The Drums of the City Rain

These past few days with Gerard were amazing. It was a Friday, so I only had about three days left with him. We were taking a walk around the park. It was late, so most of the people were already leaving. Gerard and I walked over to the fountain to look at the sunset.
"It's beautiful," Gerard commented.
"You know, it's funny," I turned to Gerard.
"What's funny?"
"You can see the beauty of some inanimate natural phenomenon, but you can't see the beauty in yourself."
"You think I'm beautiful?" Gerard asked.
"Well, in more ways than one," I explained. "You are a beautiful person."
Gerard sighed. "Well, nobody else seems to think so. God, look at me. I sound just like a little kid."
"Everyone has negative thoughts. It's better to ignore them."
"It's not that easy," Gerard said under his breath.
"It's easy for me to see the beauty in you."
Gerard looked at me and took a deep breath, as if he was going to say something, but stopped. He just looked at me. I returned the stare. We locked eyes, like that morning at the restaurant. We said nothing. All of a sudden, I felt a firm grasp. Gerard was fucking hugging me. He pulled away I stared deeply in his saddened amber eyes. Next thing I know, my face was pulled toward his. I'm not sure who did it. His lips felt soft against mine. My mind was a complete blur. Fireworks exploded in my head and butterflies were let loose in my stomach. I closed my eyes. Gerard pulled away.
"I-I'm sorry! I don't know what happened. God, you're a kid!" Gerard kept spurting out apologies in a flustered bunch, while scolding himself.
I said nothing. I just looked at him, I shook while he trembled. I lay a hand on his shoulder.
"Gerard--,"
Gerard just shook his head and turned away, putting a hand over his mouth.
"Gerard!" I shouted.
He finally looked at me.
"It's okay," I insisted. "I don't care. I am heading to college."
"But your seventeen," he protested.
"I'll be eighteen soon," I persuaded him.
"I'm so sorry, Frank. It was an honest mistake," Gerard continued.
"You don't need to be sorry," I whispered.
"It's just--I really like you and--and--," Gerard took in a deep breath. "But I've barely known you for a week and your seventeen. Seventeen."
"Just a few months," I continued. "In October. That's four months away."
"I know but--,"
I cut him off. "For god's sake, Gerard. It's only a kiss. It's not like it was really a big deal. Please stop worrying."
Gerard took in a shaky breath. "O-okay. I guess you're right."
I smiled at him, and he returned a shaky, smile back.

Notes

Umm... I did a thing and uh. This happened. Sorry. XD