I then found myself being dragged further into the woods. I couldn't see Gerard's face but I could sense there was a large grin on his face. I began to think, "Am I really going to keep following this.. 'Gee?' who I barley know?" I shivered trying to shove the thought out of my mind, yes of course I liked him, he was flawless. He interrupted my thoughts, "Look, I know you don't want to go back to your house, and school ever so happens to be over.." I pulled my hand from his own, fuck why did I do that? Crossing my arms I stood looking up at him, "How could you know that?" I started to hate when he thought he was right. I bite my lip and stared at directly at my worn black converse and suck a puff of air in, "I-I w-want to go home!" After the words exited my lips I laughed, now realizing I cannot lie. With a sudden movement he was behind me, he tripped me so I fell into his chest, damn. His lips moved close to my left ear, which was covered with a few strands of my hair. That smell. His smell. I flinched as he whispered in my ear, I think I'm fingerling over him now, maybe I should check, I think I have a nosebleed. "You know you don't, you have to trust me." I jumped stumbling forward, just as the words stumbled from my lips, "What do you want from me?!" Gerard's face shocked, as he took a step forward, "You still don't remember me?"
I was getting a little frustrated at his games, what does he even mean? "Of course I remember you," I shouted. His face lit up as a smirk slit across my face. My turn for games, "I remember you as the student who PUSHED me against a locker. I remember you being a pervert." He rolled his eyes and I noticed his eyes slide down my body, what the fuck? "You dork, I'm looking at your shirt, unless.. you want me to," My head tilted back and I fell back against a tree, this is awkward, did I want him that badly? His hand curved towards my waist and I think I lost it. Focus. His cheeks turned the color of his bright red hair. Gee, was blushing? My knight with shining red hair was blushing? "I'm your knight?" He smirked his hand slipping down my hip. "H-how did you...I didn't say that.." My expression probably looked like one of someone's reading Ferard for the first time. Yeah. Wow. "You didn't have to." He smiled in a way I couldn't quite describe. His shoes rustled the leaves below us as he moved closer, my temperature raising about one hundred percent. What time was it anyway? I looked down at his hand and realized my own were shaking. His lips drew closer to mine, fuck, there goes my sanity. I just stood, eyes wide as he crept forward, my shaky voice was released. "W-who are you?" He chuckle stopping at the distance we had, "I'm a savior. For the broken, the beaten, and the damned." Then it happened. He wrapped my arms around him, and his leg lifted, separating my own against the tree. His came closer, his red strands of hair twisted around my own, then his lips pressed aggressively against my own, but it was perfect, he was mine, and now I was sure, or was I his? Either way, this moment, was MY moment.

Notes

• Not finished yet, just the starter, what should happen? give me your opinions