Caméllia's P.O.V.

"...Can we be friends?" As soon as his voice escaped his lips, I felt the corners of my lips curl up into a smile. I nodded, "y-yes.....but no. I mean- but I like hating you!" I giggled and he laughed.

I withdrew my head from his shoulder and beamed at him, "How about frienemies?" What the hell is happening to me? He gave me an amused look for a second, but soon started grinning sheepishly, "Yeah. I guess we could be that!" And we both started giggling like idiots.

Just then, his phone buzzed and he took it out of his pocket to answer the call. "Oh Mikey.... um no. Okay, fine I'll be there in 5," he spoke into the phone and hung up quickly. Then gave me an apologetic look, "Sorry, it was Mikey- my brother." I smiled, "I know." He spoke again with the same expression, "I gotta go. I actually didn't tell mum where I was going, so..."

I smiled at him reassuringly, "It's okay... Do you need me to drive you?" He raised a brow as his voice dripped with feigned cockiness, "I'm a grown up boy, Miss. What do you think, that I can't drive on my own?" I rolled my eyes at him, "What I think is that you could drive.... IF you had a car." And the cockiness disappeared the same instant as he grinned sheepishly, "Actually Frank drove me here. I'll just call him to pick me up."

Frank... shit. That means he told him about me. I questioned panicking slightly, "Does that mean he knows abou-" I was cut off, as he said in a calm tone, "No. I didn't tell him anything. Rest assured Caméllia. You can trust me." Instead of thinking twice before speaking, I kinda blurted out what I really thought at that moment. Actually I'd been doing just that, during the whole time we talked.

I spoke in a straight voice, "I don't even know why. But for some odd reason, I do. I do trust you." He gave me a half smile, before slowly getting up from the couch. I got up as well. I walked him to the door in a comfortable silence. He gave me a smile, before clicking the door open. And the same moment, I did something stupid. Well, actually I'd been doing a lot of stupid things lately. But I am kinda stupid, so....

I called out his name, just when he started making his way out of the door. I noticed that it had already started getting dark outside. Wow... I kinda lost track of how long he had been here. He turned to me with a confused look. I beamed at him, "It's just- I wanted to give you my number." That was just flat out- lame. I mentally cursed at myself for being so stupid. I bet now he thinks I'm desperate. Screw my conversation skills.

I probably sounded like Sara right now.... who is the last person I'd want to sound like. Without any hesitation, he took his phone out of his pocket and handed it to me with a grin. I lamely started typing my number into his cell and saved it under the name 'Your worst nightmare'. I deviously grinned as I did so. I actually thought the phone would have a character limit for contact names, but I was glad it didn't.

He eyed my grin and snatched the phone away, as his eyes darted to the phone screen. He snorted, "My worst nightmare? You wish!" Then he rolled his eyes and I just giggled. Out of the blue, he whispered, "I forgot to do something." And the next thing I knew was- his hand grabbing my wrist and bringing it to his lips. As soon as his soft baby pinks made contact with my scars, a wave of electricity shot all over my being and I felt a million butterflies going haywire in the pit of my stomach....

and I wanted to kill all of them the same instant. I am NOT gonna let those butterflies get to me. This is not right. Not in the least. This should not have happened. Breathe Cam. Breathe. Act cool.

It felt as if a feather was being rubbed over my scars. It felt slightly tingly and I shivered. He withdrew, ever so slightly, raising his head to look at me. He frowned, and before I knew it... his idle hand reached out to wipe away the sole tear that had stained my cheeks, without me even realising it. I meekly smiled at him and he returned it.

Then I saw a black SUV pull into the driveway, as the all too familiar face of THE Frank Iero came into view. He grinned at us, exposing all his pearly whites. Soon enough, his eyes switched to look between me and Gerard, then his grin turned into a cheesy smirk as he opened his mouth to speak. But was cut off by Gerard as he quickly made his way to the passenger seat muttering something like, "oh shut up Frank"

And Frank let out a huff with an amused expression, "But I didn't even say anything!" Gerard rolled his eyes, as he fastened his seatbelts. I sighed and shook my head at them. Frank turned the ignition on, making the car roar back to life. Gerard gave me a warm smile and both of them waved at me before driving off.

*sigh*

so here I was.... once again, alone.

*Face palm*

AAAND.... It hit me. In my face. With a shovel....- what the hell did just happen? Did I really just made friends with Gerard Freaking Way? Did I just let him kiss my scars? Moreover, Did I really opened up about my darkest secrets in front of him? Was I that stupid? Am I an idiot to trust him with this?....Please tell me this isn't real....

It is and you know the answer to all your questions. So stop being so fucking dramatic.

I am NOT being dramatic!

Oh honey, that's what they all say.

Could you just knock it off?! I just realized the shit I got myself into! I told him everything! Damn. How could I be so god damn stupid?!

Duh. Because that's what you are. See? You're again being dramatic. So what if you told him everything? He told you about him as well. And besides, Gerard doesn't seem like the person who would bitch about others.

