I've Heard You've Been Bleeding

As the movie played, Gerard kept his legs on my lap. He had his hands on the back of his neck and he was laying on the arm of couch. I caught him dozing throughout the movie. I didn't want to wake him, but my thighs were going numb and I just had to move. I shifted a little bit.

"Frank?" He asked as he slowly opened his eyes. His voice sleepy and a little sexy.
I shot my head towards him as he sat up. "Yeah?"
He rolled from his side to his back and was facing me. His hair was all messy and it covered his eyes. He wiggled his toes into the inside of my shirt as he stretched. By then he moved his foot into my shirt, moving it up slightly. I was a little uncomfortable. One because it was his foot and not his hand and two because I didn't want him to see me in that way. Not yet anyway. I was still trying to become tame around him, trying not to drink from him every chance I got.

I stood up quickly. Bad mistake. From having his legs on my thighs for more than an hour, my thighs had become completely numb and I fell over from it. I had almost made it into the kitchen when I felt my legs give out. I face planted into the floor, feeling my face become redder and redder by the second.
"Shit, Frank. Are you okay?" Gerard asked as he helped me up. He brushed my shirt down, making it straight again. He wrapped one of my arms around his shoulder and walked me to the balcony. "I have to smoke." He said in a guilty tone. I nodded and tried not to put too much weight on him.

When we got out to the balcony, warm air hit me hard. I liked it though, Like I've been saying this whole time, I love to feel. If I could feel everything, I would. It's better than not feeling a thing.

Gerard sat me down in of the chairs I had sitting out there. Gerard pulled the other chair closer to mine. He pulled out a cigarette and gave one to me. I pressed it against my lips. He lit his and then tried to light mine.
"Shit, it's out." He muttered, smacking the lighter continuously. He looked at me as I sat there, stupidly with an unlit cigarette in my mouth, and chuckled. I rolled my eyes. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry." He said softly. "Come here, I've got an idea." He grabbed my neck and brought me closer to him. He pulled me up to his cigarette and lit mine on his. I could feel his hot breath on my face. His skin looked so...
No....

Notes

guise confusing cliff hanger
mom needs computer
switching to phone.