I was sitting at home late at night messing around on my guitar when I heard the doorbell ring.

“Come in!” I called. I heard the door open and some shuffling, then a loud thud and a grunt of pain. I raced to the front door to find Gerard lying on the floor, a deep gash on his head bleeding profusely.

“Oh my god Gerard, what happened?!” I exclaimed, rushing to help him stand.

“Car accident,” he managed. He stumbled a bit when I pulled him up, but I was able to get him into the living room.

“Why the fuck are you here? Why are you not at a hospital?” I asked, setting him on the couch. I reached for the phone on the coffee table and he went to stop me, wincing at the sudden movement.

“You can’t call the police. You can’t take me to a hospital. No one can know this happened, Frank,” he said.

I thought this over for a moment. “Why can’t you go to the hospital? And if no one can know, why come to me?” I inquired.

He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it and chose his words differently. “Because I trust you, now can you please get a bandage or something for my head?” he answered. I suddenly realized I had just been standing there since dropping him on the couch and ran to get a first aid kit.

I returned several moments later with the kit and set it on the coffee table, sitting next to him on the couch. I clean the gash on his forehead and cover it with a bandage.

He took off his shirt and I swallowed hard. He wasn’t buff or anything, but he was still beautiful. I find myself unable to take my eyes off his chest, admiring every inch of his skin. He clears his throat and I snap my attention to his face, a smirk playing on his lips. I blush and mutter “oh, right” then grab a wet washcloth and begin to clean several cuts on his chest and back.

“How did this even happen?” I ask, cleaning a rather deep cut on his right shoulder.

“A deer ran in the middle of the street and I slammed the brakes on, swerved off the road, and ended up upside down in the grass. But the deer is alive, so,” he paused, smiling. “It was worth it.”

My heart warms at his words and I giggle. “Why did you really come to me?” I ask.

“Because I trust you.”

“You already said that. But what’s the real reason?”

He stared into his lap, fumbling with his fingers. “Forget it,” he mumbled.

“Hey,” I tilted his chin up to look at me. “We’ve been best friends for years, what’s so bad that you can’t tell me?”

I searched his eyes for an answer and he couldn’t tear his gaze away from my lips. We made eye contact and he looked away and bit his lip, blushing. My thoughts pieced themselves together like a puzzle and I knew why he came to me. Why he started acting so strange when I asked him about it.

I gently pressed my lips to his cheek as a way of telling him that I knew. He simply looked at me, his mouth open in shock. He blushed and began stuttering.

“W-what was that… w-why did you…” He traced the spot where I kissed him with his fingertips and I smiled at his bashfulness. He slowly put his hand on my cheek, not very confident in what he was doing. I decided to make it easier for him and gently pressed my lips against his. He was a bit taken aback but began to kiss me back. I pulled away and he rested his forehead against mine, our noses brushing up against each other.

“You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that,” he breathed. I smirked and kissed him again, this time a bit harder. I took his hands and guided them to my waist, putting one of my hands on his neck and the other lightly gripping his thigh. I focused more on the kiss and ran my tongue across his bottom lip, making him smirk into my lips.

Since he was already shirtless I decided to take my own top off, throwing it over the couch somewhere. He lay back on the couch and pulled me with him, tugging at the waistband of my jeans. I put my hand on his, pulling it back to my waist and smirking at him. I didn’t want to take it too far; after all it was our first kiss. I put my forehead back against his and lingered just above his lips. We stayed like this for several seconds before he said three words I didn’t expect to hear.

“I love you,” he whispered. My heart jumped and I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face.

“I love you too, Gee,” I said, still smiling. He flipped us over so he was on top of me and started kissing my neck.

Suddenly he stopped and pulled back, facing away from me. He was breathing heavily, his fists clenched by his sides.

"Gerard?" He stayed facing away from me. I tried to get him to look at me but he shrugged me away. "Gee, what's wrong?"

He muttered something like "I can't control it" and I finally got him to face me. His eyes were shut tight, he was a little sweaty but seemed fine otherwise.

"Can't control what?" His eyes shot open and he looked at me nervously.

"Frank, I need to tell you something," he quaked. I grabbed his hands and gave them a comforting squeeze.

"You know you can tell me anything," I reassured him. He nodded and looked at me, managing a weak smile.

"I-I'm a v-vampire," he stammered. It took me a second to realize what he just said, and when I did I was not angry. I wasn't scared. I just had one question.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"I thought I was protecting you by not telling you. Plus I didn't know how you would react..."

"So why tell me now?"

"I-I can't control it, Frankie. I don't drink straight from the vein, I drink from blood bags. I don't like hurting people if I don't have to, but when I'm with you..." he paused, swallowing hard. "Usually I can control it, but I've never been this close to you before. It's a whole new sensation and I can't get a grip on it."

He turns away from me again and I hug him from behind, placing kisses on his shoulderblades.

My lips travel up to his shoulders and the base of his neck. I can't help myself. Not being able to have him just makes me want him more.

"Frank, stop," he said halfheartedly. I kissed a trail up his neck and to his lips. He resisted me at first, but began kissing me back soon enough. He bit my bottom lip and I smirked, knowing that I won.

I pulled him back on top of me and he began kissing my neck. I ran my fingers through his hair and he slipped a hand into my boxers. I gasped and tugged at his hair, but he pulled his hand back out and placed it on my chest.

"Tease," I called him and he giggled into my neck. He started sweating and pulled back from me, the urge to rip my throat out obviously returning.

"Gerard, control it," I said, grabbing his hand. "You're strong. You can do this." I softly placed a kiss on the back of his hand and he looked up at me, frozen. There was a blur of movement and a terrible pain in my neck, and the rest I can't remember.

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I awoke two days later in a hospital bed.

When I woke up, the first thing I saw was Gerard sitting in an uncomfortable looking chair, fast asleep.

"G-Gee," I said weakly. He slowly came to, and when he saw that I was awake, he jumped out of his chair and ran to my side.

"Hey, Frankie," he smiled. "Are you all right?" I didn't quite know how to answer the question, considering I didn't know why I was here in the first place.

"What happened?" I asked. He looked around to make sure no one would hear him before he answered.

"I- um, I sort of... bit you," he was too ashamed to look at me, his eyes glued to the floor. I put my fingers to my neck and felt a bandage, and I suddenly remembered everything.

"It's okay," he looked up at me, confused by my words.

"Frank, I almost... killed you," his voice cracked on the last two words and a single tear fell from his eye. "How can you just forgive me like that?"

"Because I love you," I said without hesitation. He smiled.

"I love you too."

He sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed my hand. "I'm gonna learn how to control it, Frankie. If I want to be with you, I need to control it, and god do I want to be with you, so I'm going to do it."

I motioned for him to lay down and he did, crawling under the sheet with me. He draped his arm across my chest and put his head on my shoulder, our legs intertwined with each other. It felt like the perfect moment, I wanted to stay like that forever.

Notes

Hello! This is my first time posting fanfiction to this website, so I hope you all like it! c: