My House or Your's: Frerard Chapter 2

Frank's POV

But we weren't exactly boyfriends. We were somewhere in between being best friends and being boyfriends; sorta that awkward stage in a friendship.

I felt Gerard's eyes staring into the back of my head all English class; it was fucking distracting me. My mind being distracted from other things, although. In merely twenty five minutes, I was going to be sitting at home with Gerard and no one else. Only Gerard.

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The final bell rang, making me jump from my seat and turning to face Gerard; who was still in his seat day dreaming. I smiled and took his hand in mine, placing a light and quick kiss on the back of it; pulling him from his dream. He smiled at me and stood before me squatting so I could jump up onto his back; which I did. Even thought we weren't officially boyfriends, everyone thought we were.

Gerard carried me out of the high school on his back. He looked back at me smiling. "Your house, right?"

I smiled back at him and nodded at him.

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Gerard placed me back on my feet once we entered my house. He rested his hands on my waist and leaned in, kissing my lips sweetly. I smiled and kissed him back; hoping that this was going the way I was thinking it was.