The first time I noticed him, I wanted him to fuck me. But soon it turned into something more than that. I wanted him to love me. There is only one flaw to my plan. He is straight. At least I think he is. I see him with a new girl almost every week. I'm in my freshman year of High school, and so is he. The worst thing is, he doesn't even know I exist. Not until we get paired up in Lab. That's when I finally know, I want Frank Iero to be mine.

[Gerard's POV]

I walk into the hellhole they call High school. My hoodie is up and my earbuds are in. I crank the volume of my music all the way up. I don't care if it damages my hearing. I don't care about many things these days. I look down at the floor as I walk towards my first class. A pair of hands are suddenly on me and I'm shoved into the lockers. I already know who it is, without even looking up. It's Andy Biersack, my bully since 8th grade.

You see, he has a little thing against gays. He thinks that its wrong and that they need to be punished. So yes, I'm gay, and yes I'm proud. I see nothing wrong with being gay. Its who I am, I cant change that. Andy thinks that if he beats me enough, that he will beat the gayness out of me. Well sorry honey I would hate to be the one to burst your bubble, but I'm stuck gay, and there is no way changing it.

Andy finally stops beating me, and lets me fall to the floor. The first bell rings, to let everyone know to get to class. I gather my stuff and limp to the bathroom. I push open the door to only see him there, kissing a girls neck on the bathroom sink. The girl notices me and taps on his shoulder. "Um, Frank? There is someone in here." She mutters. Frank sighs and helps her to the floor. He shoves past me with his shoulder. Yes, him is Frank. Frank is so cute. I mean, come on. His hair is perfect, his lip ring is adorable. I see why all the girls basically beg for him to date them I mean I would too, but since I'm just the emo fag, I won't. Who wold date me anyways. I'm the only gay guy in my school. At least I think I am.

Once I know for sure that they left, I stand and look into the mirror. What I see in the mirror is a fat worthless piece of shit. I turn on the water and slowly lift up my shirt. I can easily see bruises start to form, from where I got my daily beatings. I wash the blood off my face and roll up my sleeves. I slowly trace over the scars that are etched into my arms. I try to blink away the tears as I remember the reasons the scars litter my arm.

I pull my sleeves down and finishing cleaning my face. I hear the second bell ring, as I walk out of the boys bathroom. I take my time to my first class. I'm already late, so why bother hurrying. I enter the room when I notice our seats have changed. I look at my Lab teacher, Ms. Wilcocks. "You're late Gerard."

I grin. "Oh really, I am? I didn't notice." I say sarcastically as I walk over to her desk. I don't really like Ms. Wilcocks. She gets on my nerves. Her voice is so annoying.

She points to the last row in the back. "Since you want to be so smart. You are going to sit next to Mr. Iero. He is also your lab partner for the rest of the semester." I freeze where I stand. Did I hear her right? She is gonna have me sit next to him and make him my partner? I mean he is cute after all, but why do I have to sit next to him. I turn my head to look at Frank and notice that he is staring at me. I look down at what I'm wearing, a Green Day hoodie and faded black skinny jeans, with my light grey converses. I don't look that bad, right?

I make my way through the rows to my seat. I put my headphones back in as I take out a piece of paper. I start to write down whatever words pop into my head. When the bell rings, only then do I notice Frank watching me. I quickly put the paper away and turn to face him. "Dude, whats your problem?"

Frank says nothing as he gets up, instead he drops a paper in front of the paper and walks away. I pick up the paper. It had my name on it so I open it.

Meet me by the dumpsters - Frank

That's strange, he never talks to me before this, so why now?