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Gerard POV

Smiling to myself I walked towards my school. Fuck I was drunk.

Something caught my eye on the road. A dead badger. Just…laying there. I don't know why I thought it was that interesting. It's fur was matted with blood, and I was surprised no one has moved it. Lighting a fag, I carried on staring, before looking up into the sky, squinting at the occasional snowflake landing on my pale face.

Maybe some people are meant to die alone.

I felt a pair of hands rest on my shoulder, and I jumped and went to duck, expecting to be beaten up, but it was only Mikey.

‘Gerard for Gods sake. Mom always treats you so lovely and you ignore her all the time! Listen Gee, we’re worried about you…I’m worried you…Have you been drinking again?!’

I rolled my eyes and shrugged once again, this was quickly becoming my only form of communication. Mikey swore at me and began trudging to school, shaking his head as he did so.

I could see a swaying figure in the distance, he was very short, yet again I’m drunk so I could only see the vague outline of the figure. I heard my brother talking to this short kid, then Mikey calling me over. What the fuck did he want? Tripping over my own feet I attempted to walk as soberly as possible to Mikey’s new dwarf friend. Standing next to Mikey I moved my hips side to side with my arms crossed and examined Mikey’s new friend.

I was captivated already.



Frank POV

Mikey’s brother Gerard walked weirdly towards us, he looked like he was trying to tight rope or something. He then halted to a stop and was swaying his hips with his arms crossed on his chest, he twitched his button nose and then just stared at me…

Fuck do I have something on my face?

I pushed the paranoia to the side and then it hit me. This man was beautiful.

Flakes of snow disappeared on his porcelain face, his complexion a flawless white which looked perfect. He had deep hazel eyes dotted with elements of green, his eyes framed with long thick eyelashes and a smudge of eyeliner, giving him this seductive, mysterious persona. He had raven hair which captured the light ever so slightly, making it tint blue, it was long-ish and messy, but there was something about the way it was so uncontrollable which attracted me. My eyes caught the flicker of his pink tongue lick his pale lips, then little white child like teeth nibbling on his lower lip, making my breath deepen.

There was something different about him though, there looked like there should be spark in his eyes, but concentrating on them a little more they were bloodshot and raw, like he had been crying. His lips looked sore and bruised, like he gnawed on them excessively, and his black hair stuck to his face from the snow melting on him. His pale skin look almost sickly pale, as if he has never seen the light, but it wasn’t all that I was concentrating on; I caught a glimpse of his hand and wrist as he went to push a strand of black away from his face. There was a greyish bandage wrapped around his hand, dotted with specks of blood. I quickly averted my eyes away from him and looked into those tragic eyes.

He looked me up and down, and then resumed his position of staring at my face. Mesmerized, I titled my head slightly and involuntarily opened my mouth.

'Y'like whatcha see h-honey?' Gerard slurred whilst winking.

‘Gerard please not now…’ Mikey pleaded.

'Yes I-I…I mean n-no… I mean.. I d-don't know..' Well done Iero. Smooth.

Gerard leant in so his pale lips were millimetres away from mine, his breath sickly sweet, warming my cold nose.

'Well' he whispered seductively, 'Lets find out'.

I stopped breathing momentarily and my eyes widened. His breath smelt like vodka and stale cigarettes, with a hint of coffee. I couldn’t move, he was too pretty. My stomach twisted with nerves and excitement as he raised his eyebrows at me.

‘Gerard leave the poor kid alone, he’s new, he’s called Frank, he’s in your science class.’

Mikey pointed out, trying to divert Gerard’s attention away from me. He took a step back and I sighed heavily, that could’ve been a disaster. Mikey seemed to ignore the fact that Gerard was completely smashed, it was like he didn’t want me to notice, so I pretended I didn’t know.

‘Come on you two, we should get to class.’ Mikey said firmly, but kindly. I nodded and began to follow Mikey into the new school, Gerard right behind me.

‘Okay Frank, I’ll text you when I’m on my way to you at break, Gerard will take you too class, won’t you Gerard?’ Mikey pressured.

Gerard shrugged again and saluted Mikey as he walked off, shaking his head. I tapped my foot, embarrassed of how quiet I had been since his arrival.

He walked towards the S block and I quickly followed. I absently looked as his ass, and then blinked a few times, realizing how gay I would look if anyone saw me eyeing him up. Gerard was quite skinny, but unnaturally, however his faded black skinnies hugged his legs perfectly, making my heart rate quicken.

We were walking in the science corridor towards S17, Gerard whistled to accompany the silence we kept and opened the door to the classroom, fuck only 20 minutes left, I hope I don’t get detention…

‘Gerard Way. Nice of you too finally join us. And ahh you must be Frank Iero. Got lost did we?’

The male teacher asked gruffly, with a hint of sarcasm. I muttered something under my breath and the teacher walked towards me to show me to my seat. He had straw like once blonde hair, combed over with a lot of gel, and grey eyes with deep bags. He smiled at me with yellow teeth.

