Fifty Shades of Way

***Gerard's POV***

The hug she gave me seemed to last for hours. Not that I'm complaining. She finally pulled away, and flashed me her beautiful smile.

"Ivy, I think we need to talk about the other night now." I sighed. She nodded her head in agreement. "Firstly, I'm so sorry if I offended you in any way by doing that. I didn't mean any harm by it what so ever. It just felt- right."

"You didn't offend me, hurt me, or harm me. I'm not mad." her voice was quiet. I stared at the ground, processing her words.

"I'm still sorry." I whispered, not looking up.

She put her hand on my shoulder, and brought her head to my level. "Gerard, don't be so hard on yourself. I-I just wanna know why you did it."

I closed my eyes, and let out an exasperated sigh. "You're beautiful, Ivy. I know I'm your teacher and I shouldn't think that way, but my god. You're fucking beautiful. That night, seeing you dance, and sing, just made me want you more. And now you probably think I'm a pervert and I'm sorry. I just couldn't contain myself. Ivy, I am so sorry."

It wasn't long before I felt her soft lips crash onto mine. It was as if sparks flew the moment our lips interlocked. She opened her mouth, allowing access for my tongue to roam. Her sweet taste of vanilla gave me goosebumps. I gripped her hair, pulling her closer to me. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and tugged on my hair. I let out a light moan, and she giggled in my mouth. The kiss grew deeper, and deeper until I pulled away, and stared into her big brown eyes.

"Ivy, will you promise me you will never hurt yourself again?" I panted, still out of breath from our kiss. She nodded her head, and leaned her forehead on mine. "I mean it, Ivy. You mean too much. You're too beautiful. Please, swear to me you'll never touch a blade again."

"I swear it, Mr. Way." she smirked.

"And, no more eating in the bathroom. Either make friends, or eat with me." she stared at the floor in thought.

"I'll eat with you." she whispered, not taking her eyes off mine.

"You know, friends aren't that bad." I offered

"I know. But no one wants to be my friend, so why bother."

"Ivy, you're a great girl! I can't see why anyone wouldn't want to be friends with you."

"It's because I'm different. No one wants to be friends with the different girl. They all think I'm weird. It was the same way at my old school, so I'm used to it." she shrugged. My heart dropped for her, She deserves more than that.

"I was just like you in high school. I was the fat kid, that always had his head in the clouds. Never really spoke to anyone. I didn't have many friends either, and that fucking sucked. Now four years later, I'm still that same loser. Only skinnier. I don't want that for you. I want you to have a kick ass high school experience. High school is shit without friends. Trust me, I know. Just have faith in me, okay? Like I've said many times before, I want to help you, not hurt you."

"A-Are you sure?"

"I'm positive." I smiled. She once again lifted her head so that it was leveled with mine, and interlocked our lips. I grinned into the kiss, and pulled her closer. I snaked my hands around her waist, and she tangled her slim fingers in my knotted hair. Our tongues swirling in each other's mouths, making the kiss grow deeper, and more passionate every second. I put my finger under her chin, and gently pulled away. Both of us breathing heavily, I tugged her by her waist so that our bodies were touching.

"I-Ivy?"

"Yes, Gerard?"

"I love you..."

Notes

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