Frank and Gerard were childhood friends. And then they were enemies. Finally, they became strangers. They'd been friends though, and maybe they'd been a little too affectionate, because everyone thought the two of them would get married someday. Before they became enemies, they had even agreed to use each other as a backup plan. If, by the time they both reached their thirtieth year, they hadn't found someone to marry, they'd marry each other. They have thirty three days left. THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR 18+ AUDIENCES. I can't stop you from reading it at whatever age you are, but please be advised. DISCLAIMER: This fic features Brendon Urie as a character. It was written before allegations were made of Brendon's conduct, and I in no way support him or his actions.

Frank Iero is just like any other teenager; living a normal life with an absent father and drunk mother. He has been the 'trouble-maker' of the school ever since kindergarten, where he made his title by cutting girls' hairs and pushing boys. Frank is openly gay and the new art teacher Mr. Way catches his attention, making his purpose to get into Mr. Way's pants, without knowing anything about him. But Mr. Way has secrets, and they both know how dangerous the situation will be, not to mention illegal. The only thing Frank knows is that he wants Mr. Way, and he'll do anything for his teacher to like him back. --- first story warning!! i strongly reccommend you skip this one and read another one of my books!!

Projekt Revolution 2007. Dozen bands. Plenty of masks. Gerard hides behind sharp edges and being obnoxious. Bella wears a smile that never quite reaches her eyes. Onstage, they're flawless. Offstage, they can't stand each other-or pretend to. But the more they clash, the more they see what no one else does: the cracks in each other's armor. And once the masks start to slip, nothing stays simple. A slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers story about tension, timing, and seeing the truth behind the performance. (It gets better the more you read it. The story and the writing. JUST TRUST ME 🙏)