Sex and violence.

Gerard P.O.V

Me and Drew have been sitting for about ten minutes and I haven't mentioned the thing in the car yet. My mind tells me that I should leave it alone, but another part of me tells me that I should just straight up ask.. With me being caught up in the middle, I just keep it plain and simple and have a regular conversation.

"So.. I see you like Chelsea Grin." I keep staring at his shirt as it has a picture of a chick with slashes in her cheeks. Beautiful.

"Ha, yeah dude. I got into them when I was like fourteen. They're like the only metal band I really like." I watch his smile grow wider as he answers my question.

"Oh, so what other music do you like?" I continue asking as I cock my head.

"Uh.. A lot of older stuff really. Nothing too fancy." I watch his hand grab his coffee, taking a drink when I notice something.

"What's that on your wrist?" I point out, making it obvious that I now it's there.

"Uh.. my medical bracelet.. I have to wear it cause I have cancer.." I watch his body sink down in his chair as his face reads "Embarrassment" Shit.

"Oh, I'm sorry for bringing it up.." I'm second to start sinking down in my chair.. Fuck I feel rude now...

"No, it's fine. It had to come out somehow. I'm just glad you didn't flip out and leave right away."

"Wait, why would I do that?" I cock my head in serious confusion. Why the fuck would anyone do that?

"Well. When the hear cancer, they think I'm gonna die soon. So they don't want to fall in love with something that's already dead."

"If it makes you feel any better, I'm an orphan..:" That had to come out somehow too.. Better now than ever.

"Wait, what?" His attention is on me now as he sits up straight. Looking me in the eyes.

I really don't want to go through that so I just change the topic. "What color are your eyes, are they blue or green?" That was something I noticed. In the movies, the first time I saw them they were green.. and now they're blue..

"Yeah they change color from time to time."

"Oh, that's cool." I try to sound all enthusiastic but I'm way to tired for that.

"Hey, we better get you home. You look like you're gonna pass out." I watch him stand up from his chair, walking over and helping me out of mine with a smile.

I smile back as I let him grab my hand, helping me up.. But doesn't let go of it till we reach the car. He parts in his direction as he slips behind the wheel while I stay next to him.

The heat in the car makes me feel even more comfortable.. making it harder to stay awake.
"Oh, no no. You're not sleeping yet." I hear him laugh as his hand messes with my hair.

"Dude, work is so exhausting." I whine as I sit back up straight.

"Ha, yeah. Try having to go through chemo and still having to work." I guess he's not so embarrassed by his health condition cause now he's making jokes with it.

"Try living on the streets." I throw that at him, he actually turns his head at me, his eyes almost pop out of his skull.

"Wait, you lived on the streets?"

"Yeah.. for a few months till Frank's dad took me in." Well. I guess it's fair I tell him this much from what he told me.

"Oh my god, I had no idea. I'm sorry."

"Don't be, it was my choice. I left my foster home right when I was eighteen. Didn't have a place to stay so I hit the streets." I hold memories back from playing in my head.. Don't need one of those moments right now.

"So, where we headed?" Thank you Drew for changing the subject.

"Right down here." I point down the road. I can see my house at the end of the street and Frank's light's still on. What is he doing at this hour, hmm?

"Well, it was nice seeing you tonight, Gerard" Drew stops his car in front of my driveway. But before I get out I ask him something.

"Walk me to my door?" I flutter my heavy eye lids at him.

"Sure, no problem." He's quick to hop out his door, follow him and we meet right in front of his car. My cold hands grab his, I watch for his face to look down at me. He does and I find a grin on his face. I force a flirtatious laugh to come out as I pull him to my door. "Woahh, what are you so excited for?" He chuckles as I pull him up the rest of my driveway, I stop when both our feet are planted on the front porch.

My hand's still locked with his as I look up in his eyes. I stay silent as I grin at him. I do so for another ten seconds till he actually gets my vibe. I watch his head tilt before I shut my eyes. His hands grab on the my waist as he pulls me closer till our lips meet. I continue moving mine against his, him mimicking me. Just when I'm about to stick my tongue in his mouth, the door opens.

By instinct, I pull off Drew and turn around. Only to find Frank standing n the door way staring at us. I look back at Drew notice how nervous he is. "Um, I'll see you at work Gerard." His voice is unsteady before he kisses me one last time before hopping back in his car. I stay outside though, just glaring back at Frank.. you sneaky little bastard.



Frank's P.O.V

From my window, I can see passing headlights through my window. Well guess Gerard's home.
With that, I pull myself from the couch. Dragging my feet back upstairs back in the kitchen. I raid my fridge for another five minute till I see Gerard and his little friend outside the door.. kissing. What the fuck does that Drew prick think he's doing?

Just watching them sends a fire to burn in my stomach, no. He can't kiss Gerard, he's my brother. So the only way I know how to stop this is just barging in on their love scene. And when I do, Gerard's quick to jump off his prince charming. I just glare at the kid, yeah that's right. Be scared of me. Now don't kiss my brother.

"Um.. I'll see you at work Gerard." The kid stutters, kissing him one last time. Fucker. But Gerard doesn't come back in the house. He just stands out there. Glaring at me.

"What the fuck, dude?" I'm the first one to break the silence. "You just met the guy, and now you kissed him? Just get in here." I try to order him around, he follows but he still looks at me with dark eyes. "What?"

"Why did you do that?" His voice isn't loud. It's not sharp or rough.. it's calm?

"Cause, you don't need to be kissing some guy you met eight hours ago." Just talking about it makes the fire grow hotter.

"Why did you do that? I know that's not the reason." His voice stays calm and his eyes grow lighter, back to their normal state.
Emotions bubble up inside me, I can't even identify what they are, all I know is that they're drawing me to Gerard and getting protective of my territory. So, what do they all even mean? I can't even read myself right now..

"Whatever I'm going to bed." Easily with that, Gerard turns around and walks down the hall. Kicking his shoes off in the kitchen. Even if I try to look away, my eyes find a way back to Gerard until he goes off in his room. Even though he's out of sight, I can't get him out of my head... With each second of him in my mind, I get a step closer to his door.. By the time I'm there I just think the question over and over in my head... What if I am in love with Gerard..

Every nerve in my body's being set off as I stand outside his door. Adrenalin finds it's way through my body.. Call my crazy but hear me out.

I don't hold back any longer, my hand rips his door open. I find Gerard across the room. I just look at him for a few more seconds till I run over to him. Pulling his head down by his hair, "Come here, fucker." I whisper before pressing my lips against his as I slam him back on the wall.

Notes

so. Yeah. Ferard. But how will Chelsea take this and Drew jfdfjklsfkfhdskjdfjsdljfjkfsdjfklfjsdl