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I Still Think You're Beautiful

Chapter 6

After a while of just talking to my mom and waiting around for Mikey, Jared and I go down to my room. Jared seems uneasy and really out of balance.
"You ok J?" I ask him and crash down into my bed. He joins me, laying on his back like me.
He sighs, "I broke up with her."
I cant speak. We all knew it was going to happen. I thought he was going to find out she was cheating on him with four other guys.
"Oh." Is all I can think of to say. "W-why?"
He takes in a deep breathe and turns over onto his side, facing me, "I...I like someone else. And she was cheating."
"Oh." I say again.
We sit in silence. Me staring at the ceiling and Jared staring at me. He suddenly sits up and stares down at me. "Gerard," He says softly. I sit up next to him, looking into his gray eyes, noticing the green specks showing through them. He takes his beanie off and looks down, chewing on his lip ring.
"Gerard," He says again, looking up at me for a split second, "I have something to tell you."
I tense. "Uh yeah. Go ahead, you can tell me anything."
His eyes turn red as a few tears fall from them, "Gerard, sometimes when I think about you, I wonder why you choose to be my best friend." He tries to smile, wiping the tears from his eyes, "Ever since about fourth grade, I started to notice the little things, like, how you kinda talk out of the corner of your mouth. And how you move your hands when you talk and...and...I just started feeling....different. And I realized I liked you way more than a best friend fucking should."
He wipes a few more tears from his eyes, refusing to look at me, "And I felt like a freak. And I didn't understand what the fuck was wrong with me- I still don't. I remember being so confused....and....and I couldn't help but showing little acts of affection. I tried to cover up my feelings by whoring around when we got into eight grade, making me look like, well, a whore."
Im completely confused on what he's trying to say.
He takes a breathe and continues, "Gerard, you're amazing. And...I can't help but stare sometimes. Gerard, I'm in love with you."

Notes

Im sick as fuck and I felt the need to update so this is really short. Sorry. Bye
ま✌❤

Comments

I just reread this for the 6th time and I am in tears

This story is amazing :) keep up the good work.

Lost_Soul Lost_Soul
7/5/16

On chapter 18 when Gerards like, "WHAT THE FUCK!" I instantly thought 'Immaculate misconception motherfucker!' and visualized Chris getting spit on by black paint

FrerardMomma FrerardMomma
6/24/16

THIS IS SO FUNNY OML HAHAH

FrerardMomma FrerardMomma
6/24/16

First fic ive ever read where people have actually tried using people of different skin colors

FrerardMomma FrerardMomma
6/24/16