moved closer to my crotch. "So I can do this." His left hand pressed down on my crotch as his right hand started rubbing my thigh. I gasped and grabbed his wrist,blushing and becoming slightly hard,"Mr.Way,do you do this to all of your new students,sir?" My voice still sounded calm,but with a slight edge to it. He just smirked and started palming me,"Just you,Iero. Now,what instrument do you play,if any?" I scoffed,slightly flustered,"G-guitar,M-Mr.Way..." I let go of his wrist and leaned back,propping myself up and letting out a light moan. He smiled and took that as a sign to go faster,and pressed down harder,going faster. "We'll have to set you up with one after class. You're skipping second,got that? I'll tell 'em you had to stay behind." Fucking hell Mr.Way,keep your dick in your pants.

The thought of his dick was enough to make my breath hitch in my throat. Dick. His dick. Gerard Way's dick. Dude,just imagine it in your hand,hard and- "Gerard Arthur Way." My eyes snapped open and I looked at the door,at a tall man with his hands on his hips and his glasses nearly on the tip of his nose,eyes glaring at Gerard,then me. I looked to Gerard,who just smiled and continued what he'd been doing,causing me to gasp. "Frank,Mikey. Mikey,Frank." I nodded and bit my lip,"H-hi-holy shit..." Gerard's hand wasn't even in my pants and I felt like I was gonna explode. He smirked and pressed down harder again. Mikey rolled his eyes and shut the door,"Gerard,you should stop. Class will be starting soon! They'll see you hand-raping a student,and you'll get in big trouble,so stop!" I was too busy getting 'hand-raped',so I hadn't thought about it,but the man was right. "G-Gerard,h-fuck...he's riiiight." The i had been longer because he'd leaned down and licked my jawline,which could accurately open envelopes itself if I really wanted to. I put my hands on his chest and grabbed his hand,lacing my fingers in his. "Stop,OK? We can finish later or something. Do what your brother says." He smiled and raised his eyebrow,"How'd you know he was my brother?" I scoffed,"Look at him. He looks like you. That's your brother,I'm sure of it. And if he's not,I'm a chick." He chuckled and pulled me off the desk,to my feet. "Thank God he is then,huh?" He looked at Mikey,who just shrugged,"Honestly,I don't give a fuck about Frank Iero,so." Gerard wrapped his arms around my waist and stuck his tongue out,"Well,you should consider it,because he could be your brother in law in a few years,so shut up please." My eyes widened at brother in law and so did Mikey's as we both said,"What?" He just smiled and pulled away from me,"You heard me. Now get in your seat and Mikey,leave." I sat down on the desk and Mikey left,then students started filing in and the classroom was soon filled with laughter and talking,even between myself and Gerard,starting with him,"So how's life?" I shrugged and looked at him,"Sucks. You?" He nodded and propped himself up on his elbow,"Same. By the way,do you like my ass?" I blushed and looked away,"Yeah. I do. Why?" I glanced at him and he shrugged,his lips quirking up into a smile,"Just wondering. Give me your arm." I sighed and put my arm out to him,"That scares me,actually. Wondering. It gets weird. Like now,I wonder what you'd look like in women's lingerie,don't kill me for it,just wondering." A few people looked at me,three guys,Pete,Patrick,and some guy named Ray. I looked at Gerard and he was smirking whilst writing something on my arm. "What are you doing?" He looked up at me,"Oh shit,do you mind?" I shook my head,"No,babe." OK what. He smiled,"Oh? Babe? Well." He started drawing something and I sighed,"Yeah,babe. I figured since.......well,ya know...happened,why not?" He smiled and leaned down to kiss my wrist before letting go and pulling my sleeve down. "Don't look until I say." I smiled,"Kiss me." His eyes went wide and I sighed,"Nevermind." He pressed his lips together and stood,"Hallway,now." Everyone got quiet and I followed him out. He dragged me to the bathroom and pulled me into a stall before pressing me against the wall and pressed his lips against mine,"Happy?" I let out a breath I'd been holding in since he'd stood up and kissed him hard,pressing him against the opposite wall,holding his face as his lips moved against mine and his hands ran down my chest,fingers fumbling with the hem of my shirt once he reached it. I gladly let him pull my shirt off and did the same to him,and pulled his pants off. When he got to mine,I blushed and stopped him,"I'm not wearing any boxers.." He smiled and pulled them off anyway,"Good." His fingers wrapped around my dick and I gasped,"Fuck. Your hands are cold and-what the fuck?" I hadn't even noticed the weird substance he'd put on his hand until I felt the coldness of it. He just smiled and kissed me,"Lube,baby. Don't ask." I suddenly realized and- "Ahhhhhhh......" He started moving his hand very quickly,the lube making it easier to go faster,making me automatically love lube. "Mr.Way?" Gerard stopped and put his hand on my mouth,not even caring that it was that same hand. There was a bit of lube on his hand and it smelt lemony which would've made me giggle if I wasn't scared shitless. "Mr.Way,I know you're in here. I saw you come in with the new kid. Are you guys OK?" Gerard bit his lip and leaned on me,"Yeah,we're fine. Just........talking..." I whimpered quietly and he moved his hand. "Somehow I don't believe you." I groaned and Gerard growled,"Go back to the fucking class,Pete Wentz." I sunk down and pulled up my pants then pulled his boxers off. He hissed at me. "Don't think so,Way Way. Oh,and how's Oreo?" "Iero.",I corrected. Gerard looked angry,"Pete! Go the fuck to class! I am not afraid to fail you! Remember,my brother teaches math,so either leave or bye bye New York!!" I knew he wouldn't ruin a guy's future,would he? "K. Have a nice day!" Silence. Running feet. Silence. Gerard: "Thanks Frank."