Please Don't Take This Out On Me

"Frankie?" I looked up at the older boy beside me who was rubbing my arm gently. "Y-yeah?" All was silent for a few minutes before he said "never mind." "O-okay." I bit my lip nervously. What was he going to say??? I hated when people left me hanging like that.
Gerard gently rolled over onto his side and I followed suit so we were both facing each other. I took this opportunity to study his face. His eyes, normally filled with lust, were warm and staring gently into my own. His plump pink lips were slightly parted and I could hear him breathing quietly. His red hair was falling all over his beautiful face and I just wanted to kiss every inch of him I could reach.
"Frankie?" "Y-yeah?" I said quickly; heart racing. "Can I hold you?" Butterflies attacked my stomach and I reminded myself to be calm and not freak out. I nodded and rolled into his arms so he was spooning me from behind. I yawned quietly and felt Gerard rest his chin on my shoulder and gently press his lips to my neck.
I never had a neck kiss before, and it felt really nice. Really really nice. "G-Gee?" I asked hesitantly. "Yeah?" "Th-that feels g-good," I said; feeling embarassed. "You like neck kisses?" "N-never h-had o-one."
At that, Gerard rolled on top of me again and I squeaked nervously and shut my eyes. I didn't know whether I expected him to roll off and appologize or laugh and keep going but neither happened.
Instead I felt something wet press into the palm of my hand and I opened my eyes. Gerard had moved down so I didn't feel as 'attacked' and was gently kissing my hand. "Frankie, can you trust me? I wanna make you feel good." Those words sent shivers down my spine and I nodded. "C-can I k-keep my p-pants o-on?"
"Of course you can," Gerard said softly. "I'm not here to hurt you." I nodded and bit my lip as he moved his lips trailing up over my shirt and up to my collarbones. I flinched as he started to kiss one of them and he moved up to my neck. "Frankie, close your eyes for me, love."
I blushed and did as he said; reaching my hand out to hold his. After a few seconds I could feel his lips on the side of my neck; licking and sucking and biting a bit. I gasped at the new feeling and tilted my head to the side. I could feel Gerard smiling against my neck and he moved to another spot.
After five minutes I could feel my jeans start to tighten and I moaned quietly. I just wanted this gorgeous man to love me and kiss me and touch me and I wouldn't ask for anything else. I just wanted him.
I felt his hand start to trail lower and lower on my body until he started palming me through my jeans. My eyes flew open and I sat up; pushing him away and curling up; starting to sob. "Frankie baby what's wrong?" He tried to comfort me but I just pushed him away. "Frankie?"
I thought I told him the lower area was off limits. I felt betrayed.
"Fine, be like that." And just like that the old Gerard was back.
As soon as I heard the door slam I got up and went over to the mirror to see if my face was all red. And what I saw was much worse. Dark purple lovebites littered all over my neck and made it look like I had gotten chicken pox in just that area.
There was no way Mikey wouldn't notice.

Notes

question of the day; who hates me and who likes me?