I started pacing back and forth in the elevator, feeling Gerard's eyes glued to me every step I took. Neither of us dared to talk. I still couldn't comprehend the call I'd just received, and Gerard just had this guilty look plastered to his face. Like it was all his fault. I stopped walking like a caged animal when the doors slid open, and continued my pacing inside our hotel room.

I got tired of moving, so I sat at the foot of the bed, just trying to keep myself from going into a panic attack. I was doing surprisingly well for someone who just found out her psychotic, alcoholic boyfriend was out of jail and Hell bent on finding her again. Gerard sat next to me and I leaned on his shoulder, just wanting some sort of comfort.

"How." I whispered, just enough for him to hear me. He sighed, twirling a finger through my hair for a moment or two before he gathered his words.

"Judge threw out his conviction on appeal. Some rookie cop got in way over his head, fucked up something. God knows what. Hannah I swear to God, if I'd thought for a moment he was going to come after you I would have told you." He sighed, unsure of what to say next.

"Then why didn't you?" I questioned, sitting up and turning towards him.

"I didn't think-"

"You didn't think I had a right to know that he'd gotten out of PRISON." I stood up, and took a few deep breaths. Reality was setting in. My ex was out. HE had called me. HE knew I was with Gerard. Gerard.

I felt a hand on my back and I sat back down. "He's coming for me."

"I'm not gonna let that happen babe." He soothed. Not that it did any good.

"He's coming after you. He knows. He saw us together and he knows and he's gonna find me and he's gonna hurt you and-" He stood up and moved in front of me. He wiped a tear that had begun sliding down my cheek and kissed me. His lips were soft and very tempting. My lips conformed to his for a few blissful moments, before I flicked his forehead and broke it off. He took my hand in his and held it tight.

"As much as I love kissing you, you can't just do that every time you want me to shut up." I smiled and tucked a piece of hair behind my ears.

"But you have to admit; It IS the most effective way." He kissed me again. "Sweetheart you're freezing." He pulled me in close. He was right- I was cold. I was shivering into his arms. He was warm, but it didn't seem to help. My face lit up and I opened the blue duffle bag on the other side of the room, rummaging through it. I pulled out an old white bikini with black detail and balled it up in my fist. I threw one of the hotel towels over my shoulder, my eyes finding his, an intrigued look on his face.

"Come on- I think I saw a hot tub back on the first floor." He nodded and followed my lead.

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I stood in front of the small pool, steam rising from the top. The jets were off, and I was grateful. I just wanted to sit and relax, and bursting spouts of water exploding from eight or so pipes wouldn't allow that. I dipped my toe in the water, and shuddered at the exquisite feel. I practically fell in trying to submerge myself so quickly. My hair was up in a messy bun so I wouldn't have to take a half hour shower after I left. I sat down and loudly sighed with approval, the water line up to my neck. Everything was submerged except for my newly tatted wrist -still wrapped with gauze-, which sat outside of the water. The water felt warm and very welcoming, just like always.

I looked over at Gerard sitting in the chair, watching me, smiling. I wonder what's going through his mind. I beckoned him over with one finger and he followed without hesitation.

He knelt down in front of me. "Having fun?" He playfully pulled at my hair bun. I took his hand out of my hair and brought it to my face, kissing the top of it.

"It's be more fun if you joined me." I smirked and breathed a sigh of relief. It was like I almost forgot I had a psychopath trying everything to get me. Almost.

He quietly stepped in the water and I climbed on his lap, laying my head on his chest.

"Why are you so good to me." I murmured into his shoulder, my eyes getting heavy. He kissed the top of my head, but said nothing. My head drop slightly before it jolted back up. I blinked a few times and rubbed my eyes. "If I stay in here any longer, I'm gonna pass out." I mumbled and started to giggle, before slowly standing back up. I almost fell trying to make it back to where my towel was, and Gerard rushed to my side, practically slipping himself in the process. He grabbed my towel and wrapped me in it, then picked me up bridal style. I glanced up and tried to pucker my lips through my smile. He kissed my swiftly and started to make his way back to the hotel room. I didn't make it to the elevator before I curled up into him and allowed his soft humming lull me into a peaceful sleep.

Notes

Filler chapter I know. Sorry guys :/ Prom's tomorrow so there won't be an update. There might be one on Sunday but I can't guarantee it.

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