My feet crunched the hazel leaves beneath me, the Autumn chill giving me goosebumps, causing me to pull up my red hood. Poor Grandma Elena was probably bored out of her mind. He took another peek into the basket he was carring. Inside lay paint, charcoal, pencils, paint brushes, and pastels. He was so intrigued with the contents that he squeaked when he ran into something, scratch that, someone. "I'm sorry" I blushed looking down at my feet bashfully. My red hair falling into my eyes. "That's okay. Hey look at me." A boys voice said. I looked up and found myself the slightest bit awestruck at the person before me's looks. He looked smooth, and devilish, he had a mischevious glint inside his green and honey speckled eyes. His skin was pale but had an Itallian undertone to it, really bringing out his eyes. Hit nose was small and feminane and his perfectly arched dark brown eyebrows made him look pretty. His hair was dark brown and just long enough to tuck behind his ears. His smile was blinding and for some reason he was intimadating. He was-that's the thing-Gerard could not put his finger on what he was. "You're pretty." The smaller man purred putting a strand of stray red hair behid Gerard's ear. "They say not to talk to strangers" Gerard sputters out. The Itallian smirks as if what Gerard said was halerious, "Yeah? Hiding from the Big Bad Wolf?" His smirk turning into a full scale grin. This statement causes Gerard to shiver, "N-no. I- Uhm." Gerard tries awkwardly as the boy tried not to laugh at his poor attempt or speaking in propper English. "Your really cute like that, all- helpless" His smile turning preditory. Gerard's chest warmed up in the realization that this creepy, slick, weird, devilishly cute boy was flirting with him. With a big gulp Gerard tried again to make a coherant sentance, "I- uhm" The boy stepped up to Gerard, chest to chest, and kissed Gerard on his cheek in a slow, smooth way. He dragged his lips from Gerard's cheek to his hair and whispers, "Remember Frank. Don't kiss anyone, or have any relationship with anyone until the day I come and see you again." He then pulled back smiled again took off his gold ring and placed it on Gerard's index finger. Then he was gone.

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As days turned to weeks, and weeks to months Gerard couldn't forget about devilish, Itallian, lips on his pale smooth and innocent cheek. His warm, rough breath. Gerard shocked himself by keeping the ring and rejecting all contact. For some reason something inside him screamed for him to listen. His chessed warmed every time Gerard thought of Frank. Gerard walked in the cottage and opened the door to his room. HIs heart fluttered and his stomach was infested with butterflies. Laying on his bed was a necklace, a silver chain with a gold ring stringed through it. Underneath there was a note:



For you, continue with the promise.I'll see you soon.
XO,
Frank.


Gerard's heart swelled. He didn't know anything avout Frank, but as he cllipped the chain around his neck, he knew he was willing to wait.

Notes

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