Not In the Script .:Frerard Oneshot:. by cbaughman44, literature
Literature
Not In the Script .:Frerard Oneshot:.
A sigh escapes my lips as I plop down at my desk. What sick person puts math as your first class of the day? I can't wait for English class. That's the first of two classes where I can be more like myself than all my other classes.
"Okay guys. We've got some theorems and postulates to copy down today, so get out your binders." The Geometry teacher, Mr. Tops says with a smile, while all the students groan and reach under their desks. I bend down carefully so my earbud doesn't fall out; which would get me caught with my ipod.
"Frank, hand it over." Too late. Mr. Tops is glaring down at me. I look back up at him and grin sheepishly.
"Come
Frerard :: Rebel :: 20 :: END by MCR-LOVER-63, literature
Literature
Frerard :: Rebel :: 20 :: END
Gerard's POV:
We waited on the stairs as Mrs Iero answered the door. Frank's hand was firmly in mine as we watched the Catholic beasts called my parents enter the house. My mother spotted us first and her face showed a look of pure disgust as she noticed our entwined hands; my father's face mirrored her exact expression stupid homophobes. I gulped; I had a feeling that this wasn't going to go down well it would end pretty badly.
"We don't really plan on staying, Linda," my mother told Mrs Iero, declining her offer of a coffee "the sooner we get Gerard away from your son the better,"
I glared at her and tightened my grip on his h