Gerard and I woke up freakishly early. Well, maybe for him seeing as he looked like complete shit. i was used to waking up early so,I was fine. But his hair was standing up on one side, he had bags under his eyes, and he looked really pissed off. I almost felt bad for him, but then came to the conclusion that I really didn't care.
"Are you ready?" He asked me as we pulled up the the school.
"Obviously more than you are, bed head," I answered. He glared at me while giving me the finger.
"Fuck you."
"Yeah, you wish." Then I walked away, shutting the door behind me. I heard him drive off after the long muffled noise of what I could only assume was him cussing me out. I let myself smirk. He's more the kid than I am. I picked up the hood to the jacket Gerard gave me and searched for an open enterance. I knew one of the doors had to be open, because there was a janitor there around this time. The first door I tried open.
"Well, that was lucky," I mumbled as I quietly made my way inside. It was just me and this janitor inside. I had to be absolutely careful and avoid running into him or her. I quietly walked through the halls, avoiding making too much noise as I opened the door to the first senior classroom. It was pitch black, but I had packed a small light which gave me enough light, but it wouldn't be noticeable to anyone outside the room. I took it out and clicked it on, slipping it in my mouth to hold it between my teeth. I put all the posters down and only picked on back up. I unrolled it and taped it up in the center of the whiteboard. I picked the other posters back up and stood back to see how it looked. I almost smiled at how great it looked. I opened the door and was about to walk out before seeing the janitor there and quickly slipped back into the classroom. I waited for him to pass by, noticing that he had headphones on. They looked expensive, which only meant that he shouldn't be able to hear anything. After he passed, I opened the door and I could hear Tiny Dancer by Elton John playing. At least he has good taste, I thought before reassuringly walking to the next classroom. This continued until I was down to my last poster. I put one in every senior room and I wasn't sure where to put this one. Then I had an idea. I would put one on Jealousy's locker. I wanted to pat myself on the back for being so brilliant, but I just taped up the poster and almost ran back to where Gerard would be picking me up.
I looked at my watch and this all took about 45 minutes, just as we'd timed. I walked out into the parking lot and crossed the street where Gerard was waiting for me. As I approached the only car there, thinking it was Gerard's, the window rolled down and an unfamiliar voice spoke.
"How much?" The manly voice asked. I gave a confused look.
"I'm sorry?"
"How much for a good time?" They clarified. I looked down at myself and I was slightly offended and slightly flattered they thought I was a streetwalker.
I scoffed. "Sir, even if I were a prostitute, I'd be a high class whore, thank you very much." Then I started walking away.
"You little shit!" I heard him yell then get out the car. "Come back here, motherfucker!" I turned back to look at him and found him running towards me. I felt panic rising up and just as he was about to reach me, a figure ran ahead of me and punched him so hard that I heard a crack. I stared, wide-eyed, as the man's body hit the ground with a thud.
"Goddamn it, Frank, I knew your smart mouth was gonna get you in trouble one day!" Gerard yelled.
"I didn't know you had that in you, Gerard. My hero," I said that sarcastically.
"That mouth of yours is what got you in trouble in the first place. Don't push it," he laughed. He then grabbed my arm and pulled me towards his car which wasn't too far away.
"Did you actually watch me almost get picked up? Perv." He scoffed as he got in the car and then started it. I then got in the car as well.
"I just wanted to see how you'd react, really," he explained.
"Asshole. You were gonna let me get taken." I was slightly hurt. "I can't believe you would relieve yourself on me and then let me get taken by a pervert. I'm not your damaged goods." Then I crossed my arms.
"Whoa. Didn't have to go hardcore, Frankie. First of all, I didn't mean for... that to happen; secondly, I did just save you from him; lastly, you're not my damaged goods, because you're not mine," he said nonchalantly. Silence filled the car ride until we pulled up to his place.
"Well, go get dressed for class and then I'll drop you off at the school in time for your bus ride." I walked up and waited for him to open the door. I took off his hoodie and suddenly felt cold, but I just dealt with it and got dressed in my uniform since there was a promotion ceremony today. I grabbed my garrison to turn in today since they're now considered put of regulation.
"Gerard, I'm ready!" I yelled out as I walked into his room. There he was, asleep. Under the blankets and everything. I glared at his sleeping figure as I walked up next to him. I looked at his face and his features looked smooth, he looked a lot younger with his face relaxed. Before I knew it, my face was only so many inches from his when my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was a slow vibration meaning in was from Jealousy. I sighed and checked it.
Jealousy: I don't think I'm coming to class.
I quickly sent a text back, kicking Gerard's bed to wake him, and then walking out as he got up, freaking out.
Me: There's promotions today. You're coming. We'll talk
"I'm ready. Also, Jealousy saw the posters, I think." He had a slight look of regret as he got up and straightened his clothes.
Jealousy: Okay.
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In My Mind Only (Frerard)
Fanfiction"Well, then what is it?" I took a deep breath. It was now or many, many years from now. I know nothing can become of us. We're going in completely different directions and he's so determined to get where he's going. "I love you," I said. "I know," H...
