Can You Stake My Heart?

I pushed the chair opposite to the man away from the table, allowing myself to sit down. His whole body stiffened and seemed to freeze as I rested my elbows on the table.

"Why do you hate me? You don't even know me." I whispered, glaring at him. I felt myself getting nervous, because no matter how much of a douche this guy was, he was pretty freakin cute, and I tend to get tongue tied around... well, basically anybody but mostly hot people.

He sighed and lifted his head, looking straight into my eyes. I felt my heart start to race as his warm honey eyes pierced mine.

"I don't hate you." he said simply, and bent back down, his eyes leaving mine. I shook myself out of the daze his face had put me in and cleared my throat.

"Then... then why did you crinkle your nose at me when you saw me in the parking lot? And why were you just glaring at me a few minutes ago?" I huffed. He continued to sketch what looked to be a cat, and when he was satisfied he looked up to me and flipped his hair.

"Look, in the parking lot of that building they had just laid sod down for the flowers. Didn't you notice?" he smiled.

"Fuck stop being cute I can't think!" I said to myself and shook my head.

"I guess I didn't notice..." I trailed off, looking down at the table. I thought maybe if I didn't look at him I'd be better at talking to him.

"And a few minutes ago, I was looking at the clock behind you" he pointed to a big clock, behind where I would have been standing. I felt myself blushing viciously. His eyes widened at my cheeks. "I have to get back to my new roomie at 8:15, which is... like, now." the man said, scooping all of his drawings and supplies into a bag. "By the way, my name's Gerard. Gerard Way." Gerard laughed, pushing the hair out of his face. "I-I'm Rosalie. But you can call me Rose." I stammered, making him smile.

"Shit I am such a dork" I thought. He extended his hand for me to shake, and it took a couple seconds for me to realize why he was doing it. I quickly shook his hand, but was taken aback when I noticed how cold he was. This Starbucks was heated. I ignored it as he began to talk again.

"I'll see you around, Rose." He got up and started to walk, then looked back and waved. My eyes widened at him saying may name. He continued to walked to the doors, and right before he was going to go out, he turned around again.

"By the way, I like your hair. Purple suites you." He chuckled while his eyes lit up, and then he was gone.

I sat there for a couple seconds trying to register what just happened. I came into this conversation hating this man, and now I'm 99.9% positive I had a crush on him??

College was going to be the death of me.

I slowly got up and walked over to Nina, who was watching us the whole time. She looked at me nervously while playing with her straw.

"So... it looks like you guys don't hate eachother, right?" she bit her lip.

"Nah, Nina. I think it's the complete opposite. At least for me." I sighed and put down my head on the table.

Nina laughed and got up.

"C'mon, we gotta get going." she said, pulling me up from the table. We started toward the doors, and I saw Brandon wave at us. Nina turned her head and blushed as I waved back. She quickly went out the doors and I followed.

"Ya know," I whispered to Nina "I think that guy thinks you're cute. He wants to hang out." she squealed and started to skip ahead of me. I lagged behind, my mind still on the conversation I had with Gerard. I couldn't stop thinking about it. "Hey Nina, I'll meet up with you later." I called to her, but she was long gone.

As I walked in the warm Summer air, I had lots of time to reflect. What if Gerard and I became close? Would he be able to handle my past, or would he think I'm crazy?

I've never had a real crush before. I didn't know what it felt like, except for the fact that I felt silly. I finally reached our dorm and trudged up the stairs to our room. Nina wasn't in the living room, so I assumed she was passed out or drawing or something.

I went to my room and got ready for bed. I felt pretty comfy in my Nirvana T and my batman shorts, but I felt like I couldn't sleep. I sat on my bed for a couple minutes, until I finally knew what to do.

I walked over to the drawing desk and sat down. I pulled out a medium piece of black paper, some white charcoal, and gold charcoal. I sketched out the shape of his eye, and added the details. The last thing I did was the iris. I gently brushed the gold against the paper, and smudged it. I added some brown to make it warmer. After I was done, I was exhausted. I sat back and admired my work. I did feel a little creepy for drawing his eye, but that was the only way to take it off my mind.

Personally, I love eyes. If I see a person with unique eyes, I'll probably tell them that they're pretty. To me, eyes felt like a way to the heart and soul; that's why they were so damn beautiful.

I tucked the drawing away into a portfolio and flopped down into my bed, not even bothering to wash my hands. Snuggling under the blankets, I slowly drifted off to sleep, with thoughts of my new life, and new (actual) friends.

For the first time in a while, I could say I was truly happy.

Notes

Yaaaaay Gerard *-*
Honestly making new friends is just great ( especially when they're cute ;) )
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