"What the fuck?" I muttered as I groggily got out of bed.
I applied my eyeliner, adjusted my hair and left the hell hole, that is my house.
At SchoolI walked down the corridor and into math class. "Goddamit," I said to myself. "I fuckin' hate this class."
"FRANK IERO!" said the meaty and grinch-like math teacher. "WHAT DID YOU SAY?"
"I said 'I fuckin' hate this class.'"
"PRINCIPLE'S OFFICE NOW!"
"Fine then, just fuck off." I smugly replied as I disobeyed her and went to the bathroom.
I opened the door to find Gerard Way, the "popular kid", skipping class and smoking. We used to be great friends and we even talked about starting a band, but then he fucking left me for his rich buds.
Fuckin' asshole.
Gerard's POV The bathroom door opened. It took me by suprise... Holy shit. Is that Frankie?
"Frankie!" I said excitedly as i threw my cig down and crushed it with my foot.
"Haven't talked to you in a while, man."
"Fuck off Gerard. And don't fucking call me Frankie. We aren't friends last time I checked."
"We... We were friends." I muttered sadly.
That fuckin' hurt. We were great friends, until my fucking depression hit. I always felt like I was annoying him, so I left him. I was doing him a favor, not letting him put up with my bullshit.
"Fuckin' keyword asshole, were, we were friends. You fucking ditched me like the asshole you are."
"Frankie... I mean, Frank. Fuck. I'm so sorry. I didnt fucking mean it."
"Not like it fucking matters." He said coldly opening the bathroom door.
"Frank, stop!" I said grabbing his hand and pulling him to my chest. "Listen. Please. Or at least talk to me after school. 4:30 at Linkin Park. Ok?"
"Whatever. You'll be fucking lucky if I show."
"So thats a yes?"
He left the bathroom not looking back. I felt tears run down my face. Goddamit. I loved him. How could I fucking do that to him?
The SchoolyardFrank's POVGoddamit. Why is he trying? Its not like he ever liked me, but I loved him. I just... I don't fucking know.
But when he pulled me close in the bathroom.
Goddamn, I can't fall for his tricks again. He'll probably ditch me again.
But I'm gonna go. Just to see what he has to say.
Linkin Park
Gerard's POV
I hope he shows. I need to tell him everything.
An hour later"Frankie!" I said as I saw him approaching the tree I was sitting in. "Climb up!"
Frank's POVI still get a rush everytime he says my nickname.
"Dont call me Frankie." I said coldly.
I can't open up to him very much. And I sure as hell can't show my feelings.
Gerard's POV"Oh, sorry."
"First time I've heard you speak softly in years.'
"I'll make an exception for my Frank."
"I'm not yours."
Shit, what did I do to our relationship?
"Yeah, right, sorry." I said my voice cracking a little.
"Im sorry for leaving you a few years ago. My father died. Mikey was doing drugs, and my mom started neglecting us. I was getting beat up at school. And... and i didn't want you to get hurt too. So I left you. I didn't want you to have to see me like that..." and my voice started to break. I couldnt say another word.
"I...I..I." and before i could say another word, Frank pulled me in, his soft lips pressing against mine. Not roughly, but gently, like I was a delicate flower.
He pulled away and wiped my tears from my face.
Frank's POV I didn't know that was the issue. I thought he hated me. I thought that he thought, I was a dumbass who wore eyeliner.
God, I fucking love him.
"I... I'm sorry. You never told me and I assumed you didn't want to be seen with a gay, emo, asshole. Plus, you had new friends who were better than I was. I thought you onky wanted me for sex."
"No friend could ever be better than you. I'm so fucking sorry Frank."
"Call me Frankie." I whispered in his ear as I pulled him in for another kiss. "I love you so much." I said out of breath.
"I love you more Frankie." he said to me in the sexiest way.