Fifty Shades of Way

****Next morning****

***Ivy's POV***

I woke up around 9am, in Gerard's bed. I felt his arms securely wrapped around my waist, as I snuggled in closer to his chest, hearing him lightly snore. I turned my head around, admiring his sleeping face. I giggled at how he slept with his mouth wide open, as I ran my fingers through his hair. He yawned, and slowly opened his eyes, meeting mine.

"Why good morning, Sleeping Beauty." I teased, kissing his nose.

"I am quite beautiful, aren't I?" he yawned again. "Did you sleep well?"

"Like a baby." I giggled.

"Good." he sighed. "I can't believe I'm allowing you to miss another day of school."

"Oh you'll get over it. No one likes me there anyway. Plus, come on. Admit it, you'd rather spend the day with me, instead of spending it all alone." I smirked.

"Yes, you have a point. But still, you need to go back sometime."

I groaned, and stared at him. "I'll go back when you go back."

"I swear, Ivy. One of these days, you're gonna get me fired." he groaned.

"Well, then we won't have to hide our relationship." I smiled. He eyed me, before swinging his legs over the bed, and getting up.

"Come on, get dressed. We need to go to your house, and you need to settle things with your mother." my face dropped. I had completely forgotten about what happened last night.

"Gee, not now. Let's just wait a little bit, please? It's only nine, she's probably still asleep anyway." he sighed, and stared at the floor, then at me, then back at the floor.

"I just don't want you spending your day thinking she hates you or something."

"I won't. I have you to make me feel better." I smiled, grabbing his hand.

"Why don't you wanna talk to her?"

"Cause I'm afraid! You'd be afraid too if you witnessed it." he sighed, and pulled me by my waist, into a comforting hug.

"Alright, alright. I got you. Just let me know when you're ready, and we'll go, okay?"

"If I'm ready..." I corrected. He sighed, and grabbed my hand, guiding me down the stairs, and into the kitchen.

"Coffee?" he asked, holding up a mug. I nodded, and he made the both of us a cup. "So what are our plans for today, Miss Ivy?"

"I dunno. I was just about to ask you that." I sighed, and took a sip of my coffee. "Oh, uhm, Gerard? I've been meaning to ask you this.." he looked up from his coffee, and nodded, indicating for me to continue. "Well, if you don't my me asking, when is your grandmother's funeral?" I kept my voice low. He looked down at his coffee, and sighed. I regretted bringing it up. "I-I'm sorry, I shouldn't ha-"

"Tomorrow." he whispered, not looking up.

"Oh, okay. I'm sorry for bringing it up.."

"No, it's fine. I'm actually glad you did, cause I wanted to ask you if you'd come with me. Having you there would make things a bit better for me."

"Oh, of course. But, what would your family think if I just show up?"

"You're not 'just showing up'. I'm bringing you. They won't mind, I promise."

"Okay, Gee. As long as you're sure." I smiled, grabbing his hand, and giving it a light squeeze.

"Thank you." he mouthed, squeezing my hand back.

"Hey, I've got your back, you've got mine. It's what we do." I giggled. He grabbed my other hand, and held it in his, giving me a serious look. I immediately stopped giggling, and looked at him with questioning eyes.

"You never told me why you, and Jackie aren't friends anymore." he mumbled. Well fuck. I sighed, and bit my lip, contemplating whether or not I should tell him the truth.

"Oh, uh, they-they were just saying some mean shit about Green Day. I guess I got a little too defensive." I lied. It was a stupid lie, but better than the truth. He just chuckled, and took another sip of his coffee, letting go of my hands.

"I'm the same way." he laughed. "You dis my music, we can't be friends." I faked a laugh, and took a sip of my coffee. "Don't worry, though. I know you'll eventually make good friends. You just gotta be patient." I smiled, and nodded.

"Gee, do you ever just wanna get away?" I blurted, changing the subject.

"Excuse me?" he looked at me with questioning eyes.

"You know. Just run away. Get away from everything, and everyone. Get to be free for a little while."

"I mean, yeah, it's crossed my mind once or twice, but I've never seriously thought about it." he shrugged.

"Well, I have. All the time."

"Ivy, what are you trying to say?"

"I'm saying, run away with me. Tomorrow, after the funeral, let's just go somewhere. Anywhere. Just you and I. Just for a couple days. We'll be back by Monday."

"Are you serious? We can't jus-"

"Of course we can. Come on, it'll be fun. We can go into the city, see what's out there. Please?"

"Where is this coming from? Why are you all of a sudden, begging to run away?" he gave me a confused look.

"I dunno. I was just thinking, that maybe it would be good for the both of us. Just spend time with each other. No one else. We won't have to worry about people from school seeing us or anything. It would be good for us."

"And if I do agree to this, we'd be back by Monday, and you'll go to school?"

"If you go, I'll go."

"You're insane, you know that?"

"Fully aware, now what do you say?"

"I still say you're crazy."

"Seriously, Gerard. It'll be worth it." he looked at me, raising an eyebrow, before taking another sip.

"After the funeral, right?"

"Of course."

"What about your mom, though?"

"I'll deal with her later. She's the main reason I wanna run away. Gerard, please. Just do this with me." I pleaded

He sighed, and gave me a serious look, before slowly nodding his head. "Well, okay.. But we have to be back by Monday. There's no if, and, or but's. You got it?"

"Gotcha!" I squealed, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, and kissed his cheek.

Finally, a weekend of freedom.

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