‘Have a seat next to Gerard, I’m Mr Grieves by the way’. What a twat.

Gerard breathed in shakily and sat down on the stool next to me, resting his head in his hands on the desk. Bless him, he was gorgeous. I began to nibble on my lip ring and tried to get my head together about balancing equations and shit. Fuck knows what it means. Mr Grieves gave us permission to pack up, as we were shoving pens in our bags I considered waking Gerard up as he seemed to have passed out on the desk. I licked my chapped lips and leaned over to him, and shook his arm lightly.

‘Gerard, it’s the end of the lesson.’ I said nervously.

Groaning he lifted his head up and rubbed his eyes, making them redder and smudging his eyeliner more.

‘Fuck…what lesson you have next?’ He said bluntly, his voice sounding tired.

‘Erm Maths I think, in M3.’

‘Same, fuck it lets s-skive.’ Gerard said, stumbling over his words.

After the bell went I followed him again through the corridor across the bus lanes and towards the gates. I can’t believe it’s my first day and I’m already skiving, but I get to spend it with the most beautiful guy in the history of the world, so I’m okay.

We ended up sitting on an old park bench, covered in moss. The park itself looked abandoned, the paint chipping and peeling off the swings and the slide looking dull and frosted over. I reached in my pocket and appeared with my cigarettes, offering Gerard one. He took one nodding thankfully and we both sparked up, watching the swirls of smoke engulf the air around us, still silent.

There was something so appealing about him smoking. The way he rested it between his lips, then takes back long deep drags, before taking it in, mouth slightly open, and then breathing it out, the rise and fall of his chest prominent.

Gerard shivered and reached for a bottle of water from is bag and emptied it in a few swigs.

Shit, it wasn’t water…it was vodka, I’d recognize that smell anywhere.

‘I’m not relapsing.’ Gerard suddenly told me, no emotion in his voice.

I looked at him confused, unsure on what to say. He took the last drag of his cigarette before flicking it behind the bench, and reaching into his bag a second time and lighting another one.

‘Chain smoker I see?’ I said, smiling slightly.

‘You only live once my friend.’ He replied, glancing at my lips then raising his eyebrow again.

Fuck he was so hot. I was beginning to get nervous again, stared at my shoes, acting like they were the most interesting fucking thing ever.

‘We should go, it’s nearly break.’ I whimpered. Gerard started giggling; he had this adorable laugh which was very contagious. I chuckled with him and rubbed my eyes, feeling the effect of that joint easing off. I stood up and awaited Gerard to join me, but he just did this puppy dog look at me and I felt like a dick just standing there.

‘Frankie, have you ever felt lips touch that lip ring you keep biting?’ He whispered, biting his own lip.

My eyes widened and I knew he was very drunk right now but I didn’t no what to say, I couldn’t take him back to school like this. I started looking at my shoes again, feeling stupid.

Standing up uneasily he started to approach me, the devilish look in his eyes. Automatically I started stepping back, suddenly realizing there was a wall blocking my way to escape.

‘Would you like t-to find o-out?’ He giggled, looking me up and down very slowly.

Before I could make a run for it he pushed me against the wall, lifting his knee and rubbing it slowly along the inside of my thigh, his mouth yet again right in front of mine. I closed my eyes, enjoying the moment but feeling awkward as we hardly knew each other and I know he was only doing it because he was drunk. He gently placed a kiss on my numb lips and I opened my mouth slightly, as he bit the bottom of my lip ever so lightly.
Cupping my terrified face he began to kiss me slowly, his sweet breath making me shiver pleasantly. I began to move my mouth with his, my arms wrapping around his chest, tracing his spine with my fingertips until they rested on his head. Deepening the kiss, he started to press him tongue into my mouth, as I pushed his head with my hands, making him closer to me. The kiss became more passionate, our tongues battling for dominance in each others mouths, he moved his lips away from my lips and buried his face into the crook on my neck, nibbling and sucking at my skin, his arms wrapping around my tiny waist and one hand began to stroke my thigh before cupping me.

Oh fuck… This was wrong, very wrong, I can't take advantage of him like this…

'Gee stop.' He looked at me in the eyes, his expression blank, he eyes tired.

He stayed very still for a moment before turning away from me. Fuck, I messed this up, my only chance and I fucked it up… I thought he was going to walk away. Instead he threw up, everywhere. Shocked, I went into mother mode and started comforting him, rubbing circles on his back as he threw up the entire content of his stomach.

'Gee…are…are you okay? Would you like me too call Mikey? Or you can come to mine?’

He laughed uneasily and gestured to me to light him a cigarette. Transfixed on his small white teeth I lit him a fag and passed it to him. He took a long drag before titling his head towards me, and then furrowing his eyebrows and looking at the ground. The sun captured a tear rolling down his face, shimmering slightly. I touched his chin with my hand and lifted his head, wiping the tear with my sleeve.

'Gee, it's going to be okay. I know we hardly know each other but anyone can tell things aren’t…right. Please get some help, okay?' I smiled, practically begging.

That’s when I started to regret touching his beautiful face.