Gerard's p.o.v

Just before I entered the doors of school I turned my head slightly as I felt someone's gaze on me. When I looked to the other side of the courtyard I saw a small looking boy lying on the ground in a clearly large amount of pain. He had deep gashes down his face and blood over his small frail body. I felt immediate hatred at who ever could do that to such a beautiful looking human. I went in to his mind but didn't say anything just listened. He was thinking about me. He thought I looked amazing. Really good he said. I had heard it a hundred times before but coming from this boy who I didn't know felt special. I knew I couldn't keep staring for too long but I knew that I liked him. So I smiled at him and walked in to the school building.

I entered my form room early but I got tired of the cheerleaders crowding me so I decided to come in early. I didn't stop thinking about that kid. I forgot to look for his name because I was too busy mesmerised by his thoughts of me. I pulled out my sketch book again and began to draw this guy. Most of my sketches are of angels but not this one. I began and got so in to it that I didn't hear the door to the room open. Nor did I see the boy now stood in the room with me.

Franks p.o.v

I got up from the ground and winced in pain. I knew it hadn't begun yet but I decided to go and wait in my form room. It would just be quieter so I headed in to the school.

I was astounded when I saw the boy from before. He was deep in to his sketching again and sat in my seat. I froze on the spot when I saw him but he didn't seem to notice anyone had come in. I decided to walk towards him quietly so as not to interrupt him since he seemed so in to it. My seat was near the back so it took me a little while to get there .but when I did he still didn't notice me there. I looked over his shoulder at his sketch and saw it was a person standing on a cliff edge with faint wings sprouting from his back. I thought he resembled me a bit but thought it was just my imagination.

I felt as if I liked this guy for some reason but I didn't know why. I mean I knew I was bi as I learnt a while ago when my dad was still alive. I came out to him as I was gay but he told me I was not gay it was a faze and at the most I was slightly bi. I didn't believe him as I had never felt anything for a girl and wasn't at the time but when he passed away I felt I needed to try with a girl and that's the only reason I was with Stacey. But in truth I never felt anything for her really so sometimes I question why I call myself bi but then I feel like I'm disappointing my dad. I knew he wasn't very happy with having a gay son. But I'm beginning to feel like I'm not really bi and I should just accept that my dad would have disowned me. And I think I have feelings for this guy but it's probably too soon to say.

He suddenly stopped drawing and seemed to tense up. I took a step back and he stood up pretty quickly and I began to panic. He knew I was here but he wasn't turning around. What was he doing? Was he going to hit me? He suddenly spun round quickly and wrapped his arms around me.

"I'm not going to hurt you frank." He said calmly. His hug was warm and comforting and I wanted to stay there for a while and hold him tight but hang on, how did he know my name? I pulled away and looked at him questioningly.

"Oh um sorry I uh heard it from the girls outside." He said nervously. I relaxed a bit and decided not to ask about how he knew I thought he was going to hurt me. It was an awkward silence for a while and then I remembered his sketch.

"Uhh do you mind if I ask what you were drawing?"

"Yes." I was a bit shocked at his bluntness and it took me back a little.

"Hey look I'm sorry it's just my drawings are very personal." He was awkward now. Oh great I made him awkward. Why do I screw everything up?

"Nah it's cool. Sorry I asked. Didn't mean to offend you."

"Oh you didn't its cool sorry I snapped." The awkward silence fell upon us again. Oh god why was I so awkward with this guy did I like him this much. He laughed at something and i clearly didn't get the joke.

"Uh excuse me? The joke?" I said getting quite annoyed now.

"Uhh sorry I just thought you don't even know my name, I'm Gerard." He held out his hand to me and I took it in my hand. There was a spark between us and we both pulled our hands back.

Gerard's p.o.v

It was going horribly so far however me being able to hear his thoughts gave me some hope. He was so cute, beating himself up for being awkward. I had to learn to not let slip the stuff I heard in people's heads as I let slip a few times whilst talking to frank but I couldn't let him think I would ever hurt him. It hurt me to hear him think that about me. But he was so cute and the best part was he was Bi or gay! I only heard him thinking about my drawing and then on when he talked about his dad and being gay. He had a crush on me and judging by the butterflies I got I think I had a crush on him too.

There was a terrible silence between us and I felt kinda guilty for how I snapped at him about my drawing but in truth I was just so embarrassed he had even seen it. But now I could see him up close I could definitely improve my drawing of him. It had accidentally become an angel however the wings were faint as if a metaphor for him not being a literal angel but an angel in my eyes none the less. He was incredibly beautiful though with his black flopping fringe and spiked up at the back. He also had some red hair towards the back and he looked awesome. He had a nose and lip ring and wore black and red eyeshadow with X's covering over his eyes. I couldn't stop myself from staring in to his hazel eyes and didn't realise I was staring until he spoke.

"Hey...ummm... Can I see your timetable?"

"Oh yeah sure." I got my timetable out and handed it to him.

"Cool we got all the same lessons together." He looked up and smiled and my heart melt. I could hear in his head he was relaxing.

"Want to go about together?" He was asking me to hang out with him! I grinned widely.

"Yeah awesome!" And then the bell went. I returned to my chair.

"Hey um, Gee? That's kinda my chair."

"Oh yeah sorry." Gee? I moved my stuff.

"You can sit beside me if you want I mean no body sits there unless forced." He chuckled adorably.

"Alright then that's great." And I smiled back sitting beside him.