Gerard P.O.V

I pulled away from him again, taking the time to stare into his beautiful, hazel eyes that were filled with lust. I looked around, hoping that nobody had seen us. It was getting late, so I didn't have a lot to worry about. I pulled up a stool in front of him, still staring deeply into his eyes. They were so full of innocence, and I adored them so much. I had done for a long time- but, given our circumstances, I could never tell him. He let out a sigh, as I lifted his head up with my finger. "This shouldn't have happened." I said with a smile, watching him giggle like a Japanese schoolgirl.

"I didn't see you putting a stop to it." He said sarcastically, which I nodded along to with a guilty smile. I had been waiting for a long time, and I wasn't about to deny myself a basic human function.

"You're right." I smiled, pinching his cheek. I checked the time on the old clock behind us, turning back with a pretend disappointed expression. He frowned, looking down at the taped notebook. I took it from in front of him, wandering over to my desk to place it in a drawer. It was already five p.m, and he had to go home- however much he wanted to stay in this room with me. "Looks like it's time to go home." I said, crossing my arms. He looked at me, the frown still lingering on his lips, I beckoned him over. He almost ran over, with such admirable obedience. I cupped his cheek, guiding his lips to mine.

"Same time tomorrow?" He asked, pulling away with a delighted grin. I nodded, chuckling as he walked briskly from the room. I sighed, turning to face the window. I ran a hand through my hair, staring at my reflection in the glass. What am I doing? My mind screamed at me, as I turned on my heel. Unable to stay in the room, I threw my coat on, picking up my laptop and almost sprinting from the room. I had to get home, I needed to be out of that room.

Slumping down into the driver's seat of my car, I threw the car into drive, speeding out of the parking lot. The taste of him still lingered on his lips, which made the internal battle with myself a lot more harder. I was on the verge of tears, punishing myself for a dumb decision- once again. He made me feel some type of way- a way that shouldn't be felt between a student and a teacher. But he was irresistible to me, something I shouldn't have but I wanted more than anything I had set eyes on. I screamed, slamming my hands against the steering wheel as I waited for a red light to change. Luckily there wasn't anybody around, or they would've thought that I was mad.

After driving home in silence, I rested my head against the steering wheel. I was a mess- a complete and utter mess. The evening wind gnawed at my heels as I walked towards my front door, hanging my head in shame. I wanted to drown my sorrow in alcohol, but I only had enough to get slightly tipsy. But, it was as good as I was going to get, and I would've taken anything to think about anything else. Even if it was about global warming it was good enough for me. Throwing my coat on the floor, kicking my shoes off, I threw myself down on the couch. My hand groped the empty space next to me, not searching for Frank, but searching for the TV remote. Rolling my eyes, I pushed random buttons, allowing the noise to fill the room.

I couldn't stop thinking about him- that one kiss had really gotten to me. I knew that I liked him, that feeling had been lurking around in the back of my mind since the start of the year. I loved to punish him, to make him see that I had almost complete power over him. I sighed, covering my eyes with my hands, focusing on the red curly lines that were appearing. I couldn't love him- not legally anyway. I was right in thinking that he somewhat enjoyed himself, kissing me anyway. I coughed, squeezing my eyes shut. I felt sick, and I didn't think that it was from Frank. Falling onto the floor, I staggered over to my kitchen, leaning over the sink. I felt dizzy, my eyes almost rolling into the back of my head.

Stomach giving a lurch, I threw up the little stomach contents I had into the sink. My body retched, hands gripping onto the worktop. Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, I got the strength to stand up straight. I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the window- I looked a sorry state. I looked as though I was the living dead; a skeleton trying to integrate themselves into everyday society, failing miserably of course. I reached up to my eye, fingers hovering above their purple majesty. Grimaced, I turned on my heel, I felt fine. Rolling my eyes, taking a glass from the cupboard, I filled it with lukewarm water. I managed to drink it down in one, my body was craving it after it's little episode.

"What am I going to do?" I said, head in my hand, glass in the other. I couldn't deny any attraction for Frank- we both knew it was there.
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Song Of The Chapter- Mr. Blue Sky by E.L.O

A.N
Yanno, I imagine most of these songs playing in the back of Gerard's mind- I visualise my stories so much and it's incredibly unhealthy- I KNOW XD

T minus 6 days until I try not to bathe in bleach •~•

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