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I cover my face, I was really wrecked. My skins full of blue colors refer to my bruise and blood flowing warmly out from my nose as I paint my fingers with my blood, wiping it away.
Sobbing quietly, waiting what worst can happen later.
I get my ass kicked for something I don't even know what. I get called a faggot, loser and weird-fucked up-Goth-kid. Basically, they just beat me up for fun. High school, what more can I say.
I was locked inside a locker and have to wait for somebody to help that apparently no one.
I try to shout for help but my throat was very dry and my shout turns out into a whisper.
All I can do is stand uneasily in this small locker, in the dark with only a few holes for lights to shine.
I was super tired and nearly to give up. Let me just die in this locker already!
I rest my forehead against the locker door.
The sound of the key into the lock makes me startled but before I can do anything, the locker door was opened and I fell. I shut my eyes tightly waiting for the contact with the ground but all I felt was a soft hand catching me, getting me into the warmness of a hug.
I open one of my eyes first, follow by the other side and saw the face of my savior. He had dark and shaggy hair, his face was fucking pale and he dress in all black as a smile form on his angel-like face.
"A handsome angel? Am I dead?" I said unconsciously as a soft chuckles slip from his thin lips.
"No, silly! I am totally not an angel and you're totally not dead" He mumbled and gently pulls me up, standing.
"That's not silly; you're my angel... for me." I muttered biting my lips as I fix my necktie and he stood there awkwardly. I glance him and catch a glimpse of pink color showing on his cheek. I smile widely and continue to fixing my tie.
"Umm.... what with the bruise..." He said, touching my bruise as I wince and back away a little while cover it with my bare hand.
"I get my ass kicked for doing nothing..." I sighed and start to curse under my breath.
"I get ya, freshman year... you'll get beat up for nothing" He chuckles as my mouth curve into a pout. That's not funny.
"Yeah whatever, school sucks" I muttered and roll my eyes as he bit his lips.
"C'mon, it was not that fuckin bad… I am Gerard by the way" He grins as his hand ready to shake my hand and I did.
"I'm Frank, Frank Iero"
"So y'know, I'm your senior and If you want, we can hang around often and probably you can avoid getting beat up" He chuckles teasingly as I shook my head and smile wryly.
"That was very nice yet hurts" I said sarcasm as he giggled.
"So, you really should put some ice bag or anything, because that swollen was pretty bad" He said concerned with some cute expression that I felt my heart was melting.
He walks next to me and wraps my arms around his shoulder and walk me outside as my face blushed unwillingly.
"You are my angel, you should always knew that" I muttered and smile widely as he should always remember that, Cause for me; He will always be... My angel.
~x~
He is my savior, I'm looking forwards to go to the school, everyday and hang out with him and his friends and feel protected. Getting close with him and He will always be my angel~ xoxo
Sobbing quietly, waiting what worst can happen later.
I get my ass kicked for something I don't even know what. I get called a faggot, loser and weird-fucked up-Goth-kid. Basically, they just beat me up for fun. High school, what more can I say.
I was locked inside a locker and have to wait for somebody to help that apparently no one.
I try to shout for help but my throat was very dry and my shout turns out into a whisper.
All I can do is stand uneasily in this small locker, in the dark with only a few holes for lights to shine.
I was super tired and nearly to give up. Let me just die in this locker already!
I rest my forehead against the locker door.
The sound of the key into the lock makes me startled but before I can do anything, the locker door was opened and I fell. I shut my eyes tightly waiting for the contact with the ground but all I felt was a soft hand catching me, getting me into the warmness of a hug.
I open one of my eyes first, follow by the other side and saw the face of my savior. He had dark and shaggy hair, his face was fucking pale and he dress in all black as a smile form on his angel-like face.
"A handsome angel? Am I dead?" I said unconsciously as a soft chuckles slip from his thin lips.
"No, silly! I am totally not an angel and you're totally not dead" He mumbled and gently pulls me up, standing.
"That's not silly; you're my angel... for me." I muttered biting my lips as I fix my necktie and he stood there awkwardly. I glance him and catch a glimpse of pink color showing on his cheek. I smile widely and continue to fixing my tie.
"Umm.... what with the bruise..." He said, touching my bruise as I wince and back away a little while cover it with my bare hand.
"I get my ass kicked for doing nothing..." I sighed and start to curse under my breath.
"I get ya, freshman year... you'll get beat up for nothing" He chuckles as my mouth curve into a pout. That's not funny.
"Yeah whatever, school sucks" I muttered and roll my eyes as he bit his lips.
"C'mon, it was not that fuckin bad… I am Gerard by the way" He grins as his hand ready to shake my hand and I did.
"I'm Frank, Frank Iero"
"So y'know, I'm your senior and If you want, we can hang around often and probably you can avoid getting beat up" He chuckles teasingly as I shook my head and smile wryly.
"That was very nice yet hurts" I said sarcasm as he giggled.
"So, you really should put some ice bag or anything, because that swollen was pretty bad" He said concerned with some cute expression that I felt my heart was melting.
He walks next to me and wraps my arms around his shoulder and walk me outside as my face blushed unwillingly.
"You are my angel, you should always knew that" I muttered and smile widely as he should always remember that, Cause for me; He will always be... My angel.
~x~
He is my savior, I'm looking forwards to go to the school, everyday and hang out with him and his friends and feel protected. Getting close with him and He will always be my angel~ xoxo
A simple Frerard... In high school... Not much, nor even kiss yet.lol. Anyway, yeah enjoy 
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I can actually imagine Frank, in his freshman year, getting shoved into a locker... XDDDDDDDDDDDDDD