Oh yeah? And what made you think so?

Duh. Did he EVER do that? I mean- come on, in the little bit of time you two had been hating on each other, at least you should've known this.

Okay.... but I still can't believe it.

What? About Gerard not bitching about you?

No. The fact that YOU'RE actually consoling me.

I am not. You are.

Makes sense... or doesn't. Anyways, Now shoo! Go away, I require my daily dose of the criminal minds.

Let's do it together! Sounds cool!

No, it sounds weird.

I hopped inside the doorway, and before I could even close the door behind me- my phone went off. I quickly locked the door and then lazily took it out. As soon as my eyes scanned the illuminated screen, a frown overtook my facial expression. It was my mum.....

I know what you were thinking but, I don't happen to be born with such a good luck. Wait... did I really just think that?

Shut up and pick up the god damn phone, or she's gonna flip!

RIIIGHT.

I pressed the button and soon enough, the monotonous voice of my 'mother dearest' barked into my ears. "What the hell have you been doing not picking up your phone?!" I rolled my eyes even though she couldn't really see me. "What's up?" I spoke in a highly professional voice. "I was just checking up on you. Is everything alright?" She asked.

Has anything ever been alright? Like you even fucking care. "Hmm...yeah," was my answer. A few more minutes of interrogation and then she hung up. And I heaved an audible sigh and shook my head.

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Gerard's P.O.V.

We waved to her as Frank pulled out of the driveway. She just grinned at us. I let out a sigh as soon as we were on the road. The same instant Frankenstein decided to open his mouth, "OK so shoot bro." I flatly replied, "what?" At that he smirked, "it's fine. I understand if you're a little exhausted from all the 'activity' and don't wanna talk about it..."

That boy.... I glared at him, "you! I should've annihilated you long ago! Pervy little penguin! " He cracked up and TRIED focusing on the road while I still shot daggers at him. He managed to say, "Relax man, I was kidding! Btw I looovee penguins. And and dogs. Oh wait- you already knew that." And he continued giggling like a maniac. I just shook my head at him.

Soon enough he calmed down a bit and this time he smirked even wider, "but seriously though... why all of a sudden you decided to pay a visit to your 'sempiternal foe', might I say?" I rolled my eyes at him and tried to state as straightforwardly as possible, "I told you... we had an argument earlier and it's just that I kinda said something which I shouldn't have. So I wanted to apologise. That's all."

His interest seemed to perk up further, as he asked with slightly raised eyebrows, "and what exactly did you say to her, gee?" Well, before I could even think, my mouth had already spat out, "that she was a virgin."

Really now? Was it really necessary to tell Frank?

Oh come on. I wasn't thinking. And it is partly true. I did call her that.

Frank's slightly raised brows were now fully raised as his eye-balls bulged out. He let out a titter, "you what?!" I sighed looking down at my hands, "you heard me." Wow... I never knew I could act so good... His amused expression soon turned into the cheesiest smirk I'd ever seen and he almost purred, "Well, Is she?" Silly me. How could I expect anything else as a reply from him?

I knew Frankenstein enough to not. And the next thing he felt was a smack at the back of his head. I hissed, "Pervy little penguin!" He turned his head towards me and pouted. Then he started making kissy faces and noises. I grinned heartily, and it dropped within a second as I gave him the birdie. And now it was his time to roll his eyes. A few minutes into the drive, he opened his mouth again, feigning hurt, "Gee, is this how it works? Now you're hiding stuff from your best friend?"

When he didn't get a reaction, he let out a huff. I rolled my eyes and began, "I am not hiding anything, Frankie." He pouted at that. Just then an idea struck me, "Hey, you know Caméllia's parents are out of town til the weekends. And she's sorta all alone in that house. So I was wondering if WE could hang out with her for a while."

If this could bring that contagious smile back on her face, then there was nothing else I could be more glad about than this. Frank's face instantly lit up and he almost squealed, "yesss, why not?! But..." I frowned slightly, "but... we're not gonna just tell her that. We're gonna surprise her!" Hmm... not a bad idea. Actually, a great one. I smirked up at him approvingly and he winked at me.

Then he switched back to the 10 year old he was and giddily said out loud, "I have a plan! This is gonna be so much fun! I can't wait to see the expression on her face. This is gonna be too much fun!" I silently prayed that his plan didn't involve kidnapping her or something like that. Trust me when I say it, he CAN do that.

Before I knew it, we were pulling up in what appeared to be his driveway. He grinned, "The others are already here." I nodded with a smile and got out. As soon as we entered into his living room, the sight of two 'grown up' guys sprawled across the couch, watching a Barbie Princess movie, greeted us. And I couldn't suppress the fit of laughter I had been holding just by watching them for a few seconds.

Frank was behind me and he too couldn't seem to hold his laughter anymore. The heads suddenly snapped in our direction. The spectacled unicorn was the first one to open his mouth, "what? We were bored!"

Notes

okay... so this was a late update. Sorry for that, but thank you all so much for the reads. Love you all my killjoys.
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