Sing It Out

Gerard and I began to grow tired, we retired to his room.
"You can sleep here and I'll take the sofa-"
"Erm, no, you're sleeping with me Geebear." I giggled. I could see him tense up and I laughed.
"No! Not like that, just cuddle."
"Just cuddling? That sounds nice. I don't really know about... The more intermediate stuff..." He blushed hard.
"Awh Gee, I'd so 10/10 would cuddle you."
"I thought the saying was 10/10 would bang?" He asked, rather confused.
"Well, I don't feel comfortable saying sexual stuff and it makes me sound like a fucking peadofile, so I say 10/10 would cuddle. And I would so cuddle the hell out of you" I explained. He just replied with a laugh and agreed to stay with me tonight.

It wasn't even awkward, there was only cuddling and kissing, no more advances. I was so confused about what I actually was, if I like him or just even if I like guys in general. But being here, safe in Gerard's arms, it just felt natural. Nothing was complicated and all my thoughts and worried seemed to disappear. The world continued to move slowly by as I laid there with Gerard, watching the nighttime clouds roll by.
"Frankie?" said a sleepy voice in my hair.
"Yeah?"
"Will you be my boyfriend?" he asked so incredibly honestly.
"Of course I will! I didn't think you were ever going to ask!" I exclaimed, my happiness blossoming. So this is love. It's unbelieveable how doing something, or saying something so humane and simple that can change the way you feel or think about someone. Right now, it felt as if Gerard had finally unlocked my heart and all my love was spilling out continuously, and I liked it.
It's nice to feel loved once in a while.
"I love you Frankie. I always knew there was something different about you."
"And I love you too."
We moved so that every part of our bodies touched, absorbing each others warmth, company and love. I could feel his light and settled breath as he buried his face in my hair, sighing with relief. I began to stroke the side of his leg and I could feel a huge smile as he placed a gentle kiss on the top of my head.

'If I could be with you tonight
I would sing you to sleep
Never let them take the light behind your eyes
One day I'll lose this fight
As we fade in the dark
Just remember you will always burn as bright'

And soon enough, I fell into the most blissful sleep I have ever had.

*Next day*

Coffee ridden breath woke me up and before I could register what was happening, sweet and luscious lips brought me back to life. He pulled away momentarily.
"Morning babe," he said with a wink.
"Oh, morning!" I replied rather lazily.
"Oh my gosh your morning voice is incredible." he laughed. Only then did I realise he was fucking straddling me as he leaned against me. How could I not feel him on me?! I begin to toss and turn but he held me in place.
"Eager to get away are we?" I shook my head and before he could react, I got hold of him and used him to hoist me up and I was soon just inches away from his face. He made a sound of surprise deep in his throat.
"Nah, eager to get closer to your gorgeous face." I pecked him on the cheek and began to unravel myself from the sheets that imprisoned me in a cocoon of warmth. He responded by nuzzling into my neck and wrapping his arms around my waist.
"I don't want you to leave, ever." He said with so much sadness. I have to go soon though, I have to get back to mom and we both need to sort out everything with Ray.
"Baby, I'm going to have to go, I think moms worried sick." And as soon as I think about mom, I immediately rush to my phone and unlock it. Fuck.

Seventeen missed calls

Thirty seven text messages.

All of them each progressively getting harsher and angrier.

I have to leave, I start to stumble around Gerard's room in a hopeless attempt to gather up all my belongings. Gerard looked on at me with worried eyes. I tripped over a piece of clothing, my jacket actually and screamed silently. Anxiety and worry built up inside of me as I felt my throat beginning to turn into a ticking time bomb, seconds away from creating the largest scream or cry I have ever generated. But before the fuse was lit, Gerard came over and hugged me, as if he was a breath of fresh air, extinguishing the fire inside of me. I hugged him back tightly.
"I'll tell her about us, I don't know how she'll react, but I'll text you." I said to him.
"Yeah, I don't think I can walk you home as mom wanted me to do chores, but you don't live too far away. I love you Frankie." He replied. I don't want to leave him in the slightest.
I want it to be a time where everyone knows about our relationship.
I don't want them to all then round and say 'oh, are they really still together?'
If they ask me where I am, I don't want him to say he hasn't seen me in weeks.
I want him to say I'm waiting at home for him.
In such a short space of time, it seemed as if my whole life and my emotions, whatever there is of them has been placed in Gerard's hands. And I didn't mind that one bit. Before I left the house, I ran to Gerard and kissed him, hard. A short gasp left his lips as he kissed back without anymore hesitation.
"Love you Gerard, I'll see you soon."
"Love you too, text me." And with that, I left the house and after just a minute passed, I fucking missed him so much. I wanted to run back to him, hug him and tell him that I would never really leave him. But I had to go home. I had to face my moms wrath.

After just ten minutes, I was at my front door with my bag slung over my shoulder. Before I could open the door, it opened itself just to reveal a very angry mom.
"Where have you been?! I've called the fucking police, but they didn't help! You couldn't have texted me, no? How do you think I feel?!"
"I'm sorry mom, I couldn't find my phone," lie
"and I was just over a friends house," sort of lie
"we all got into a fight at school, well Gerard and Ray, and Gerard's brother and I helped him home. They said I could stay the night." Okay finally I said the truth.
"Oh," she simply said. "Who's this Gerard kid? Haven't heard you talk of him before." She queried. I didn't like her when she was in this mood.
"He's, he's, special. He's just moved her and heskindofmynewboyfriend." I stammered out. She looked at me sharply before opening her mouth.
"He's what?" She asked, but judging by her face, I knew she understood me.
"He's, he's my boyfriend mom." I said with a little bit more confidence.
But the reaction I got was not what I expected at all

Notes

Oooooh cliffhanger bitch. What do you guys think?
Will she accept him or reject him?