Status: I think the rating will increase as the story progresses so...yeah
Teach Me
Hopeless Thoughts
After yesterday's lesson, Frank got home feeling restless.
What was it about Gerard that was so...?
He didn't have a clue. I mean, he was...pretty?
Frank groaned and rolled on his side. Hopeless. A hormonal 17 year old boy. Crushing on his guitar teacher. He was hopeless.
Curse Gerard and his stupid little upturned nose and beautiful hands and gorgeous black long hair and-
And how awfully teenage girl-like of Frank to be thinking like this. Hormones be damned.
Franks phone rang to the tune of Die Die, My Darling just then.
Sighing, he grabbed his phone and answered.
"Hello?"
"FRANK MAN HEY"
"Ray? What the hell? Why are you yelling?"
"WE'RE AT A BAR"
"Ok?!"
"COME OVER HERE"
"Ray, man, the kind of gay bars you go to suck."
"FUCK YOU MIKEYS HERE TOO"
"Wow what a party Toro." Frank didn't really know Mikey, but they've hung out and he's pretty cool.
"ARE YOU COMING OR WHAT?"
Frank giggled and looks at the clock. Its only 7, his parents won't mind.
"Yeah yeah I'm coming Afro-man."
"HOORAY MIDGET"
Frank hung up on him.
~~
"Ahh the elusive Iero-San emerges from his nesting place for the night, attracted by the scent of booze!"
Drunk Mikey was the best Mikey.
"Dude sit down man, Toro why do you always let it get this bad?"
Ray giggled and shrugged at Frank.
Frank steals his friends beer and sighs dramatically.
"Guys I have a serious problem."
Ray and Mikey stare at Frank imploringly
"I have a crush-"
Ray and Mikey burst into fits of laughter and hooting
"Guys! Come on!" Frank whines
They settle down again and wait for Frank to continue.
"...he's my guitar teacher..."
They laugh even harder this time and pull Frank into a messy hug.
"Dude dude dude." Ray says seriously
"You. Are. SCRREEWWED!"
Frank hides his face in his hands as Ray and Mikey giggle and punch each other drunkenly, ignoring the looks from the bartenders.
They're right though.
Damn them.
Frank stands and decides to head over to the bar for his own beer when he sees a guy sitting on one of the stools. He's faced away from Frank, but he looks familiar.
Shit, his black hair looks too familiar.
Sitting in front of him, is Gerard.
What was it about Gerard that was so...?
He didn't have a clue. I mean, he was...pretty?
Frank groaned and rolled on his side. Hopeless. A hormonal 17 year old boy. Crushing on his guitar teacher. He was hopeless.
Curse Gerard and his stupid little upturned nose and beautiful hands and gorgeous black long hair and-
And how awfully teenage girl-like of Frank to be thinking like this. Hormones be damned.
Franks phone rang to the tune of Die Die, My Darling just then.
Sighing, he grabbed his phone and answered.
"Hello?"
"FRANK MAN HEY"
"Ray? What the hell? Why are you yelling?"
"WE'RE AT A BAR"
"Ok?!"
"COME OVER HERE"
"Ray, man, the kind of gay bars you go to suck."
"FUCK YOU MIKEYS HERE TOO"
"Wow what a party Toro." Frank didn't really know Mikey, but they've hung out and he's pretty cool.
"ARE YOU COMING OR WHAT?"
Frank giggled and looks at the clock. Its only 7, his parents won't mind.
"Yeah yeah I'm coming Afro-man."
"HOORAY MIDGET"
Frank hung up on him.
~~
"Ahh the elusive Iero-San emerges from his nesting place for the night, attracted by the scent of booze!"
Drunk Mikey was the best Mikey.
"Dude sit down man, Toro why do you always let it get this bad?"
Ray giggled and shrugged at Frank.
Frank steals his friends beer and sighs dramatically.
"Guys I have a serious problem."
Ray and Mikey stare at Frank imploringly
"I have a crush-"
Ray and Mikey burst into fits of laughter and hooting
"Guys! Come on!" Frank whines
They settle down again and wait for Frank to continue.
"...he's my guitar teacher..."
They laugh even harder this time and pull Frank into a messy hug.
"Dude dude dude." Ray says seriously
"You. Are. SCRREEWWED!"
Frank hides his face in his hands as Ray and Mikey giggle and punch each other drunkenly, ignoring the looks from the bartenders.
They're right though.
Damn them.
Frank stands and decides to head over to the bar for his own beer when he sees a guy sitting on one of the stools. He's faced away from Frank, but he looks familiar.
Shit, his black hair looks too familiar.
Sitting in front of him, is Gerard.
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Haha sorry guys, hope you've liked it! I dont know if my next updates will be as fast as they've been so far, but if this turns out alright we'll see so thanks for reading!