Sex and violence.

Gerard's P.O.V

Drew led me up the stairs of his house, leading me into his bedroom. "I haven't seen you in ages." He smiled.


"Yeah, ha sorry about that. All the chemo and stuff." I shrugged.


"Well, that doesn't mean you have to avoid me." He frowned.


"No, no I'm not avoiding you! It's just.. a lot of stuff has been going on.."


"Dude, I was kidding." His voice filled my ear, soon followed by his shoulders touching my back.


"Slut.." I cursed under my breath.


"What was that?" He joked,


"Nothing." I answered.


"Whatever." He laughed, "Oh! Yeah I got something to show you."


"Really?" I turned my head, my eyes following him as he walked into his closet.


"Yeah, well since I didn't see you durning Christmas I couldn't give you this." I couldn't see Drew as he was digging around in his closet, but I heard his voice stretch as if he was reaching up for something.


"Oh, really?" I told him, moving around so I could get an actual view on what he was doing.


"Yeah, this." His voice began getting louder as he prowled closer to me, I still couldn't see his head as it hung over a small box that laid in his hand.


In a matter of a few seconds the box was handed over to me.


"Dude, really?" I couldn't hold the laugher back as my eyes stared down at the mix tape that laid in my lap.


"Yeah, I made it out of the songs that made me think of you." He shrugged.


"That's so cute but really girly.


"Pfftt, Gerard you are girly."


"Yeah wow thanks." My eyes playfully rolled at Drew as we shared a few laughs.


"Where's your brother anyway?"


"Wait, what?" my head tilted, confusion settled on me for a few seconds till I figure out he was talking about Frank. I haven't called him my brother in a long while. "Yah he's downstairs."

Notes

jaklfdjklasdj short update, better than nothing. I'm grounded, I don't even know why but I'm upset.