Burn Bright

I woke up with a roaring headache. I groaned ad threw the covers over my head and tried to go back to sleep.

"Drink this." Someone said to me.

I peeked out of the covers to see Gerard holding out a glass of green looking liquid. I smile at him as I took the glass in his hand and slowly started to sip on it, it was the worst thing I have ever tasted in my life. I nearly gag as I drink it when I try to head back to him he shook his head and pushed me to finish drinking the rest of the glass. When I finally finished the glass, it felt necessary to burn my tongue.

" what the hell was that?" I asked.

"My personal hangover cure." He smiled at me. "Now,what exactly do you remember from last night?"

"I remember being kicked out of my house, coming over here, and drinking like there's no tomorrow."

"Anything else?" He asked.

I will my brain to try remember the events of last night, but It hurt too much to try. I ground and gave up trying to remember, I knew he would just tell me anyways. But part of me was kind of afraid of his answer.

"We kinda, uh, had sex."

"Kinda? How does someone kinda have sex?" I asked, I peeked under the covers and saw I was naked, that confirmed it.

"Oh shit."

"It's not like we haven't done it before." He laughed, I joined in on him. "Ok, I think you should get dressed and take a shower then we need to tell my parents."

"You wanna tell your parents that we had sex, not just once, but twice?"

"No god no, they kinda need to know why there housing another teenager."

"True, I'm going to go to Starbucks while you shower and get dressed."

I nodded then he left me alone, luckily there was a shower connected to his room so I didn't have to worry about running into anyone. While I was in the shower, I just stood under he hot water.

I can't believe I slept with him again. I wasn't ashamed of it, I mean it's not the first time we had done it. It just sucks that I couldn't remember it, I would have liked that. Being able to sleep with the guy you like and not remembering it fucking sucks. Suddenly there was a knock on the bathroom door, it scared me.

"You almost done in there?" Gerard asked.

"Yeah one second!" I shouted back.

I turned off the water and quickly wrapped a towel around my body and walked into the room. Gerard was sitting on his bed waiting for me. When he saw me handed me a bag from Starbucks, I grabbed it and quickly looked inside; he bought me my favorited muffin. I couldn't help but "aww" and thank him.

"It's okay you'll pay me back." He winked at me and I stuck my tongue out at him. "Get dressed." He commanded, then left the room.

I quickly got myself with the clothes I had in Gerard's room already. I had talked to Donna and Donald many times already, but I don't know why I was so nervous this time. Maybe it was because I had moved into their house without telling them? Or that I had slept with their oldest son...twice? Well whatever the reason was I had to shake it off. I met Gerard outside his room and we headed downstairs to where his parents were watching T.V.

"Hello kids." His father greeted us, "what can we do for you?" He asked.

Gerard and I sat down and Gerard told them the story, from start to finish. I didn't even know I was crying until Gerard wiped away my tears and have me a side hug. His dad gave me a sad smile and his mom gave me a sympathetic look.

"Of course you can stay with us honey." She said as she came over to me and hugged me, "I always wanted a daughter." She told me.

"Thank you."

"But, I don't think you should live in Gerard's room, I don't want any funny business going on in there. You can still stay in there every once in a while but I think you should move into the basement, you would have your own bathroom,"

"Thank you so much" I said as I hugged her.

"Anytime, Gerard help her move her stuff into the basement."

Notes

I meant to have this in yesterday but whatever. So the next chapter is going to fast forward a couple of months and then be the last one while they are teenagers then move on into their early 20's

Till next we meet my killjoys