Thank God For Picasso .:Frerard:.He gave the clock one last glance, just to make sure once more that he was going to be late for art class.Thank God For Picasso .:Frerard:.1 day ago in Romance More Like This
It pained him to skip Mrs. Jackson’s class, but there was nothing else he could do. Eventhough he loved her creative, yet occasionnaly weird, tasks, he was not in the mood for facing his (completely oblivious to the matter) significant other today.
Well, it seems like he won’t be finding out who’s the artist of the week this time. It’s all for a good cause he tells himself, although even in his own mind, it sounded a little less than convincing.
When he got to the high school, he was indeed late for art class, yet he walked past Mrs. Jackson’s classroom anyway. Force of habit, he thinks, he was totally not going there just to see what Frank was doing. It turned out he was sitting alone, since the guy who usually sits next to him was actually standing outside the classroom staring like the creep he knew he was. Said guy felt unusually relieved that Fra
What the FUCK?! (Frerard)CaptainFuckup; Sometimes i wonder what it is like to be a girl, y'know?What the FUCK?! (Frerard)2 weeks ago in Drama More Like This
BouncingBoxers; No? I dont think so-
CaptainFuckup; C'mon Gee, ya know you have before- I just feel like being a girl right now.
BouncingBoxers; Stfu, 1. Ive never thought about being a girl and 2. Dont call me gee, i dont call you uh, idk what you name is but you get my point!
CaptainFuckup; Whatever, BB, i've gotta go- See ya.
Frank woke with a terible pain in his stomach, "fuck" he hissed under his breath; Franks obviously had cramps before, but this, in his opinion, was the worst.
"Ahhh~ Fuckin'" Frank began to curse getting out of bed with difficulty. "This is fucking hell~ Whats wrong with me?" Frank questioned as he walked up to his bedroom mirror, i rubbed his eye and yawned before looking at himself in the mirror"
"what the FUCK?!" he shouted, he looked down at his body, confused and scared, still in terrible pain.
Passing Notes *Frerard Oneshot*Frank sat at the back of class, doodling in his notebook. He was feeling rather depressed today, after all, its Valentines day, he doesnt have a date. Frank figured he'd spend his Friday going to school with all the other people who didnt have dates.Passing Notes *Frerard Oneshot*3 weeks ago in Drama More Like This
Weirdly, the school said you could have the day off considering its Valentines day but if they wanted to come in then they could. Frank had nothing better to do, no one loved him, his parents was always out and frank never had the courage to speak to anyone to make friends.
Frank and a few other kids was in this class, everyone else was with there partners probably having sex or going on romantic dates.
Unfortunatly, Franks crush, Gerard Way wasnt in school. So- that could only mean one thing to frank.
Gee had a girlfriend.
Worst of all, it mustve been a girl! No one in the school has ever seen Gerard as a feminine person, or someone who would date guys or anything! He was popular, he had a huge variety of friends,
Just Perfect: Ch. 2 ::Frerard::When their lips finally disconnected, Frank stood there staring up at Gerard. His heart pounded loudly in his chest. Gerard ran his hand through Frank's hair and peered into his eyes.Just Perfect: Ch. 2 ::Frerard::3 weeks ago in General Fiction More Like This
"God, you're beautiful," Gerard whispered.
"Are you looking at your own reflection?" Frank giggled.
"Of course not. Your eyes only reflect you."
"Could you walk me home?" Frank asked.
"I was going to anyway." Gerard said taking Frank's hand and strolled up the sidewalk with the cold winter wind to their backs.
When they arrived at the Iero's porch, Gerard leaned down and placed a small kiss on Frank's nose.
"See you then," Frank said as he went inside. He watched Gerard leave from the frosted window.
"Who was that?" Frank's mom said
"Just my -uh- friend."
"What's his name?"
"Gerard. Gerard Way."
"Next time you should introduce me to Gerard. Or invite him in for dinner."
"Ok mom. I didn't know you wanted to meet my friends."
"Hahaha! Go upstairs and do your homework. I'll tell you when it