I Missed Your More Than I Did Yesterday
~I missed you more than I did yesterday~
Pairing : Frank/Gerard
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Gerard is lost and depressed in this world of ours. When he meets Frank, will he be able to let everything that hurts him go?
This story is that first one I've written. As I go on and post this, I will have more decriptive info on it. ^^
Chapters
Prologue
~+Chapter One+~
~+Month and a Half ago+~
~+Frank's POV+~
~+~
Shit. I'm late for school again. I'm late a lot lately, and it's getting annoying. Seriously. I'm running towards the school right now, the late bell ringing in only five minutes. I stop running when I make it in front of the stairs. Screw it. I can be late once, right?...But I've done a few times. Whatever. I'll miss what, exactly? The morning announcements? I don't listen to what they say half the time anyways. I walk up the stairs and into Greenridge High School. As I walk down the hall, it looked like more than half of the whole school were already in class, the rest standing in the halls. I saw Ray and Bob by my locker down the hall.
When I got there, Bob said, "We're thinking about skipping a class today. Want to come with us?" I thought about it and said, "Depends on the class. What period are you skipping?" "Fourth period." Ray said. "I hate my fourth period. I have History that period. Boring as hell. I'll be there."
I open my locker, got out my English textbook, and slammed the locker door closed. "Frank, what the fuck? You love doing that, don't you?" Bob said. "Yes, Bob, I do. Let's go get first through third out of the way so we can skip." I started to walk away. Then I saw that Mikey kid again. He's a cool guy when you talk to him.
I wonder where his brother is. Mikey said he had a brother, but I didn't meet him. He seems to diappear, huh? I might ask Mikey to find his brother for me one of these days. In the meantime, I'll just go to class. That reminds me of something. I have to talk to Mikey about giving me the notes for History...because I won't be there.
I walk inside Geometry with Ray and Bob. We sat down in the back row. Maybe we should have skipped this class too...I'm good in Math, I just don't want to be called up there by Mrs. Hendriks. I'm not one of those people who show off how smart they are. It's stupid. If you know it, you know it. It's a review day, so I pay no attention at all. I start to think about Mikey's brother. I wonder if I'll meet him today.
~+Gerard's POV+~
Another pointless school day. Why do I even come to this school? Mikey makes me, I guess. I'd rather not go into this. I'm in first period with Mikey, not paying attention, just writing in my notebook. Writing down whatever I feel during the endless days of my life.
I look in the mirror and I see myself as I
Really am
Why can't others see?
Maybe Mikey does and cares...
But maybe Mikey knows and doesn't care
Who pays attention?
Who will pay attention to this broken boy
Whose heart will break as soon as someone
Touches it
Maybe it's good to be broken...
But not good to be me.
I stop writing and put my head on my desk. Fuck school. I won't be around long enough to even get past Junior year.
End Of Chapter One
Pairing : Frank/Gerard
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Gerard is lost and depressed in this world of ours. When he meets Frank, will he be able to let everything that hurts him go?
This story is that first one I've written. As I go on and post this, I will have more decriptive info on it. ^^
Chapters
Prologue
~+Chapter One+~
~+Month and a Half ago+~
~+Frank's POV+~
~+~
Shit. I'm late for school again. I'm late a lot lately, and it's getting annoying. Seriously. I'm running towards the school right now, the late bell ringing in only five minutes. I stop running when I make it in front of the stairs. Screw it. I can be late once, right?...But I've done a few times. Whatever. I'll miss what, exactly? The morning announcements? I don't listen to what they say half the time anyways. I walk up the stairs and into Greenridge High School. As I walk down the hall, it looked like more than half of the whole school were already in class, the rest standing in the halls. I saw Ray and Bob by my locker down the hall.
When I got there, Bob said, "We're thinking about skipping a class today. Want to come with us?" I thought about it and said, "Depends on the class. What period are you skipping?" "Fourth period." Ray said. "I hate my fourth period. I have History that period. Boring as hell. I'll be there."
I open my locker, got out my English textbook, and slammed the locker door closed. "Frank, what the fuck? You love doing that, don't you?" Bob said. "Yes, Bob, I do. Let's go get first through third out of the way so we can skip." I started to walk away. Then I saw that Mikey kid again. He's a cool guy when you talk to him.
I wonder where his brother is. Mikey said he had a brother, but I didn't meet him. He seems to diappear, huh? I might ask Mikey to find his brother for me one of these days. In the meantime, I'll just go to class. That reminds me of something. I have to talk to Mikey about giving me the notes for History...because I won't be there.
I walk inside Geometry with Ray and Bob. We sat down in the back row. Maybe we should have skipped this class too...I'm good in Math, I just don't want to be called up there by Mrs. Hendriks. I'm not one of those people who show off how smart they are. It's stupid. If you know it, you know it. It's a review day, so I pay no attention at all. I start to think about Mikey's brother. I wonder if I'll meet him today.
~+Gerard's POV+~
Another pointless school day. Why do I even come to this school? Mikey makes me, I guess. I'd rather not go into this. I'm in first period with Mikey, not paying attention, just writing in my notebook. Writing down whatever I feel during the endless days of my life.
I look in the mirror and I see myself as I
Really am
Why can't others see?
Maybe Mikey does and cares...
But maybe Mikey knows and doesn't care
Who pays attention?
Who will pay attention to this broken boy
Whose heart will break as soon as someone
Touches it
Maybe it's good to be broken...
But not good to be me.
I stop writing and put my head on my desk. Fuck school. I won't be around long enough to even get past Junior year.
End Of Chapter One