Boy Division

Her face was perfect. Everything about her was perfect. Even when she cried, she was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. I constantly kept thinking of her face right before Mikey and the gang came. So innocent. In all her brokenness, she was still burning like a flame in a world of darkness. I thought of her lips. I smiled and laughed. She was perfect.

After I got home, I asked her if she wanted to meet up somewhere. She said she had a pizza date with her mom and couldn't leave. She invited me over to hang out until her mom got off work. I felt like after what happened, I couldn't leave her alone.

When I finally got to her house, I knocked softly. As I waited, I pushed down the feeling of getting too excited. Thankfully I did. All I felt now was nervous, and I've never felt this kind of nervous. When she answered the door, she gave me a slight smile, and she softly let a hello slip away from her tiny lips. Her palish skin was glowing, which made her hair look darker, and her eyes brighter.

"Are you hungry?" She asked.
"Nah, I'm a little snackish though."
"Okay I'll get some chips, okay?"
"Perfect." I said as I smiled and laughed softly.

She let out a sigh and tried to put a smile on when she came back with two sodas and a bag of chips. Her face looked uncertain of what she was thinking. I couldn't tell either. I stared and tried to get some thought, but she blocked me out. Reading her was the best way to know how to make her feel better. That's all I want to do.

"So.." She said. She looked down. I heard her sniffle. She looked u at me, then back down. She let out a cold laugh. When she brought her head back up, tears filled her eyes. Some had cut through and fell off her chin. Her eyes were so pure. Beautiful and bright.

"I'm so sorry." She said quietly. She sat on the couch with her hands together. "I've been trying... Really hard..." Her eyes started to roll. She loosing balance. I caught her before she fell over. Her sleeve was wet. I checked my fingers and saw blood. I rolled she sleeves to see lines of red on her arm. A few where severally opened and I carried her to the bathroom. I sat her in the tub and looked to find any kind of bandaging. I eventually found some and cleaned her arms. I wasn't going to take her shirt off so I just kept her sleeves rolled up. Once I was done, I carried into what looked like her bedroom and laid her on her bed.

After about twenty minuets of watching her sleep, she emerged from her dreams.

"Gerard?" She said quietly.
"Yeah, I'm here."
"I'm sorry. I didn't want you to see me like this." She turned over to face me.
"Are you hungry?" I asked just like she did earlier.
"Nah, just a little snackish." She smiled and we both laughed. I went to bring her a glass of water and a sandwich. After she was done with her food, she kicked me out and changed her clothes. When she came back out, she seemed ten times better than when I first came.

Her mom eventually came home. Mona had introduced me to her. They looked so similar. Both had bright blue eyes. Mona told her mom about the incident. She just held Mona. They both asked me if I wanted to go get pizza with them. I declined. When Mona and I walked out to my car, she hugged me and brought my chin closer to her lips. She kissed the jawline of my face. We smiled and then she pushed my shoulder. I got into my car and watched her look at me as I left. I saw her in my rear-view mirror until I couldn't see her anymore.

When I got home, I drew her, and wrote about her. I didn't know what to do. Everything I was thinking revolved around her. It made me feel insane. As I tried to sleep, she crawled back into my mind. I fell asleep with a smile on my face.

Notes

I feel like as I keep writing, my actual writing gets worse.
If you guys like it please, bare with me.
I'm thinking about writing a frerard..
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