Nothing At All

Wait. What the fuck is happening? Oh shit. Steven Tyler just punched Gerard in the head. Fuck! What do I do what do I do what the hell do I do?! Ooh. That door handle looks sturdy.

Well, That's over with. Wait.. What? Why is gerard walking up to me? Oh wow ok his mouth is moving... "Hey...um... Michelle?" I turn my head all the way around him and look him directly in his beautiful hazel eyes. I am stuck on stupid for a few seconds. "Yeah?" I respond in the politest way possible. I'm scared shitless. "I was just wondering if... You would... Maybe... It's okay if you don't want to... Maybe... With me-" he cannot formulate full sentences. "Gerard are you trying to ask me out?" I ask. He goes on again with the mumbling. I can't even understand what the hell he's saying. "Because if you are... I would totally say yes." Was that the right thing to say? Damn it! I can't take it back now. But he didn't look confused. He didn't roll his eyes. He didn't walk away. Instead, his face lit up. He smiled a crooked smile that made me feel so warm inside. "Tonight at eight?" he asked. "Sounds great," I answered, noticeably beaming like an idiot.

Oh oh my god. I have a date. With Gerard.

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