This story is based on when I having a crush on my friend in middle school and was straight.... I think? Almost all of this is true expect for the end.

(⚠️Warning⚠️ :suicidal thoughts,suicidal attempts, depressing topics)

Just imagine all of them at the age of 13-15. Because I can't find a picture of all of them looking like middle schoolers.

GERARD'S POV :
I was in the seventh grade in middle school and I was in Math class. When I heard the teacher making an announcement. "I'll right class, We have a new classmate that transferred in our

class! Everyone please welcome, Frank Iero." Ms. Baits said with a big smile on her face. All the students asked he questions except for me. I was just focusing on the lesson and not really caring about making new friends with the new student. It really wouldn't be worth it do it the fact that I have bad social anxiety and I have bad trust issues. I carry on with class, but

apparently the Iero kid has the same classes as me. When I went to lunch, Ray said that he was going to hang out with Frank to socialize. I by myself, stuck in my own thoughts when I often get bored. The bell ranging and I walked to

social study. Mr.Turner said that he was going to pick partners on an assignment of a word search of historic words. I am obviously not complaining. Mr.Turner called out for the students  names. " Gerard Way and Frank Iero." I got up and sat next to him with a

highlighter in hand. They passed us the papers on the desk. And since we were partners we decided to help each other out. "Wow, your good at word searches!?!" He looked at me with amazement. " uh... oh... Thanks I guess....I

just good at find stuff." I replied. Later when we almost finished our assignment Frank spoke. "I was wondering if we can be friends?" He asked. " uh... sure?" I replied. "Great, I'm

Frank, Iero by the way." He said putting his hand for me to shake. " I'm Gerard Way." Even though I already know his name do to the fact that we have the same classes the whole day. But he doesn't need to know that I'm just a

person who observes a lot of people when I bored and not a stalker or some shit. "You have the same classes as me right?" He responded. I just nodded in agreement. "Cool!" He said with a smile on his face. I was a little confused and weird out. Do to the fact people hardly ever talk to me. I just thought he would talk to me one day and make new friends and forget my

existence. That's what people usually do to me. When it was last period aka PE was just me, my friends Bert and Ray and other people in the class. I didn't like PE but at least I had Bert and Ray to talk too plus my PE teacher secretly

favorites me. I don't like to sound full of myself but I can tell do to the fact that she gives me an easier time than the others. And tries to help me make new friends, but that doesn't go as plan that much. I was talking to Bert in class

because he was closer to me than Ray. And the PE teacher Mrs.V told us all to go outside finish taking attendance. We did PE activitys and I sometimes talked to Ray or Bert because they don't get along with each other sometimes. But

this time I hangout with Bert because Ray wanted to hang out with Frank. The Next day of Class I was Waiting for school to start and Mikey came. (A/N: in real life I don't have a brother, these person is just my friend in real life and not the story.) "Hey, Mikey." "Hey Gerard." We talked for a while and Ray and Frank came. "Hey, guys!" Ray said. "Hi." Mikey

said. "Hey, how are guys?" "I'm great! How are you Mikey?" Ray asked. "I'm alright." Mikey shrugged. "I'm good, how are you Gerard?" Frank asked. "Uh, oh... um... I'm okay." I said awkwardly. Curse my social anxiety and

awkwardness. "So, what do you like Gerard?" Frank asked. Why me, why not Mikey?!? I was panicking in my mind. But the teacher opened the door. I honestly never been grateful to go to

class. I went to class, I sat at my seat next to Ashley. She was cool I guess, she didn't talk to me that much but when she did she was nice.

Time skip-
I would hang out with Mikey and Ray, Frank would tag along. The more I got to know Frank, I thought he was a cool guy to hang out

with. We started to get close, and sometimes he would hug me and be friendly. He would say that I was like a brother to him and best friend. When I dye my hair, he say that looks cool but

old hair made me cuter. There was even a time where we said we be roommates. He used to have a ex-friend named Liam Payne (A/N: yeah I don't know why I'm putting a one

direction band member. I don't even like One direction. No disrespect to anyone likes one direction.) He told me that Liam would be fake with him and use him back in his elementary

school. Liam was also in some of our classes. I honestly didn't like Liam because of it, he also said that Liam stole his crush and dated her. He said that it caused him to cry. One time we all got in to a topic of what was our type was, I

