Be prepared to get my music taste rubbed in your face..... ;)))

"So I'm presuming you have a free period since you are here with me, or?" Mr. Iero, or Frank as he insisted Gerard to call him, asked the raven-haired student while sending him a questioning and curious glance from where he tried to lit a lavender scented incense stick.

"Yes." Gerard answered a bit embarrassed not knowing what else to say. "I'm sorry if I'm bothering you." He quickly added, feeling his cheeks burn with awkwardness as he bit harsher down on his already abused bottom lip.

"Don't be sorry, Gerard." Frank smiled reassuringly at him while waving the incense stick around to cover up the remaining cigarette smell. "It's nice to talk to someone instead of smoking and listening to music alone, y'know?" He then continued while chuckling a bit. "Even though I talk in front of students every day, it is still not the same as talking to Mr. Toro for example."

Nodding, Gerard had to close his mouth and swallow some to get rid of the dry feeling in his throat as he stared with huge adoring eyes at Frank. He actually understood what Frank rambled about, well he wasn't a teacher obviously, but Gerard could compare it with talking to Mikey and talking to Lindsey. While he could talk to Lindsey about everything, he couldn't keep a normal conversation with Mikey, his big brother, seeing as Mikey only cared about himself and couldn't even bring himself to actually listen or reply to Gerard.

God, how he missed Lindsey.

Moreover, saying Mikey only cared about himself was a bit harsh on his side, Mikey was just... angry at him. Gerard wasn't really sure, he just knew that both Mikey and himself missed their old house, town, school, friends- everything they moved away from.

"Gerard?"

Frank's concerned voice snapped him out of his trance and back into the now lavender smelling classroom where he was met with a pair of gorgeous yet very concerned hazel eyes.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Iero." He quickly apologised making Mr. Iero's eyebrows furrow even more.

"You don't have to apologise Gerard, and I thought I told you to call me Frank," He said, letting a small smile ghost over his worried features. "Are you okay though? You zoned out on me some minutes ago."

"Oh, I.. I just- it just reminded me of something, don't worry." Gerard answered honestly, but in a hurried tone as he averted his gaze from Frank's.

Frank nodded slowly, still a bit worried, but quickly brushed it off as he went over to a window and opening it to relieve the classroom from the heavy and drowsy atmosphere surrounding them.

"You know," He started by saying after staring out of the window for a while. "You didn't have to come here in your free period," Gerard's eyes widened a bit taking it the wrong way not hearing Frank's confused tone to it.

"Oh g-gosh, I'll leave if you don't want me here, Mr. Iero." He said trying to keep the disappointed cling inside him, Mr. Iero had seemed so happy when he first stepped into the room.

"No, Gerard." Mr. Iero chuckled a bit making Gerard feel even more hurt and disappointed. "It just surprised me that you'd rather spend your free time with a boring teacher such as myself than doing something you, like for example drawing. I feel flattered." He finished with a comforting smile who nearly melted Gerard's heart right there.

"O-oh." The relieved sigh was impossible not to miss and it may have made Frank's smile a bit wider for a few seconds.

"I just..." Gerard started a bit unsure before he finally progressed what Frank had said. "H-how-."

Frank didn't even let him finish the sentence before he chuckled some more, "Don't think I've seen you drawing in my class." He winked at the yet again blushing boy in front of him.

He probably didn't behave very teacher-y, but Gerard had in some mysterious way made him feel extremely comfortable by just being in his presence.

"Oh," Gerard felt himself say again as he adjusted his hair to cover his pink cheeks. "I'm sorry; I won't do it again..." He said as he stared hard at the floor while nervously fiddling with his hands.

"It's okay, Gerard, don't worry. As long as you pay attention to class and don't fail, I don't care to be fucking honest." Frank shrugged as he closed the window again before turning towards Gerard with a cute little smile painted on his lips. Gerard bit his lip to hold back a gasp when he noticed a small hole under Frank's bottom lip, imagining his teacher with a lip ring or a piercing at all was just ugh!

Gerard couldn't manage to decide what Frank's expression which was directed at him meant, but judging by the shivers he got he was pretty sure he liked it. Coughing he turned away bashfully, trying to find something to distract his gaze from Frank's intense one.

However, when he actually found something he felt the corners of his mouth tug upwards and the air around him felt much less intense. "Are you allowed to have a CD-player in the classroom, Frank?" Gerard asked a bit shocked seeing as the huge stack of CDs and CD-player wasn't hid, but was placed where it was rather hard to miss.

