Liz
I braced myself, before entering the harsh, grey prison they expected us to call a school. I'd arrived early as usual, but the school was still over crowded - the corridors were flooded with students. So, I hurried to my quiet spot, behind the music block. As I was about to turn the corner, I heard a tearing yell of anger.
"What the FUCK! Do you think you are doing?" screamed an all too familiar voice, aggressively. It was Lily.
"I'm s-s-sorry," stammered the meek voice of a girl that I didn't recognise. "It was an accident" she added quietly.
"AN ACCIDENT!" screamed Lily. "Do like I look like I give a shit whether you meant to or not? You're just a pathetic SLAG!" That's when I heard a small, muffled bang and a scream, so I rushed round the corner to see what was going on. I saw a girl pinned against the wall by lily. She was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen; she had chic black hair, flowing down her face curtaining it slightly… giving her a mysterious edge. She also had big, blue, almost purple eyes, with long thick lashes and softy cherry coloured lips that contrasted greatly with her pale skin. It was the girl that I was crushing on… and she was absolutely stunning. She seemed so nice too, so she completely didn't deserve this.
"BACK, the fuck off, LILY!" I yelled defensively in the sharpest tone I could manage.
"And what're you gonna do about it, you sad little lesbian?" she sneered slamming me in to the wall, leaving the purple eyed girl to lily's 'friends' – I noticed that the group was slightly smaller than normal. I gave the girl a worried glance as the posse grabbed hold of her, trapping her; Lily picked up on this.
"Well, well," she cackled nastily. "Now I see why you stood up for this bitch… but just 'cause you fancy her doesn't mean you can back-chat me. GOT IT, You worthless piece of shit?" She half growled threateningly, slapping me in my red-as-a-tomato embarrassed face.
"Look," I whispered. " If you don't leave me and her alone, I'll tell Frank and then you'll have no chance of getting him back – and I know that's what you want. I can see it in your eyes." I spat in to her ear.
"Fine!" she whispered back sharply, before giving me a head spinning punch in the face , causing a scarlet fountain to stream out of my nose and she stomped off.
"Are you ok?" asked the dark haired girl, stunned.
"Yeah, thanks. I think I'll live," I replied pinching my nose. "My name's Liz by the way." I smiled bravely.
"Violet," she replied, blushing slightly. "I can't believe you got her to leave us alone, thank you so much."
"Oh, that's alright. She's just a bully and bullies are cowards," I said 'knowingly. "Do you want me to walk you to class?" I offered, wanting to ask her to skip, but knowing that could get her in to a lot of trouble or mess up her education if she realised how easy it was to bunk.
"No that's ok," she said. "I hope I'll see you again, Liz." She smiled shyly.
"Yeah, me too," I replied smiling back warmly.
Gerard
"Frankie, I'm better now. Why can't we do anything?" I whined, lying across my bed with my head hanging over the edge; all of the blood was rushing to my head and my hair was sticking up everywhere. Frank was sat at my desk completing some work.
"Because, Gee, my geography teacher has noticed that I've been absent from his lesson a lot, and he doesn't care as long as I keep up on my work. I have to keep skipping to see Liz so I need to get this work done."
"Liz who?" Mikey interjected, popping his head around the door.
"Liz in the year below me, Mikey. The year above you," Frank replied, sounding exasperated.
"Oh, this girl in my year that I sit with in Biology wouldn't stop going on about her! She kept calling her a 'saviour' and kept saying how pretty she is. It's quite creepy, actually." I sighed from my bed, I was losing my boyfriend to a girl – how wrong could be life be.
"Shush, Gee," Frank said impatiently. "What does this girl look like?"
"Her name's Violet and she's got super long black hair and these really cool eyes – they're nearly purple! Oh, and she's really quite weird. She's a loner, but I try my best to get her to make friends… she just doesn't follow my advice."
"Nobody does, Mikey," I said, earning my a death glare from my brother.
"Do you have a picture of her?" Frank asked, swivelling his chair so he was facing Mikey. Mikey nodded and pulled his phone out of his pocket.
"Seriously? You're never asked for a picture of me." I sat up and began sulking.
"Gerard, if you don't shut up I will do nothing with you ever again. Just hold on two minutes. Can you send the picture to me, Mikey?" Frank asked, fumbling around in his hoody for his phone.
"Sure," Mikey replied. After a few seconds of silence, Frank's phone beeped. He thanked Mikey and after a glare from me that said "get the fuck out of my room I want my boyfriend" Mikey left the room.
"I've finished my work, Gee," Frank said, getting up and coming to sit on my lap. "So… shall we go a bit further? I'm ready now." I was speechless, so I just nodded weakly. Frank's lips were suddenly attached to mine and he was kissing me softly but deeply. My hands were resting on his waist and his were in my hair, messing it up even more. He began to tug at the edge of my t-shirt impatiently and I took it off, complying with his will – he ran his hands over my bare chest and let out a small groan – I smiled. I motioned for him to take his shirt off too and he did, quickly and deftly with one fast movement. Gently, he laid me back on the bed so that he was on top of me… straddling me. I stopped marvelling at his pale skin to notice that Frank had been rocking slightly, the friction causing an uncomfortable tightness in my jeans. As if he had read my mind, his hands made their way to the button my jeans in a flash, undoing them and wriggling them down to my ankles, with my underwear attached, where I kicked them off – the relief was extraordinary. Frank was rocking up against me again, and I was no longer just hard – I had a full erection already and Frank had started setting to work on it. The movement of his hand on my throbbing dick was almost too much for me to cope with. It was as if he knew exactly how to treat me to give me as much pleasure as possible. Frank had begun kissing me again while his wrist kept moving fluently, collecting the drops of pre-cum that trailed down my cock. Frank's mouth moved from my mouth to my neck, just below my ear.
"Do you like that, baby?" he breathed – he was perfect. The way that I could feel the heat radiating for his chest, his rough voice and his mouth on my neck was enough to send me over the edge. I groaned loudly, Frank's name coming from my mouth in one elongated syllable – I came harder than I had ever done before.
Frank lay down beside me, wiping his hand on my stomach.
"Gross," I mumbled, burrowing into his side. "That was nice."
"I know," he replied, his mouth stretching into a huge grin. "Your face is so beautiful when you cum, Gee." I blushed, flicking my hair into my face to hide behind.
"It's not… it's embarrassing," I replied, smiling into the crook of his neck.
"It's getting late though, Gee… and if I don't go home soon my mum will kill me. Then I can't come see you! So I need to go, sweetie," Frank said, standing up and wiping his hands again on his jeans – double gross.
"Ok, baby. Do I get a goodbye kiss?"
"Of course," Frank said, leaning in and kissing my gently. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my body against his, savouring every touch before he left. I was so happy that I had someone like Frank.
