Sitting in the janky dive bar with Gerard was something I hadn't done in almost 3 years. It brought back a lot of old memories. I knew he was worried about what Drake would think, what, with me running out on our "date". I didn't know if I should tell him how normal that actually was for us. Even though Lily is my "best" friend, I know she is the perfect candidate for keeping Drake's attention while I ran off. It's what any "good" friend would do.

I figured I should keep my home life at bay for now. I didn't want Gerard to have to worry about me while I wasn't with him. That was the last thing I wanted. Or was it? I didn't even know myself. All I knew was it was really good to have him back in my life, no matter what.

After we were done at the bar, we walked back to where Drake and Lily were, only to see them leaving together. I pulled Gerard into an alley and we peeked around the corner.

"What are we--"

"Shh!" I cut him off. I watched as Lily and Drake got into a limo together, laughing. "I knew it," i said out loud, distraught. I slid down the wall and put my face in my hands. I tried to cry, I really did. I wasn't sure how much I cared.

Gerard slid down next to me. "Wow," he said. "I never would have guessed." I sensed a little sarcasm in his voice and laughed a little.

"I'm so fucking stupid," I said flatly. I had known for a while that Lily was having sex with Drake. I had for a while. It's not a secret.

Gerard shot up on his feet, yanking me with him. "Take off your shoes!" he exclaimed. I did so and he yanked me out of the alley. "Let's follow them!" He shouted. I held my shoes in one hand as we ran, laughing, running behind the limo but staying back far enough so the couldn't see.

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We ran the whole way back to the mansion, ducking in alleyways every time the limo stopped at a stop sign. We were laughing like maniacs the whole way; I hadn't felt such a rush in a long time. We knelt in the bushes at the entrance of the driveway as the limo was waiting for the gates to open.

"Holy mother fuck," Gerard gasped. "You live here?!" I laughed and shoved him a little bit.

"Shut up," I said. He smiled. I heard the mechanical noise as the gates began to open, and the limo drove in. I could only imagine what they were doing in the back seat of the limo the whole way there, but I didn't care. That was the most alive I had felt since I married Drake. I relished every second of my freedom with Gerard. As soon as the limo was tucked away in the garage, I grabbed Gerard by the wrist and we ran up the paved driveway and towards the back of the house.

"Let's see what I'm missing out on," I said as I put my heels back on for some height to see in the kitchen window. We both peeked in, side by side.

Drake and Lily were kissing heavily, his hands all over her body; her hands yanking at his belt. He sat her up on the counter and pushed her dress up her thighs slowly, as she undid his pants and pushed them down. His bare, hairy white ass mooned us.

"Oh my God," Gerard breathed.

"You pig!" I shoved him and we both fell down onto the ground, laughing our heads off. I landed on top of him and we stared at each other intensely. So many memories flooded back into my mind, washing over me like a cool shower. Gerard brushed my hair back behind my shoulder, tucking it behind my ear. He stroked my face with the back of his hand gently, causing my toes to tingle. I wanted every part of him, right then and there but I didn't want to move so quickly. Maybe that was why we didn't get along in high school. Maybe we moved too quickly.

I stood up suddenly, brushing myself off. "I'm sorry," I said, extending my hand. He took it, giving me a crooked smile as I pulled him up.

"Sav, I'm really sorry," he began to apologize. I shook my head. "Maybe if I would have--"

"Do not blame this on yourself, Gerard," I said. "It's nobody's fault but my own. I'm the one that left you.. I'm the one that--" Before I could finish, he kissed me very passionately. He knotted his fingers in my hair and we kissed for what seemed like years. He kissed me desperately, and I kissed back angrily, tears streaming down my face; his hands all over my back, my butt, my hair. We pulled apart gently.

"I don't want this to end," he breathed. I collapsed in the grass, my hand on my head. He sat down next to me, putting his hand on mine on top of the grass. "My biggest mistake was not loving you like I should have when I had the chance," he said. I started to cry.

I couldn't believe this was happening, my life I knew for the past three years was falling apart, but everything I ever wanted was right here in front of me.