I Don't Want To Be In Love

I can only see a silhouette of Gerard as he pulls me through the almost hidden doorway on the side of the stage leading into the black expanse of darkness. I hesitantly walk ahead of him and he shuts the door behind us. I'm desperately afraid of the dark but my eyes soon become accustomed to my new surroundings.

"How did you know this door was unlocked?" The only light came from the bright red emergency exit sign that hung above the door at the end of the long crowded hallway that ran along the side of the stage; the light cast a shadow along the brick walls and random backup music equipment that lay abandoned here during the show.

"I know the owners" he replied huskily, making the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. I turned to look at him and he was all black except for his glistening white skin and bright red hair. His demeanor was almost intimidating as he approached me, quickly closing off the space in between us forcing me against the surprisingly cool bricks.

A feeling of Déjà vu sweeps over me as I recall a dream I had years ago, I can't quite remember, but the memory is easily forgotten while all my remaining concentration is focused on the feeling of his body pressed up against mine. The only stability I can only rely on is the feeling of his hands on me; one keeping me steady while the other runs up my legs his fingers playfully running along the hem of my lace underwear. The pent up excitement of this night, of every night I felt is finally be released and my body was aching for more.

I lose myself in this moment as he presses himself against me. I can feel his hardness growing while his hands move up my trembling body feeling every inch of my exposed skin. His fingertips leaving goosebumps go lightly up my arm along my shoulder until his fist was clenching my hair. His breathing increased as his mouth is inches from mine.

He stops; looking at the triangle tattoo behind my left ear, touching it his body goes ridged for a moment then looks into my eyes almost searching. Then, he kisses my neck and my checks and softly my lips, knowingly he holds my face in his hands.

"Who are you?" he says almost desperately. His cocky stage persona was abandoned completely, leaving behind someone who's need understood something aching within me.

"Lila" I whispered, barely audible above the music coming from the stage behind the curtain on the other side of the hallway we were standing in.

"Lila..." He said it like it was a song, hearing it come from his almost raspy voice made my heart skip a beat. My hands are wandering down his legs, back up under his black shirt, running my nails up his back causing him to shiver involuntarily.

The hallway was just as humid if not more so from the amps and heaters from the main room but the darkness gave me an odd feeling of confidence in myself and in this space where no one else existed I was at home.

I kiss him this time, tasting a mixture of cigarettes, vanilla and sweat. His tongue exploring my mouth and playfully biting my lower lip caused me to moan softly. Then with one swift movement, he lifts me, my legs wrapping around his waist. In this kiss i teased him, grinding my hips against his, hearing him moan I deepen the kiss and my brain goes hazy in the want for him.

"Please..." I barley recognize my own voice almost purring in want

"Sugar, you have no idea.."

He picked me up and while carrying me, walked into an old dressing room and laid me down on an old orange couch. He touched every inch of me kissing and biting each inch of my skin, in his want he understood the movements of my body and used it to his advantage. I was calling out his name in each movement; and with the band playing and the club moving he still could hear me and smirked in triumph.

Their on the couch is where I lost myself. saying my final goodbyes to the need in the life that I had before that moment. All I could see were the kind green eyes and crooked smile of a stranger who I knew in that moment he was mine. We stayed their listening as the band end their set like they do in every show. With my favorite song playing, I closed my eyes as our heartbeats began to slow. His warm breath tickles my ear as he sings along to the closing song.

"Good feeling, won't you stay with me just a little longer?
It always seems like you're leaving when I need you here just a little longer..."

Notes

Its finally finished!!! I'm really sorry I've been AWOL but hopefully that wont happen anytime soon. I have a really interesting idea for this story. So if you guys like this concept let me know and I'll start another sort of sequel prequel time traveling whatever....not going to say anymore. Just let me know if you are interested;)

-Alba