honestly don't know how it came to that? I didn't know what I liked. I just thought I was straight because people were supposed to be straight apparently. I lied and said that I like smart, cute, hot girls, I don't know that was some people want, I honestly couldn't give a shit about people's appearance. I just cared

people's personality, again I didn't know what I  my type was. I'd had moments where I cut my wrist, dug my nails to hand, have dark and suicidal thoughts, hate myself with a burning

passion and wanted to die. I hate how fat, ugly and stupid I was. I still think that even now. Some of my friends knew that. Frank would agree with me, and said that if I'd die that we

should die together. But he didn't cut his wrist like me none of them did, maybe stick a pin in

their skin. I really don't want them to cut themselves. Frank made me happy, he was funny, understanding, didn't judge me and caring. When I tell him about the bullying and

name calling, he get upset and told me that I was a nice person, funny, sweet, beautiful and

a great friend and that I shouldn't listen to them. I get told that my friend Bert liked me as more than a friend, I didn't believe them, even

Frank didn't believe it. A year past and we all still hang out with each other sometimes. But Frank used to be a quiet kid and now changed and spoke out with a bit of attitude, also made

new friends. He was even friends with Liam again but he would still talk to me. Frank even gave me his phone number. Then high school came and Frank went to a different school. It was just me and Mikey who went to the same

high school. I got to a point where I was depressed, anxious and would tired to starve myself. In break I have lost weight and would still see myself as fat. When my parents found out that I'd cut myself they would take me to

see a doctor. I have a couple of sessions. When I'd cut my whole arm and told my therapist that I wanted to die, I went to a medical behavioral. I got threatened to be put to a

metal hospital if I didn't stop. And I eventually got a perception.  It canceled some of my thoughts and I tried stop the cutting. One day I

got a dream and Liam, Frank and other people were there. Frank was talking to me with a smile on his face. When we were talking Liam spoke "you're gay aren't you?" He said to me. " Your gay for Frank." Back then in middle

school when I was helping Frank with something, Frank hugged me and said that I was sweet. Later Liam told Frank that I liked him. Frank told him to shut up and that I was just trying to be a good friend. "W-What do you mean? H-He my friend!" I said. "Pfft whatever you say?!" He scoffed. Frank smiled walked with me and talking about his high school

experience. I thought about it some more. Did I really like Frank more than a friend?!? And I woke up. The next second I had a dream and Frank and Mikey were there. I was wearing my hoodie and was anxious, I put my sleeve down. I was talk to Mikey but eventually he left to

class. Later notice me pull me sleeve down. "Why, do you do that?" I said nothing. He grabbed my arm and pulled my sleeve up. He gasp and tears rolled down his face. "Why?" He asked. "W-What?" I asked. "Why, did you do this?!? Your whole arm is filled with cuts!" "B-Because... I-Because I'm fucking depressed and

I can't control it! I just fucking can't! Why do you care you already know about this?!?" "I didn't know that you would cut your whole 

arm, you only had three or four, not your whole arm! I was trying to be a good friend the bestest friend I could be, so you could stop.

Because I didn't want them to take you away from me Gerard !" He hugged me tightly, hold my hair in his hand and cry. I woke up, and realized I had a crush on Frank. I have a crush on my friend who was now in a different school.

Five years have past-

I was at diner waitressing to earn some money. But then I saw him. I saw Frank Iero sitting alone in the diner. "Hi, are you ready to order?"

I asked him. When he looked at me, his eyes widened. "Gerard?! Is that you?" He asked. "Yeah, I honestly didn't think you would

remember me?" "Of course I remember you?!" He got up and hugged me. "How have you be, you look great."  "I'm fine. During freshman year I got a new phone and lost your phone number... so ...sorry about that." I nervously

laughed. "oh well, here." He wrote in a napkin with his phone number. "Thanks." I smiled. When he left the diner, I went back to work. I went home and got a text from Frank: Hey, how's it going? Xx I smiled. We talked and

hangout with each other a few days later and with in two months we started dating.

A/N: Sorry this is cringe as hell. Some of it is true except for the diner part. I did have a crush on my friend. I'd rarely get crushes. (celebrity don't count) anyway I

don't know how I feel about her now. And if I did still have a crush on her it probably wouldn't work because she

either straight or doesn't feel the same way about me. Or maybe both, honestly who knows?!? This is probably the first and last time I put my personal life in a fanfic.