"Oh yeah," Frank said excitedly. "Well as I mentioned before, I don't really get that much visitors and if some teacher decided to pass by; they're just getting some paper work or whatever." Gerard nodded still transfixed at the stereo, how did he not notice that in class before?

"I don't mind you looking though my collection, well a small part of it, if you want to." Taking this as an invitation, Gerard walked toward the huge pile and grabbed the first five CDs.

"Misfits- nice!" He exclaimed when he stared at the familiar logo on the first CD. The second one was Iron Maiden's Piece of Mind, which he made a small humming sound of agreement for when he saw it, before looking at the next one.

"Diamond Head? What's that?" He turned towards Frank with the CD in his hand for the science teacher to see.

"What?" Frank wheezed. "Don't tell me you haven't heard of Diamond Head?" He asked in a tone that made the question sound as it was a matter between life and death.

"No?" Gerard's timid voice made the teacher shake his head in fake disappointment.

"Am I evil?" He finally asked, looking at the student with anticipating eyes.

Gerard furrowed his eyebrows, thinking hard. The title sounded extremely familiar, but he couldn't really place it and he really didn't want to seem like an ignorant child in front of his crush.

The pieces suddenly clicked and he snapped his fingers. "Isn't that Metallica's song?"

Frank literally chocked.

"No," He moaned in despair. "They just covered it. Diamond Head is Zakk Wylde's former band, before he joined Ozzy's." Gerard blushed slightly, but added the band to his mental list of bands he would definitely check out.

"I really hate when people don't know that some songs who got really popular are just covers." Frank continued, waving and gesticulating furiously. "Like for example it's really sad that people think Guns N' Roses actually wrote Knockin' on Heaven's Door when it actually was Bob Dylan. I have also noticed that Marilyn Manson has become more mainstream and that some kids are listening to him just to seem more edgy or cool, I mean it's not cool when you don't know that Personal Jesus, Sweet Dreams Are Made of This and Tainted Love was not written by him." He finished with a heavy sigh before glazing towards Gerard. "Do you get me?"

Gerard nodded, not quite knowing what to say after Frank's vent. Instead of saying something, he swallowed and looked at the next CD, smiling when he saw Frank Zappa staring back at him dressed as Sheik Yerbouti. "I love Zappa!" He happily exclaimed towards Frank.

"Really?" The older man replied just as excited at the mention of Frank Zappa. "I would never have taken you as a Zappa fan, no offense, but his music is rather, uh, alternative and experimental."

Gerard hummed in agreement before moving on to the next CD. "T.Rex?"

Frank groaned, "Jesus Christ, you have so much to learn-" He looked at Gerard again with a smirk on his face before adding; "Young padawan."

Gerard laughed his honest honking and loud laugh that ended in small giggles.

"No really," Frank said looking oddly serious at Gerard. "T.Rex was actually bigger than David Bowie in the 70s and Marc Bolan actually helped him at that time, but then he went driving with his girlfriend, also his girlfriend not David's, and crashed into a tree where she was the one to survive. A shame really because he was a fucking genius, a bit unfair that he had to die, but I'd rather have both of them surviving than exchanging her life for his. I have actually seen the tree they crashed into."

"Wow..." Gerard was in awe really, he loved to hear people talking passionate about music and he loved to learn about music. "I'll definitely check them out, oh and Diamond Head too."

Frank smiled happily. "So," He suddenly smirked at Gerard. "Tell me what you listen to."

Ahhh jesus christ how (how wouldn't stop autocorrect to hoe, I blame Dan af) i hate myself for not updating before, but have an extra long chapter lmao ♡

No but I was rly busy this week bc of our national day the 17th of May. I had to do soo much like go in the forest and cut a log of birch branches for decoration.. I accidentally cut myself while doing it lmao #emo #rip #edgy

I also had to practice for a math test i was going to take again bc I want a 5 in math not 4,, I think 5 is an A and 4 is something between a C and a B.

I also had a norwegian presentation about a book which went #5TR82HE11

Go follow my instagram @/leatherlipsiero !! ♡♡♡

Anyway lmao sorry for the music thing,,, the chapter was supposed to be longer, but my little sisters wasn't letting me write in peace and I wanted to write on the new 30dc part; Skype sex,, Ugh this one I'm not wanting to write tbh

But I love T.Rex and Marc Bolan sossososooo much,,,

Look at this cutie;

Anyways I hoped you liked this chapter and I have already started to write the next so that may maybe be published tomorrow (I don't wanna promise anything bc I can't keep promises about publishing thing in time lmao)

Thanks for reading, voting and commenting! ♡

-fckEdenout