The Light Behind Your Eyes
I'll Keep You Safe
"Frank! Frank... please! Wake up!" I listened to the voices the called my name. I woke up to a bright light in front of me. It blinded me and I couldn't see the rest of my surroundings.
"Huh?" I asked the voices around me.
"Oh God, Frank!" A red blur leaned into me and wrapped itself around me. It was warm. It felt so good. It was Gerard.
"Gerard?"
He backed away. My vision came back and I could see clearly. "Yeah, it's me." He said softly. His face was a little swollen and his eyes were red. He smiled and caressed my cheek. He took the back of my head and brought it closer to his. His lips were sweet and warm. He crawled on top of me and ran his finger through my hair as my hands moved up and down his body. He let out a sigh as my hands found his hips. His body was thrusting into mine. He leaned into my neck and started sucking.
"Gerard.." I moaned quietly. He smirked and sucked harder. It didn't last long. I moved my hands into his jeans, digging my nails softly into the skin before his boxers. He lifted his head away from my neck and looked down at me, cocking an eyebrow and biting his lip. I moved my hands slowly down his jeans, palming him, never loosing eye contact. I teased him and rubbed softly.
His breathing was heavy and his eyes fluttered. "Fuck... Frankie...." He moaned before bringing himself to my lips again. I couldn't help but smile and blush a little when he called me Frankie. His head fell into my neck again. I felt his heavy, hot breath barricade the crook of my neck. I pulled my hands out and rubbed his back. We laid there for a while, in silence.When his breathing was right again, he brought his head and warm body up, away from me. Tears filled his soft, hazel honey eyes.
"W-why are you crying? What's going on? Where am I?" I asked. He put his head down, letting his crimson blood hair, fall on his face. "Gerard, tell me." I said sternly. I finally looked around the room. I was in a hospital bed, but not in a hospital.
"Gerard," I started to panic, "what the hell i-"
"Shhh!" He covered my mouth, "Don't talk so loud. They'll hear you, Frank." He crawled into my bed and sat at my feet.
"Who? Can you just please tell me, Gerard? Please?" I looked him straight in the eye. He hesitated and said something I didn't hear. "What?"
"Frank," he sighed, "I don't have a lot of time, but-"
There was a shake of the doorknob of the room I was in. We both looked over and then back at each other, "Frank, when I tell you this, you have to promise not to freak out or ask questions the next time I visit your dream," he started quickly. I nodded in confusion. " Frank, I'm your angel your guardian angel."
"Huh?" I asked the voices around me.
"Oh God, Frank!" A red blur leaned into me and wrapped itself around me. It was warm. It felt so good. It was Gerard.
"Gerard?"
He backed away. My vision came back and I could see clearly. "Yeah, it's me." He said softly. His face was a little swollen and his eyes were red. He smiled and caressed my cheek. He took the back of my head and brought it closer to his. His lips were sweet and warm. He crawled on top of me and ran his finger through my hair as my hands moved up and down his body. He let out a sigh as my hands found his hips. His body was thrusting into mine. He leaned into my neck and started sucking.
"Gerard.." I moaned quietly. He smirked and sucked harder. It didn't last long. I moved my hands into his jeans, digging my nails softly into the skin before his boxers. He lifted his head away from my neck and looked down at me, cocking an eyebrow and biting his lip. I moved my hands slowly down his jeans, palming him, never loosing eye contact. I teased him and rubbed softly.
His breathing was heavy and his eyes fluttered. "Fuck... Frankie...." He moaned before bringing himself to my lips again. I couldn't help but smile and blush a little when he called me Frankie. His head fell into my neck again. I felt his heavy, hot breath barricade the crook of my neck. I pulled my hands out and rubbed his back. We laid there for a while, in silence.When his breathing was right again, he brought his head and warm body up, away from me. Tears filled his soft, hazel honey eyes.
"W-why are you crying? What's going on? Where am I?" I asked. He put his head down, letting his crimson blood hair, fall on his face. "Gerard, tell me." I said sternly. I finally looked around the room. I was in a hospital bed, but not in a hospital.
"Gerard," I started to panic, "what the hell i-"
"Shhh!" He covered my mouth, "Don't talk so loud. They'll hear you, Frank." He crawled into my bed and sat at my feet.
"Who? Can you just please tell me, Gerard? Please?" I looked him straight in the eye. He hesitated and said something I didn't hear. "What?"
"Frank," he sighed, "I don't have a lot of time, but-"
There was a shake of the doorknob of the room I was in. We both looked over and then back at each other, "Frank, when I tell you this, you have to promise not to freak out or ask questions the next time I visit your dream," he started quickly. I nodded in confusion. " Frank, I'm your angel your guardian angel."
Notes
Book Two has begun and I'm so excited!!
There will be more chapters than Just Sleep.
This is a long one.
And if you're confused, when its italicized, Frank's dreaming.
Just making that clear.
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Stay Ugly (:
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6/27/14