Guitar Picks and Paper Cartoons

I awoke to a shinning light in my eyes. I squinted my eyes trying to make out were I was at. After a second I didn't care anymore and just wanted to go back to bed. I grabbed the comforter that was around me up and pulled it over my head and turned on my side to try to get more comfortable on what felt like a couch. I realized there was an arm thrown over my waist. It tightened around me after I moved. I opened my eyes to see a sleeping Gerard in front of me. I pulled the comforter back down and looked around. I was in his basement. What the hell happened last night? Oh shit I'm gonna be in so much trouble. Then I felt a soft kiss on my neck. I turned my head to see Gerard's eyes had opened.

"Morning?" I asked half as a question and half as a statement.

"Morning. Why are you up so early?" He asked as he looked at the clock on the wall. I turned and looked at it. It was 10 a.m.

"Umm I don't know." Then I whispered, "Gerard do your parents know I'm here?"

He shook his head as we heard the door open and his mom call his name. I sank into the blankets to not be seen.

"Gerard, your father and I are going shopping in town today so we won't be back until late. Grandma will be over around 7 tonight to make dinner for you and Mikey. Did Mikey stay at Ray's again?" She asked.

"Yup. Have fun in town," Gerard said with a yawn. She said goodbye and returned up stairs. After I heard the car pull away from the drive I poked my head out of the blanket. Gerard looked at me and smiled.

"We could have got in so much trouble..." I said. He laughed.

"Your so cute when your worried." I blushed a little to this comment and the fact that his hand drifted tighter around my waist. He leaned in a kissed me gently. "Don't blush."

I kissed him harder, "Don't tell me what to do." This comment just got him more excited and he pulled me closer and kissed me hard. I wrapped my hands around his neck as we continued this kiss. Soon I felt his tongue grace across my lower lip. My heart racing I opened my mount slightly. Gerard didn't hesitate he immediately entered my mouth. Gerard readjusted and ended up on top of me. Our breathing was steadily getting faster. My hands began to travel away from his neck. I intertwined them in his beautiful dark locks of hair. Meanwhile his began to travel to the bottom of my shirt. The moment that his hand lightly grazed my skin the door opened and we heard Mikey and Ray enter the house.

"Agghh," Gerard said dropping his head a little. He looked back at me and gave a half smile. He kissed me one last time and rolled off me onto the floor. "I'll be right back." As he walked away I stared up at the ceiling. What did I just do? What was I thinking? He's my friend and I'm making-out with him. This is nothing this means nothing. Right? I heard shouting upstairs and then the door open and shut. Gerard appeared downstairs once again. "Sorry," He half whispered.

I sat up and looked around for the remote. Gerard came back over to where I was and sat down. His arm around me he gently kissed my forehead. He clearly wasn't over our making out.

"Umm Gerard...not now," I said as I grabbed the remote and turned the TV on. He sighed and took his arm away. The one nice thing about him is he never pushed anything. After a moment I noticed that he wasn't really watching the TV. I slowly turned my head toward he to notice him turning away quick and standing up.

"Do you want some food?"

"No I'm good," I hated breakfast, in fact that's one thing that never changed for me. I still hate it and can't eat before noon. He grabbed some Cherrios that were sitting on the table and moved to the chair. Things were feeling odd between us. I looked over at him to notice that he was acting like the same old Gerard. Maybe I was making stuff up. When noon came closer I turned the TV off and turned to Gerard.

"How 'bout we go by my house really quick then go to Dan's for lunch." Dan's was a dinner about three blocks away. He nodded and we got up. As we were walking up the stairs Mikey was coming in with Ray. "Hey guys," I said with a smile hoping they didn't notice my same wardrobe. Mikey scanned me over and then Gerard.

"Hey how are you two this morning," Mikey responded.

"Great," Gerard said and shot Mikey a look. The boys disappeared downstairs. Mikey knew, I know he did. God I probably looked like a slut, was all I could think. Gerard caught on to this and grabbed my hand. He smiled at me and lead me upstairs. We went in his room and he shut the door after me. I walked over to his desk and looked at his drawings. There were so many. Then one caught my eye, it looked like a comic strip.

"What is this?" I asked. Gerard came over and stood behind me looking at it. He placed a hand on my hip and grabbed the paper with his free hand.

"Oh it's a comic I was working on with Joey Emerstine. I don't know, we never finished it." I looked at the paper one more time and then noticed the arm that Gerard was holding the paper with had no sleeve to it. He set the paper down and I turned around, his hand remaining in the same area it was in.

"Nice shirt," I said mocking him. He smiled and moved the hair from my face.

"I never said I was wearing one," Gerard said and leaned into kiss me. I placed a hand on his chest and kissed him softly. After a moment I pushed him away.

"I'm hungry lets go get some food already," I said pushing past him. He grabbed the discarded shirt that was laying on his bed and thru it on. He smiled at me and we went downstairs. As we walked toward my house I realized that my mother was probably wondering where I had been.

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Sorry for the delay!

~Nailsntacks