Vanya's P.O.V

Gerard and I were going back to his place. I lean back in the passenger seat and sigh. Gerard looks over at me and smiles. I smile back. While he looks at the road I study his features. He has a pixie nose, a strong jaw line and the most beautiful hazel eyes I have ever seen. I turn my head away slightly and notice that his arm is red.
"Gee?"
"Yes?"
"What happened to your arm?"
"I fell down the stairs. Don't worry, it's nothing."
I decide to drop the subject for now. We pull into his drive way and he leads me inside his house. I grab is arm and turn it over. I gasp.
"Gerard!"
"V-Vanya...."
"What did you do?!"
"I'm s-sorry...I was just so depressed."
"Gee...promise to never cut yourself ever again....please?"
He doesn't say anything.
"For me?" I plead.
He nods silently and puts his head down. I don't know what came over me but I felt the overwhelming urge to kiss him. To take away all of his pain. So I did. He kissed me back and we just stood there kissing. Gerard suddenly breaks away.
"We should probably move out of the door way." He says sheepishly.
"That would be good."
He takes my hand and leads me to his room. He pushes me onto my back on his bed and continues to kiss me. Almost desperately. I run my hands through his hair and he looks into my eyes.
"Vanya, I love you." He whispers.
I look into his eyes and think to myself, how can someone so beautiful be in so much pain?