Frerard Oneshots

You literally take my breath away Gee Way.

School has never been a fun place for someone like me. I guess you'd call me the outcast but I don't mind much. Everyone looked away from me or they looked at me like I was the freak. Only because I had tattoos and a lip piercing.

I suppose I'll just have to get over that. It was the end of senior year so I wouldn't have to deal with them for much longer. Then I can go to college and be happy.

Ever since the beginning of the school year, I've grown more and more fond of my art teacher, Mr. Way. His class was the most fun. Every day, I would stay after class was over and help him clean up. He would tell me, "Frankie, you don't need to do that. I'll do it. Go on home." But I never did. I would always stay and help because he was beautiful as can be.

I might also have the biggest crush on him.

I've stayed after for a few hours cleaning and rearranging everything. In those hours we would talk about everything on our minds. I remember mentioning to him that my ex boyfriend had cheated on me with a heroine addict. It was a lovely story to say the least. He would just put an arm around me and say he was sorry or pat my head.

He would tell me stories of when he used to teach at another school or this favorite music artists and he even told me that he was gay like me. He didn't let anything slip either. By the end of the year, we had both learned so much about each other. It was like we were best friends.

Now today was the final day of my senior year. I was so excited to finally leave this shit place. But there was one person that I still couldn't leave without a goodbye.

After lunch, I went to my locker to retrieve my sketch book and a little present I had bought to give Mr. Way. There was no way I could Graduate and not tell him thank you.

I ran straight to his class at the end of the long bright hallway. I was early because I wanted to give him the present. I hopped he really liked them.

I walked into the room to see him sitting behind his desk drinking more coffee. I swear that man drinks gallons of it every day.

"Hey Mr. Way! I got you something!" I said

He looked up at me and smiled. "Hey Frankie! What! You didn't have to do that, why?"

"Well we've gotten so close this year I just couldn't leave this shit place without..I don't know. A thank you gift." I said blushing before I held my hands out to him.

He smiled and took the present from my shaking hands. He expected the box and shook it. "I promise it's not an animal or something. Just open it you cute goof!" I said

He finally unwrapped it and opened the small box. I had boughten him a David Bowie phone case and "A Catcher in the Rye". (His favorite book)

He looked at them both and smiled so big. I have never seen that big of a beautiful smile before. He even jumped up and down.

"No way! Thank you so much!!!! These are amazing!! How did you know I loved these?!" He said.

"Well I've stayed after school every single day this year. And you kind of said you loved Bowie and A catcher in the Rye maybe 1000 times." I said giggling.

"Oh yeah. Right. Haha well thank you so much! I just wish I had something for you." He said.

"No no! That's okay. I get to help you today after class. That's all I want." He looked at me smiling and rolling his eyes. I just turned and went to sit at my desk in the back of the room.

The whole class period was spent painting on canvas for our final. I decided to paint a self portrait. I used a multitude of colors. Making my face blue and my hair green and my eyes yellow and just random colors.