Ripped up

"PARTYYYY!!" Frankie yelled as loud as possible. "No dude its just a kick back." Mikey said trying to calm Frank down. "NO ITS A PARTY!" Frank yelled while getting a beer out of the fridge. We all laughed. Gerard pulled me aside. "Can i talk to you privately?" He questioned, a hopeful look glinted in his eye. "U-uh yeah i guess we can go out on the balcony." I replied. "Thanks" he said lowly.

We headed out onto the balcony and sat on the hammock chairs. "What do you want to talk about?" I asked curiously. He averted his gaze to the floor. "Gee?" He cleared his throat and looked back up. "I-I uh i wanted to apologize for the bad start we got off to earlier. It just i have problems like *cough* uh d-drinking and d-drug abuse. I was high and didn't really know hat i was doing. If it ever happens again I wouldn't blame you if you hated me." He confessed. Really he has a drug problem? I want to help him. I just don't know how.

"Gerard you know you can talk to me. Right? Just know I'm here for you. And i don't think i could ever hate you." He blushed. "Its just I'm also bipolar and i cant help it. I just haven't been the same since me and Mikey's grandma Helena died. And if i have a mood swing just know that i cant help it." He looked close to tears. "C'mere i wanna give you something." I motioned him to follow me to the couch that sat across the balcony.

We sat down next to each other. "What is it?" He asked looking me in the eyes. "This." I said as i leaned in and pressed his soft lips to mine. He began to move his lips in sync with mine. He tasted of cigarettes and Jack Daniels whisky. The flavor was enticing as i deepened the kiss. I ran my fingers through his greasy black hair and pressed my body closer to him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me onto his lap.

I started to grind my hips into his and he let out a loud groan. I could feel his hard on through his ripped up skinny jeans. He pulled away and placed me back down on the couch next to him. "Awe why'd you stop the fun?" I pouted.

"Not here. Not now at least." He blushed. "Okay. But what do you mean?" He looked at the floor. "I want this to be special. I know i just met you and yes i know this sounds cheesy as fuck but i feel like I've known you for years. I want us to be more than just 'fuck buddies' I've done that shit and i don't want that for us." He whispered into my ear. I felt a sensation course through my body. Ive felt his once before. I-Its love. Do i love Gerard? Does he love me? Fuck i do love him.

"So w-what does this m-mean" i stuttered like an idiot. "I guess this is me asking you to be my girl. I-if you want." He blushes and stares at his feet. "I-id love to Gerard. Im glad i've gotten to the inside you. I like the sweet side of you." I lifted his chin so he would look at me. His eyes lit up at this. "R-really?!" He was shocked? I nodded and chastely kissed his soft lips. "We should probably go back in. I don't really actually feel like drinking though." I stated calmly breaking the silence. "Me either for once." He responded. "Then lets go watch TV in my room or something." I offered. "That sounds fucking amazing." He chuckled.

We quietly slipped into my room. "Whatcha wanna watch?" I asked while flopping onto the bed next to Gerard. "Game of Thrones?" He asked hopefully. "Hellz yeah!!" I shouted. I flipped on the TV and turned it onto HBO. "Wait here real quick i wanna change into comfy clothes." He nodded. "Oh shot do you have like basket ball shorts, or sweatpants or something i could wear?" He asked. "Y-yeah i think so. Maybe. Let me check."

I padded over to the dresser. After rummaging around a bit I found some old sweat pants. "Here." I threw them at him and he stood up. He took off his jacket and shredded shirts. His stomach was toned. He was quite attractive. He slipped off his skinny jeans so he was only in his boxers. I didn't even notice i was staring until he broke the silence. "*clears throat* like what you see little missy?" He chuckles. "Yeah. I think i do." I retorted. He rolled his eyes.

I slipped into an over sized tee and thats it. He cat called before pulling me down next to him. We cuddled while watching Game Of Thrones. "Y'know what? Joffre Borathean pisses me off bad. He's such a little prick." I bitched. "I totally agree and Cersi Lanister is a little twat too." He raised his voice. Little coments were made all through out the night until we both fell into a deep sleep. I slept soundly in my new boyfriends arms.

Notes

I just want to thanks everyone who has commented, rated, and read my story. It means a lot so thank you.•
Harley and Gee are being lovey dovey but will it last long?•
what will happen between Roxie and Frank?•
you'll just have to wait and see.•
So long and goodnight my lovely creatures.•
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