Please Don't Take This Out On Me

"Oh honey." Gerard's voice echoed through the room and I sat up; wiping my eyes. "S-stop I c-can't t-take it," I sobbed. "S-stop being mean to m-me. I just want to be with my m-mama." I collapsed back onto the floor and clutched my chest. My heart was physically hurting and my brain felt like it was on fire. I wanted to be with my mother, not in this hell. I didn't want to be with Gerard, or Mikey, or Bob, I just wanted my mother. But she looked so weak... I took one look at her and knew she couldn't take care of herself, let alone me.
"Shh, baby shh." Gerard pressed his lips to my forehead and pulled me into his arms. I was too tired to fight back and I cried into his chest. "It h-hurts," I whimpered; pressing a fist to my chest. "It really h-hurts."
It was then Gerard did the sweetest thing possible. He took my hand and held it to the side, and kissed the spot on my chest where my fist was. "Don't hurt, sweetheart. You're too beautiful."
Gerard traced my jawline with his finger and I exhaled slowly as he leaned in and pecked my cheek. His touch was so soft, and I could feel myself calming down so much as he gripped my hand. He had the most soothing effect on me, and against my better judgement, I was happy he was here right now.
I used my other hand to wrap around his neck and pull his head up to look me in the eyes. His beautiful hazel eyes, which glistened and showed me my small reflection. I felt so vulnerable, looking into his gorgeous orbs. But I knew if I fell, he'd catch me. "You're beautiful," I whispered; moving my lips to kiss up his jawline; wondering where that sudden burst of bravery came from. "Nowhere near as pretty as you," was the answer I got and then I was pinned against the floor.
Gerard straddled my waist and leaned forward to give me a passionate kiss, which I gladly accepted. I was almost all out of love now that I saw the state my mom was in, and just needed more. More of Gerard.
I ran my hands through his hair and pulled him closer to me as he ran his tongue over my bottom lip. I opened my mouth for him and let him have access to all of me. His hands traveled lower and lower down my body and I let him. Tomorrow might be for regrets, but tonight was for memories.
And then both of our shirts were off and he was kissing up my chest and to the base of my throat; whispering seductively to me and causing me to arch up my back and tug at his hair. Tears streamed down my face as the most beautiful man in the world brought his lips to my ear to ask me if I was sure. And I didn't know if I was, but I nodded anyway.

Notes

Soooo, descriptive smut? Minimal smut? No smut at all? hmm,, ,,

Thanks to @insanity for messaging me and asking to update, and I feel like I owe y'all an apology. I have hw in basically every single class and I gotta put work over fanfic, guys I'm so sorry. I'll try to update more often, I really will.
I wasn't sure if people still liked this story tbh.

-Franky