Cemetery Drive
Bulletproof Heart
Unknown POV
I walked down the street, enjoying the cooling morning breeze against my skin, Blink 182 was blasting into my ears, I turned the corner and seen a boy passed out on the pavement. I went over to him and kicked his side softly.
"Get up man!" I said bending down to help him up. He didn't move. I looked up at his surroundings, I seen at least two bottles of vodka emptied. I sighed and I knew he wasn't going to awaken any time soon. I noticed his breathing wasn't normal either.
I sighed picking him up over my shoulder and walked back to home, besides it was only a couple of blocks away?
A couple hours past and still no sign of him waking up, I looked at him closely, his red hair was messed up, he was very pale and his lips were a faint red, under his eyes looked red from crying. I smiled even though he couldn't see me. I was tired so I decided to curl up on the couch for a few hours..
I woke up to the boy staring at me. He looked so weak and tired.
"Who are you?" He asked looking worried. "Why am I here?"
"Hey erm. I found you passed out on the street. I didn't exactly want to leave you there out cold. I mean you could have been killed! So I took you back here" I smiled at him reassuringly. He shook his head at me. "You should have left me out there!" he mumbled. I sighed.
"I'm sorry. I was only trying to help you. I mean, you do look pretty worn out. Hows your breathing?"
"Why would you care about my breathing?"
I shrugged, maybe it was a bad idea taking him in.
"Doesn't matter." I muttered at him getting off the couch and walked to the kitchen.
"Where are you going?" the boy asked.
"To get something to eat, do you want anything?"
"Just a coffee if you don't mind."
I nodded and turned on the kettle.
"Erm dude, whoever you are? Do you have a house phone or a mobile I could use?" the boy asked me in a slightly nicer tone than before.
I pointed to the phone on the table. "Use that"
Gerard's POV
"Use that" the boy said, I sighed wearily and picked up the phone, I dialled in Mikey's phone number.
"Hello?" I heard Mikey's voice on the line.
"Hey Mikey. I'm sorry I was home last night. I got lost.." I trailed off
"You liar! You didn't get lost!! You got drunk and probably ended up in a girls fucking pants!"
I sighed, I was never going to be a role model for Mikey. I mean who am I kidding? I can't even save myself.
"Gerard?"
"It's not like that!!" I protested. "I was lost and in fact I'm in some god damn strangers house I don't even know!"
"Some girl stranger" Mikey spat down the phone.
I sighed, it was no use.
"Mikey I'm not with any god damn girl! I can't even remember last night!!" I sighed.
"Look Mikey. I'll be home soon. I promise." I said quickly hanging up the phone before he could say anything. I turned round and realised the boy was standing there.
"Having a rough time I see?" He half smiled and handed my the coffee.
I took it, the cup warming my hands. I took a sip, the liquid burned my throat and I spluttered.
"Thanks."
I walked down the street, enjoying the cooling morning breeze against my skin, Blink 182 was blasting into my ears, I turned the corner and seen a boy passed out on the pavement. I went over to him and kicked his side softly.
"Get up man!" I said bending down to help him up. He didn't move. I looked up at his surroundings, I seen at least two bottles of vodka emptied. I sighed and I knew he wasn't going to awaken any time soon. I noticed his breathing wasn't normal either.
I sighed picking him up over my shoulder and walked back to home, besides it was only a couple of blocks away?
A couple hours past and still no sign of him waking up, I looked at him closely, his red hair was messed up, he was very pale and his lips were a faint red, under his eyes looked red from crying. I smiled even though he couldn't see me. I was tired so I decided to curl up on the couch for a few hours..
I woke up to the boy staring at me. He looked so weak and tired.
"Who are you?" He asked looking worried. "Why am I here?"
"Hey erm. I found you passed out on the street. I didn't exactly want to leave you there out cold. I mean you could have been killed! So I took you back here" I smiled at him reassuringly. He shook his head at me. "You should have left me out there!" he mumbled. I sighed.
"I'm sorry. I was only trying to help you. I mean, you do look pretty worn out. Hows your breathing?"
"Why would you care about my breathing?"
I shrugged, maybe it was a bad idea taking him in.
"Doesn't matter." I muttered at him getting off the couch and walked to the kitchen.
"Where are you going?" the boy asked.
"To get something to eat, do you want anything?"
"Just a coffee if you don't mind."
I nodded and turned on the kettle.
"Erm dude, whoever you are? Do you have a house phone or a mobile I could use?" the boy asked me in a slightly nicer tone than before.
I pointed to the phone on the table. "Use that"
Gerard's POV
"Use that" the boy said, I sighed wearily and picked up the phone, I dialled in Mikey's phone number.
"Hello?" I heard Mikey's voice on the line.
"Hey Mikey. I'm sorry I was home last night. I got lost.." I trailed off
"You liar! You didn't get lost!! You got drunk and probably ended up in a girls fucking pants!"
I sighed, I was never going to be a role model for Mikey. I mean who am I kidding? I can't even save myself.
"Gerard?"
"It's not like that!!" I protested. "I was lost and in fact I'm in some god damn strangers house I don't even know!"
"Some girl stranger" Mikey spat down the phone.
I sighed, it was no use.
"Mikey I'm not with any god damn girl! I can't even remember last night!!" I sighed.
"Look Mikey. I'll be home soon. I promise." I said quickly hanging up the phone before he could say anything. I turned round and realised the boy was standing there.
"Having a rough time I see?" He half smiled and handed my the coffee.
I took it, the cup warming my hands. I took a sip, the liquid burned my throat and I spluttered.
"Thanks."
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