I Promise I'll Look After You

A New Friend?

{Gerard's POV}

"I'm sure you're just being paranoid," Frank said.

"Maybe," I bit my lip, "But Mikey's definitely been acting weird lately."

"I'm sure he isn't. He probably seems like he is because that's what you're expecting."

He was right.

I was overreacting.

I needed to stop worrying.

We stopped walking once we were outside the music block.

"Hey," Frank smiled at me, "Everything's fine. Don't worry so much."

I nodded.

"Now," Frank opened the door, "Let's go and fucking rock out!"

I laughed and followed him upstairs to our classroom.

However, we paused when we reached the top of the stairs.

Frank frowned, "Can you hear that?"

"Kind of."

We both shuffled slowly towards our classroom and stopped outside.

I could definitely hear something now.

If I wasn't mistaken, someone was playing an electric.

Really well, I might add.

Frank had his mouth open as he listened to the impressive sounds.

"Who the fuck is that?" He half whispered.

I shrugged, "No idea."

Curiosity compelled him then.

He slowly opened the classroom door and we both peeked our heads round it.

A guy was standing with his back to us and he had a pretty nice looking guitar in his arms.

From what I could see anyway.

I tried hard to recognise him but as I couldn't see his face, no one came to mind.

For a minute or so we just watched him play.

He really was amazing.

Just as good as Frank

Maybe even better.

We pushed the door open properly and stood in the doorway.

The guy didn't notice; he just kept rocking out.

I wondered what year he was in.

He was pretty tall so maybe in our year.

As soon as he stopped playing, Frank started clapping and I joined in.

The guy spun around in surprise and blushed a little when he saw us.

Now that I had seen his face, I definitely knew him from somewhere.

I must have seen him around the school.

"Wow, man!" Frank was grinning, "You're amazing!"

"Uh thanks..." The guy took the guitar from his shoulder and placed it in a nearby case.

"I'm serious!" Frank was saying, "You've got some talent!"

The guy looked a little awkward at being complimented but smiled anyway.

He was tall.

Taller than me but that wasn't too hard.

He had brown, bushy hair which was pretty cool.