Hit Me Up-Frerard-Chapter 3

I looked up and saw him, he was walking away to probably go to the bathroom and cry. I wanted to give his notebook back but not in front of the guys. "C'mon guys we need to go to 7th period." Bob said, we all got up and started to walk down the hall. "Hey guys, I need to go to the bathroom." They nodded and I saw Way, I stopped him and extended my arm and gave his notebook to him. "Here Fag." He took it. "Gee, thanks." I started to walk away but I turned around. "You're uh, not bad." I walked faster so I could just escape from him, I don't want to see him again for the rest of the day. I went to my 7th period, it was English Class, which was boring as fucking hell. The teacher was old and fat and he hates me, a lot, can't blame him. A lot of people hate me for a lot of reasons but, I don't know about Way, I mean I beat him up but he loves me. I don't hate him a lot he's just a faggot that I l-like I guess you can call it. Do I even like him? No, I can't but I do. So am I a faggot too? I don't even know, I mean I like his hair, his eyes, his skin, his laugh, his smile, God I am in love with him! Shit, goddamn! I can't believe that me, Frank Iero is in love with Gerard Way. I sighed and the bell ranged and I got out of that classroom fast and walked out of the school. I don't want to see Gerard right now, I'll probably can't even talk right if I was near him. I guess today wasn't my luck because he was near me, looking. I looked back and he stopped looking, probably thinking I would beat him up for looking at me. I wouldn't. For some odd reason I want to hug him tight and never let go, God I need to go home and relax.