Keep Me Safe from Myself

**Gerard POV**

We stood in the elevator, riding up to the 10th floor. Well, more like I was standing, and she was curled up in my arms drifting off. My gaze slowly sank to her. Her pale, glossy skin and how it contrasted perfectly with the tiny black bikini that hugged her. Her bright red hair which mostly clung to her shoulders, bits and small sections giving way to gravity as water dripped to the carpeted elevator floors. It was eerily quiet in here, too quiet. She was asleep anyways.

A drink for the horror that we're in
For the good guys and the bad guys
For the monsters that I've been
Three cheers for tyranny, unapologetic apathy
Cause there ain't no way that I'm coming back again

And through it all, how could you cry for me?
Cause I don't feel bad about it
So shut your eyes, kiss me goodbye
And sleep, just sleep
The hardest parts the awful things that I've seen

The elevator door went off with a bing and I stepped out carefully. She was already passed out, a soft smile glued to her face. Was it my song? Did she actually enjoy it? Couldn't be, she was out, right? Frank helped me with this one, I had him come over for a while one day while Hannah was at school, and we'd spent the whole day just bonding over music. I didn't know he played the guitar. He played very well too, surprisingly. Mostly you hear about the popular kids who just sit on top of the lunch table and play for a group of girls, as they 'ooh' and 'ahh' over their looks, not actually paying attention to the god-awful chords scraping off the instrument.

I silently walked through the halls until I reached the '10-H' sigh that hung on our door. I studied the door- there was another note attached underneath the door sign.

10:43
Gee, Casey and I grabbed the room next door. Saw you guys in the pool, I hear pool sex is more trouble than its worth. See you in the morning -M

I crumpled up the paper and shook my head, but couldn't help grinning like an idiot. I quietly swiped our card through the lock and slipped through the door, tossing the note in the trash. Within a few minutes the whole room smelled a mixture of chlorine and a fruity perfume Hannah had bought a couple days back. Smelled like pomegranate, or lemon or something. I had no idea; I'd never been a healthy eater.

I held back a shudder and noticed we'd left the air conditioner on in our haste to get her warm. I sighed and slowly cushioned her on one side of the bed. I shivered again. Fuck, it's cold in here. I quickly turned the power off of the AC and slipped out of my dripping shorts, and into a big pair of sweatpants. I threw on a wife beater tank top and turned around, still seeing my gorgeous gal in such tiny pieces of fabric that clung to her skin. I felt a familiar tightness in my groin and rolled my eyes, a soft laugh escaping my lips. 'What you do to me' I whispered, half to myself, half not so much.

I shook my head. Oh calm down Way, Jeez.

I kneeled over my blue duffle bag full of her stuff and pulled out a baggy pair of Hello Kitty pants along with a "Give Me Love" tank top. I quickly decided against underwear, not like it'd make a difference anyways. I took the clothing and gathered them under one arm, and approached my sleeping princess.

"Hey, babe. Hannah, honey." I whispered, then repeated a bit louder a second time. I ran my free hand through her hair gently. Damn, she was out cold. She needed a good sleep anyways. Forbidding myself from keeping her cold and sick, I unhooked the top part of her bathing suit- Thank God it clipped in the front- and slid it out from under her. I grabbed the wet piece of fabric and tossed it to the side. I tried my best not to be mesmerized by her breasts, though my best was not enough after a few moments. What can I say, they're exquisite, beautiful. I snapped out of it and pulled the new shirt softly over her head and took her arms, poking them through the holes. I undid the cotton wrapped around her wrist, which in turn revealed the flawless 'Bittersweet' she'd gotten permanently inked on her wrist. I ran my thumb over it, still puzzled on why I wrote it in the first place, but even more so on why she kept it.

Attempting once more at arousing her from her sleep, and failing for a second time, I slid off her bottoms and threw them in the same direction her top went. Damn, she was completely bare underneath. She had shaven, for me? There wasn't a strand of hair in sight, almost like she'd gotten it waxed. At least now I know she want's to fuck me back, and it's not just a one-sided attraction. I silently celebrated my victory.

Her pants were much easier to put on, and they slid on without problems. I can't believe she's still sleeping. Definitely surprised she didn't toss and turn, or wake up half way through me undressing her. Can you say awkward?

I kissed her still-damp hair and made my way into the bathroom to freshen up. Brush my teeth, wash my face, the whole works. I walked out about fifteen minutes later and turned the small corner to get into bed. Hannah was sitting up, her eyes blinking, searching the room in a daze.

"We're in a hotel, you're fine, and it's about 1:00 a.m." I spoke before she had the chance to ask.

She frowned and stuck her cute little tongue out. "I know where I am, stupid. I was looking for you."

"Well, you found me." I strutted over and leaned against my pillow, pulling the cool comforter over myself. "What's up?" I cocked my head to the side.

She scooted closer and put an arm around me, her head on my chest. I put my arm around her, she fit perfect, like a glove.. If gloves went around your armpit.

"Can you sing for me again?" She said in a high pitched tone, trying to speak. My ears perked up. Did I hear her right? Wait, she was awake?

"Why, you like it?" I asked, still half in shock by her even asking me.

"Would I be asking if I didn't?" She giggled into my chest and I leaned my head back in thought.

"Ok ok.." My voice trailed off and I rolled my eyes, trying to think. Fuck it, another from the book.

Sing it for the boys
Sing it for the girls
Every time that you lose it sing it for the world
Sing it from the heart
Sing it till you're nuts
Sing it out for the ones that'll hate your guts
Sing it for the deaf
Sing it for the blind
Sing about everyone that you left behind
Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world

And it wasn't long before we both drifted to sleep in each others arms.

Notes

I know both of these songs are from different albums, but I'm doing this like as if Gerard has bits and pieces (Chorus's, bridges, etc) from songs that he just can't put together yet to form full songs. Some are completed and some are not. Don't hate me >.< Hectic day, and I know its another filler. It'll pick up in a bit I promise.

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Xoxo
-Hazel