Really? Oh, Me Too.
Past the Standstill
[A/N Regarding the last chapter, I'm really sorry. I kinda through it up because of a time crunch and it wont let me edit, so no, it will never be cleaned up. This chapter should be better. If it sucks, let me know. Thanks for reading my stuff! ENJOY! o_0 ]
Since it's really quiet in the car, I put in our last album just to reminisce. I look over to Gerard and he's smiling like a complete idiot. I smile at his smile and tie my shoes. Now, shoe tying is difficult enough in its purest form, but adding a cramped spot in the front seat doesn't help. The pants were moderately hard to get on, but this is ludicris. I give up and tuck the laces into wherever they'll fit in my shoes before turning back to my chauffer who's still smiling.
"Why so happy?" I ask and I'm slightly concerned with his sudden behaivor. I mean he just slowed down when the light turned yellow.
"You're exactly the same as you were." He half chuckles out.
"When?" He flails his hands at the universe. I'm not joking when I say he hit every cardinal point. "What does" I flail my hands in a horrid attempt to replicate whatever the hell he was doing. "mean?"
"Then!" He turns to me for a second. The same exact second the light turned and we were getting violently honked at."Like when we were recording and performing and interviewing before."
"Really?" I ,hoenstly, feel like a lot's changed since then. I mean we're dating now. Wouldn't that just make our whole dynamic different? Unless, we acted like we were dating throughout the last ablum's release and tour and stuff or we don't act like we're dating now. "I think I've matured a bit, actually."
"Well, you think wrong." He shrugs before pulling into a spot and unbuckling his seatbelt. I grab him by the shoulder and pull him into a quick kiss. He's obviously a little suprised,but I just wink and hop out myself.
I jog to catch up to everyone with Gerard taking his time a few steps back. He had his head down, hair hanging around his face. I stop half listening to whatever Ray had been saying and make my way to Gerard, which was really not efficient at all, but seemed to be a good idea nevertheless. Worming my arms around his middle and wiggiling between his arm and side, I squeeze him in a comfortable side hug.
"You good?" I mutter into his Pulp shirt. "If you're nervous, just remember this isn't really anything we haven't done before. Plus, you have a Bob that'll kick some ass if anyone's mean." I smile and he does too after a while.
"Hey, lovebirds!" Mikey calls from the doors. "Pick up the pace! Would ya?!"
Gerard just nods with blush rising on his cheeks and eyes trained on me, before squeezing me closer with a firm grip on my shoulder.
Since it's really quiet in the car, I put in our last album just to reminisce. I look over to Gerard and he's smiling like a complete idiot. I smile at his smile and tie my shoes. Now, shoe tying is difficult enough in its purest form, but adding a cramped spot in the front seat doesn't help. The pants were moderately hard to get on, but this is ludicris. I give up and tuck the laces into wherever they'll fit in my shoes before turning back to my chauffer who's still smiling.
"Why so happy?" I ask and I'm slightly concerned with his sudden behaivor. I mean he just slowed down when the light turned yellow.
"You're exactly the same as you were." He half chuckles out.
"When?" He flails his hands at the universe. I'm not joking when I say he hit every cardinal point. "What does" I flail my hands in a horrid attempt to replicate whatever the hell he was doing. "mean?"
"Then!" He turns to me for a second. The same exact second the light turned and we were getting violently honked at."Like when we were recording and performing and interviewing before."
"Really?" I ,hoenstly, feel like a lot's changed since then. I mean we're dating now. Wouldn't that just make our whole dynamic different? Unless, we acted like we were dating throughout the last ablum's release and tour and stuff or we don't act like we're dating now. "I think I've matured a bit, actually."
"Well, you think wrong." He shrugs before pulling into a spot and unbuckling his seatbelt. I grab him by the shoulder and pull him into a quick kiss. He's obviously a little suprised,but I just wink and hop out myself.
I jog to catch up to everyone with Gerard taking his time a few steps back. He had his head down, hair hanging around his face. I stop half listening to whatever Ray had been saying and make my way to Gerard, which was really not efficient at all, but seemed to be a good idea nevertheless. Worming my arms around his middle and wiggiling between his arm and side, I squeeze him in a comfortable side hug.
"You good?" I mutter into his Pulp shirt. "If you're nervous, just remember this isn't really anything we haven't done before. Plus, you have a Bob that'll kick some ass if anyone's mean." I smile and he does too after a while.
"Hey, lovebirds!" Mikey calls from the doors. "Pick up the pace! Would ya?!"
Gerard just nods with blush rising on his cheeks and eyes trained on me, before squeezing me closer with a firm grip on my shoulder.
Notes
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Oh and it has been so long.
I'm sorry I've been gone.
I was busy fighting for some wi-fi.
You don't have to worry cuz I'm still the same girl.
You don't have to worry. You don't have to worry. No, you don't.
You don't have to worry. You don't have to worry!
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