Vacant heart

(Gerard’s POV)
Did I blush? I thought to myself constantly after he left. No one has made me blush before, but this kid does? I might be getting a crush on him, but I am not sure. I never liked someone. I didn’t even think I was gay.
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(1807)
“Who do you like, Gerard?” Lindsey asks me as she sits on my desk. I looked at her puzzled. I didn’t know how to answer that question. “I am not really interested in anyone.” “Aw! Don’t worry Gerard! You will someday.” After being forced to marry her, I don’t think liking someone will be an option.
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(1810)
After Lindsey turned me into a monster I knew I could never love someone, unless they were a monster themselves. Even if I didn’t love someone at the moment, they would fear me and cry out for someone to save them.
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(1837)
Soon after witnessing the death of my loved ones; I had no heart. I was broken and couldn’t feel any emotion other than hate. Love was a lie to me. Everyone said love was something wonderful, but why is it so bad for me? I never did anything bad in my life and my undead life and I am being punished for it.
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(1982)
Those pathetic humans kept bothering me year after year, that I killed them off every time someone came here. I hoped they would’ve learned their lesson, by hearing how many people were missing. One day a girl came to the manor, all confident. She wasn’t worth my time on how thin she was. She was so annoying, she was blushing to everything! She even flirted with me and was turned on the entire time. I found it disgusting. “Come on baby.” She moans. I wanted to throw up from hearing that. “Please, Molly is a good girl and wants something good in her.” I got sick of her and tackled her to the ground viciously biting her neck. She screamed, crying for someone to save her, but no one was near for miles for high up my manor was on the hill.
I had fun killing this disgusting creature. I went a disposed of her body, before heading back inside to my place. God she was ugly too.
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(Present time)
I was actually feeling something towards him and I couldn’t help but to smile. It made me feel warm and happy? Happy? I smile even wider and sit up on my couch where I was lying. He made me feel something. I need to tell him how I feel. I don’t expect it to go well, but I want him to know. I trip from excitement, trying to run to the door.
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(Frank’s POV)
Gerard told me why he was heartless, and it feels great how I changed him. I made him act like his true self again. I couldn’t help, but smile from that. Fuck am I getting a crush on him? My smile grew bigger by itself telling me yes. I hate being away from him. I need to sneak out and go see him and tell him I how I feel. I jolt up and tried to open my window, forgetting that Ray bolted it shut. I sighed and quietly made my way out of my room to the backyard, passing Ray’s room checking to see if he was knocked out. I smiled and continued to the door. I quietly open it and went outside. I closed it quickly, but quiet, before I ran to his manor. I ran up the hill and heard something fall from the inside. Gerard opens the door and blushes when he looks at me. “F-Frank.” He stutters. He grabs my hand and pulls me inside. “W-What are you doing here?” I blush even more, getting closer to him. “I uh….” Say nervously. He raises his brow, concerned. I sighed before getting on my toes and sealing my lips to his. I didn’t feel him kiss back, so I started to cry pulling away from him. He looked at me with his eyes wide and mouth a bit opened. “I’m sorry.” I cried trying to walk past him to leave, but he catches my arm. He turns me around and leans down to my height and kisses me. I smiled against his lips relieved that he didn’t hate me for that. He pulls away smiling at me. “That was amazing.” I gasp. “That was my first kiss.” He says shyly.
For someone so good looking that couldn’t be possible, but then I remembered how he was. “Mine too.” I say wrapping my arms around his neck. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer so we’re touching chests. He leans down again and kisses me a bit more passionate. For someone who has never kissed anyone, he was a good kisser. I tangle my hands in his hair, pulling it a bit harsh making him moan against my lips, which made me smile. I pulled it again and this time when he moaned I used that advantage to slip my tongue in his mouth. I cut my tongue against his sharp teeth making blood come out. He licked it up and I moaned a bit. I pulled away to catch the breath he didn’t need to get, as he leaned against my forehead smiling at me. “Are you sure this was your first kiss? You seem like you have made out with someone before.” He says a bit hurt. “I can say the same for you, Gerard.” I say pecking his lips. He chuckles and hugs me.

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