The next day was Frank's birthday, but he wasn't here. I was planning on going on a date with him, but my plans were all destroyed. I roamed aimlessly through the halls, thinking about all of the amazing times I had with Frank. They all meant nothing to me anymore.
It was time for Frank's class, though I guess now I should just call it World History. I was one of the last people to enter the classroom. I made my way to the back of the room and dumped my stuff on the desk. A young woman dressed in a stylish dress walked into the room. "Good morning class. As some of you may know, Mr. Iero moved to LA today! I will be your teacher for the rest of the school year. My name is..."
I drowned out her voice. He moved to LA. All the way across the country. I didn't actually never want to see him again, but under the circumstances, I highly doubt we would ever run into each other.
The rest of the day was slow and tiring. Nothing special happened. My life went back to how it was before I started gaining the attention of my teacher. I couldn't tell if this was a good or bad thing. When I got home, I skipped dinner and layed in my bed once again. My phone binged once, and it took everything in my power to check it. It was Frank. He had texted me one thing. It was a black heart and a smiley face emoticon. I don't know why, but it warmed my broken heart.
The end.
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bathroom stalls and cigarettes {frank iero x reader}
FanficYou are a highschooler in New Jersey, and your World History teacher might have taken a special liking to you. *female protagonist* (completed story) (nsfw content included)
