Frank P.O.V

I had never been one to clock-watch, but the day was taking forever to pass by. All I wanted was another moment in the store room with him, pinning me up against the wall. I bit my lip at the thought, hastily counting down the minutes until the bell rang. I hadn't seen him all day, which would make my detention a lot more interesting. Sighing, I leant back in my chair. My friends were talking about random crap, their conversation was just background noise to me. The one noise that I yearned for was reluctant to sound for me.

After what felt like years, the loud noise rang through my ears. I smiled, trying not to throw myself out of my chair, and run down the hallway. Instead, I swung my bag over my back, tucking my hands into my pockets. I had to stay calm, and I had to act natural. If my friends saw me running towards his class they'd figure out that something was going on. Standing up, kicking my chair underneath the table, I walked calmly towards the door. Making it to the hallway without freaking out, I balled my hands into fists. There was a tap on my shoulder, I span around on the spot. It as Bella, her hair neatly pulled back into a ponytail, her face lathered in makeup. I smiled. Trying not to tap my foot impatiently against the floor, I listened to what she had to say.

"Hey Frankie. Are you busy tonight?" She asked, her hands behind her back, biting her bottom lip. She was unbelievably hot, but today my mind was elsewhere- thinking about Mr Way.

"I have a detention with Mr Way. He's making me fix some girl's dumb notebook." I sighed, pretending to hate what Mr Way was doing to me. In fact, I loved Mr Way insisting on me staying behind after school. She frowned, looking down at the ground. I didn't like to see her upset, but I had somewhere else to be. In Mr Way's room, allowing him to pin me against the wall, and kiss me.

"Oh, are you busy after then?" She asked, hope in her eyes. Not wanting to disappoint her, I shook my head. Her eyes lit up immediately, her hands clapping together excitedly. "Will you come over to mine? My parents are out." She smiled, I nodded again. Hugging me for longer than I wished, she let go, waving, jogging down the corridor to catch up with the rest of our friends.

Turning back towards the direction I wanted, I walked leisurely to Mr Way's classroom. I hoped that he wouldn't withhold affection from me for being late. Biting my bottom lip, I knocked loudly, watching him move towards the door. Upon opening it, he mumbled something to me, "You'll have to stay longer."
I was unsure as to what he meant, until I realised that there were a gaggle of girls left in the classroom. Each of them was the nerdy type- but that wasn't what I cared about. What I did care about was the fact that I was being delayed affection by a bunch of overachieving nerds.

"Okay." He called to them, shutting them up. I took the notebook and tape from his desk, sneaking to the back of the class. I sighed, resting my head in my hands. I watched as Mr Way began to draw a heart on the board. It was anatomically correct, fully labelled. I wasn't really listening in to his explanation, but I was watching him. His eyes got wide when one of them got an answer right, and his arm movements showed me how passionate he was. I smiled, watching his every move. He was so beautiful, I couldn't even comprehend the fact that he was attracted to me. He turned to rub his drawing off the board, I couldn't help staring at his ass.

I had completely zoned out, daydreaming about Mr Way. My eyes were probably glazed, and I had gotten nowhere with the notebook. I was sure that I had heard the classroom door close, I looked up. He was cleaning his whiteboard again, before he turned around to face me. Smiling, he beckoned me over to the front desk- I tried not to run.

"I'm sorry about that. I promised them that I'd help them." He smiled, I grinned like an idiot.

"It's okay. I got to stare at your ass for an extra half an hour." I said slyly, warranting a giggle from him. His laugh was music to my ears, as cliché as that is for me to have said. Eyes locked onto each other, before his mouth opened lazily.

"Store room." He said simply, taking my wrist, dragging me willingly into the room behind his classroom again. I smiled as he did so, my body already feeling somewhat numb with pleasure. Letting go of me, he made sure that the door was locked behind us. There was light pouring in through a few small windows, bathing the room on a dim yellow light. We stood staring at each other, his hands were balled into fists by his sides. He looked as though he was having a deep internal debate with himself. I, for one, was dead set on kissing him again. I walked up to him slowly, reaching up to pull his face down to mine.

I pressed my lips against his, meeting no resistance.
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Song Of The Chapter- Robbers by The 1975

A.N
This song goes really well with the last part- ngl <3 I'm not saying that because The 1975 is part of my DNA, it just fits with it ;)

Also, my prom is on Thursday. And I'm gonna look shit... ah well, at least I know my boyfriend still loves me XD

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