Guitar Picks and Paper Cartoons

"God I swear my parents are paranoid."

"And for good reason, I mean come on we could be doing the forbidden deed," I said laughing a little. He smiled at my comment and continued holding my hand. What is this I don't understand were we are one minuet we are normal, the next he's pissed and the next he wants to kiss me. I decided to ask again. "So umm... uh this is a silly question to ask.."

"Just ask it Anya," Gerard finally said after a moment of silence passed.

"Umm..." I looked up into his eyes, "What day is it?" God why can't I just ask a stupid fucking question. What are we Gerard? What is this? He looked at me in disbelief.

"Umm Sunday, what were you really going to ask?"

"Nothing that was it I just couldn't remember if we had school tomorrow or not." We finally reached my house and I unlocked the door. It was silent in the house, my mom had the long shift on Sunday's and wouldn't be done until 2 or 3 in the morning. I hated Sundays, they always made me feel lonely.

"I don't think I've ever seen the inside of your house, or at least not this part of your house," he said looking around.

"What you don't like the bare walls and simplicity of the place?" I laughed. I grabbed his hand again and pulled him toward my room. I shut the door behind us and locked it like normal.

"Worried someone is going to catch us?" he asked sitting down on the bed.

"Uh... oh no habit," I said kicking off my shoes and turning on some music. I turned back to see he was staring at me. "Like what you see Gerard?"

"Always," he said making me blush. What the hell was that, he never said stuff like that although everything is changing with us... no it's not us are just the same. He said it twice.

Apparently my frustration was showing, "What's up with you today Anya?" I said nothing and just sat on the bed next to him. He grabbed my hand and was playing with my fingers.

"It's nothing really nothing at all, I'm fine," I said pulling my hand away. I whimpered as the tips of my finger pasted by his hand.

"What's wrong," he asked grabbing my hand. I looked down to see that the blisters that had formed when I was playing my guitar last night must have broke. "What did you do?"

"Oh I was playing my guitar last night." He raised his eyebrows at this comment. "I was just messing around, I can't actually play." He smiled at me and got up to grab it. He came back over and strummed a chord. I smiled up at him.

"This is a D chord. It's one of the basics. See where my fingers are? Play as close to the fret as possible." He then handed me the guitar. I took it and tried to do what he did but it defiantly didn't sound right. "No like this," he adjusted my fingers. I played it again and it sounded better. I smiled up at him and he continued to give me instructions.

Some time had passed while he was instructing me on my guitar. "That's not right is it?" I asked around 6. "Yeah here your index finger needs to move to this string."

"Ouch," I said pulling my hand away quick.

"Oh I'm sorry Anya, I didn't mean to," he grabbed my hand rubbing it. His eyes locked onto mine and didn't pull away. "Maybe that's enough guitar lessons for today," he said grabbing the guitar from my hand and laying back in it's case. He came and sat over on the bed next to me again, grabbing my hand. He lend in and gently kissed my lips. My hands found there way to his hair and his to my waist. As the kiss intensified he leaned forward forcing my to lay down. I let out a small moan when he climbed on top of me. His tongue gently graced my bottom lip asking for entrance. I decided to make him wait or so I thought. He pushed his hips down onto mine and I let out a moan of pleasure. As I did so he slid his tongue the rest of the way in and smiled into the kiss. God everything about him was intoxicating. My hands began to slip down his hair onto his back and down his sides. I could get use to this. My entire world of problems and unknowing slipped away and at that moment it was just Gerard and I.

"Ouch," I yelled arching my back.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked with a sad look in his eyes. I shock my head and reached behind my back pulling out the cordless phone I had left on my bed this morning. He smiled and set the phone on the ground. I repositioned so I was more comfortable and then he laid back on top of me. His lips didn't return to mine, instead they went to my neck. I let out another involuntary moan. At that his hands came to the hem of my shirt. I felt his finger tips slowly grace my skin under my shirt. His already existing hard on grew when he did that. I let out a small giggle. He pulled away and looked at me.

"What?" I asked with a confused look on my face. I grabbed his sides pulling his shirt up a couple inches.

"You giggled," he said with propping himself on one hand above my head.

"I did not," I said jokingly and gently touched his skin. He inhaled and his member grew even more. Feeling it poke me I giggled again. He looked down then back at me with a smile on his face.

"Are you laughing at my dick?" he questioned.

"No, more so what I can do to it." He laughed and pushed his hips against me again.

"You know Anya it's not a good thing to make fun of a guys dick especially when you have nothing to compare it to." I pulled myself onto my elbows and kissed him.

"Who said I haven't seen others?" This caused Gerard's face to go to a questioning one. He couldn't tell if I was joking or not. I just pulled him into another kiss letting one on my hands find his neck and pull him back down. Then of course we had to be interrupted again, this time by the phone ringing. Instead of Gerard groaning this time it was me.

"Oh are you sad to stop," he joked. I gave him a pouty face and grabbed the discarded phone. Looking at the caller ID, I saw that it was Gerard's house calling.

"Hello?" I said cheerfully.

"Hey sound a little out of breath Anya," Mikey's voice said. I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah well I guess that you not letting me come to the comic store does that to a girl."

"Is Gerard out of breath too?" Ray yelled into the phone. I sat up pushing Gerard off of me in a fit of anger.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Gerard could tell I was pissed and grabbed the phone out of my hand. Not easily mind you.

"Anya let-let-it-go. I'm gonna guess Mikey and Ray are on this line?" he questioned into the receiver.

"Hey Gerard, we were having fun teasing Anya," I heard them yell.

"Yeah well your mean...I care because she's my friend...Fine what time...why can't Dad do it?...whatever Mikey you owe me," and he hung up. Sighing he looked at me. I put on a overly fake smile. "I don't think we will ever be left alone."

"Should we be?" I asked not thinking before I said it. He looked a little hurt. "I mean what are we doing, you keep saying that we are just being us and kissing but that isn't us." He sighed and I knew I shouldn't have said it.

"Anya, what's wrong with that? I mean us just kissing but we are still friends?"

"Someone might get hurt."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean how do you feel about me Gerard? Do you like me like me or do you just want me cause I'll kiss you, or do you really not care either way. People start kissing and it ruins things right?" There was silence.

"I should go," he finally said getting up. I quickly grabbed his hand.

"Gerard Lets just have rules, that's all I'm saying. That way we are both on the same page and I don't hurt you and you don't hurt me." He sat back down and cupped my face.

"I would never hurt you."

"I know you would never intend to just as I would never intend to hurt you. But please can't we just do this?" He nodded.

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~Nailsntacks