See The Rust Through Your Playground Eyes

I pulled him closer to me, sitting him on my lap and rubbing circles on his hips. He made a small sound, something between a gasp and a groan, when I slipped my thumps under his shirt, touching his warm, soft skin. That was the most beautiful sound I have ever heard.

I kissed him harder, licking his bottom lip. He faltered for a second, but slowly parted his lips, letting me slip my tongue in to his mouth. I felt the stupid butterflies flutter with more force when our tongues touched. I loved the way he shivered slightly. The way our tongues slid against one an others felt so good, so natural. Like, we were supposed to be together, just like this.
He still had his hand in my hair. When I felt him pull a little too hard, it felt so very good, I remembered the dream. And when he kept making those little noises, I remembered it again. And then I bit his lip softly and he moaned and dear god I need to stop before this gets out of hand.

I pulled away and just looked at him. His eyes wide, face flushed, lips a dark pink and hair slightly messed up. He was panting.

He leaned down, kissing me again. I just pecked his lips, not wanting this to get anymore heated.

He pulled his hand out of my hair and touched the side of my face with two fingers. Light half touches, just barely there.

"Y-you d-don't l-like me?" he asked softly, timidly. Afraid of the answer.

I cupped the side of his face, "Of course I do, hun. You're just so...young." I answered.
How do I explain it to him? I could go to jail for doing this, Linda would kill me for trying to get in to her son's pants and I would most likely go to every religions hell for taking advantage of a little boy as pure and innocent as Frankie.

He sighed and looked down at his lap, "It's 'c-cause I-I'm s-sick, r-right?"

I lifted his chin, "No, hun. It's because I'm older than you."

"A-age i-is j-just a n-number."

And jail is just a room. "I know, hun. But not everybody thinks that...I don't want to hurt you"

He sighed and kind of half smiled, "Y-you won't h-hurt m-me." he leaned down, whispering basically against my lips.

Those lips. So soft and warm and tempting.

He licked his lips, tongue brushing against my lips since we were so close.

My eyes widened, that was so immensely ultra sexy. I can't even begin to explain how big of a turn on that was.

He leaned forward, closing the small distance between us and kissing me. I kissed him back, savoring every second of it.

A few seconds in to the kiss there was a loud knock on my door. Frankie jumped and I almost dropped him. Scared the ve-Jesus out of me. He got off of me and ran to sit on a couch in front of where I was.

I fixed my clothes and went to open the door. Cursing the idiot that decided to knock.
"Gerard." it was my dad.

"What?" I asked, rudely. He just interrupted something very important.

"Where's Frank?" he asked.

"Inside, why?" I don't think he heard the last part, he pushed past me in to my room.
Who the hell does he think he is?! Son of a bitch. I followed him inside, finding Frankie sat on the same couch with one of my sketchbooks open in his lap, nice cover up.

My dad visibly un-tensed, "Are you going to tell me what the hell this is about?" I asked.

He turned to me, an apologetic look on his face, "Linda thought he had ran away."
"Why would he do that?"

He shrugged, "Sorry, son. Frankie. Good night guys." he left right after.

Stupid Linda. She knew Frankie wouldn't 'run away'. She thinks I'm doing something to him.
She's already suspecting.

Frankie walked up to me, wrapping his arms around my neck and standing on the tips of his toes to plant a soft kiss a top my lips.

"Y-you o-okay?" he asked.

"Yes, just...a bit worried." Why hide things from him? I want him to know everything, no secrets.

He led me back to the couch and sat down next to me, "'B-bout what?"

"Your mom. I think she thinks we're doing something, something bad." I answered a few seconds later.

"S-she t-thinks y-you're...w-what's the w-word...t-taking a-advantage?"

I turned to him with a surprised expression, how did he know? "Exactly." I muttered.

"S-she a-asked that the o-other day...i-if you w-were d-doing that."

That bitch.

If she finds out about the kissing, she'll have my head.

Frankie leaned his head on my shoulder, running his fingers through my messy hair. I closed my eyes and sighed, that felt so good.

"Gee-rawrd?"

"Yes, Frankie?"

"D-do y-you l-like me?"

I furrowed my brow, "Of course I like you, hun."

"N-no, I m-mean 'l-like' l-like me."

Oh. Did I 'like' like him? As in, did I want to be in a relationship with him? Well, I'm not sure. I mean, I want to be with him, practically all the time, I think he's beautiful, he's a great person and I being with him just makes me feel good, happy. But -at least in my opinion- to be in a serious relationship there has to be more than just that, you have to know that person well, there has to be love.

Do I love Frankie? It's too soon to say that, right? But, it seems like a lot more time, even if we've only known each other for so short time. It's not possible to love some one so soon. But it feels so much stronger than just an I 'like' you. But is it love?

Love at first sight. I never believed in love at first sight. But the moment I layed eyes on him I knew I couldn't let go, I couldn't lose him. I wanted to have him in my arms, protect him and make him feel as special and beautiful as I know he is. But, do I love him?

What is love?

That feeling you get when you see them, when you feel the butterflies and your heart does somersaults when you kiss or touch or even speak, when you want to see that person day and night, when they're your first thought in the morning and the last one at night, when you'd do anything and everything to see them smile.

That passion that burns deep in your chest, in your heart for them.

Do I love Frankie?

I never believed in love at first sight...

He came in to my life and changed everything. Changing what I thought, what I felt.

I never belived in love at first sight, but there he was.

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