The walk home. Mild language
So we had just left school and we walked in comfortable silence for a while. Only the sounds of leaves rustling and the occasional car driving past could be heard. I was in my own world doing two things, fangirling about walking with your father and arguing with the little people in my brain who were insisting that he had a thing for me but I still stayed unconvinced…even though the people in my head were me… Anyway I was walking, looking up at the clear April sky and occasionally sneaking a look at your father from the corner of my eye until he gave me a heart attack by breaking the silence very unexpectedly…
“So have you lived here all your life? I don’t remember you from middle school” My head snaps up to Gerard in shock at the abrupt question but I sigh with relief when I realise I had stopped arguing with myself quick enough to hear him. He looks back at me with a worried look.
Oh shit, did I just sigh out loud?
“Oh sorry for being intrusive, is it a touchy subject? Its ok you don’t have to tell me,” Gerard says quickly, looking guilty
Yes, apparently so.
After slapping myself (mentally this time), I start to answer him but not without tripping over my own words
“Oh shit no sorry I was off in my own world, it’s fine, I’m just glad that…doesn’t matter,” I babble with a ‘forgive me’ look on my face
Well done Caitlin, way to make yourself look cool
Gerard’s face lights up with amusement “Caitlin, calm down, it’s ok to get lost sometimes” He giggles softly. Oh that giggle. “So do I need to ask again or…?”
“Ask what? Oh yeah, no I moved here during the summer vacation before high school started” I answer, catching up to my thoughts
“Oh cool, where’d you move from?” Gerard asks
“Knoxville, Tennessee” I add, a proud smile “Wait, didn’t you notice the accent?” I tease
“I thought there was something different about how you spoke!” He practically shouts “I couldn’t put my finger on it, Tennessee, how did I not get that?” He adds, facepalming gently
I giggle “My accent isn’t that strong, I only moved to Tennessee when I was three when my dad was transferred from California”
“That makes me feel a bit better” He says matter-of-factly “So is that why you moved here?”
“Yeah but I’m not going to lie I was quite scared"
"Really? Why?" Gerard questions
"With all the crime I heard about in New Jersey I didn’t want to move here, I thought I’d get killed but it actually hasn’t been too bad as far as staying alive goes"
"Oh yeah, I suppose it can be quite bad sometimes" He says looking thoughtful "I'm just used to it I guess with being here my whole life but my mom is still quite nervous about letting me and my brother out alone"
"I don't think she needs to worry about that, you look like the kind of guy who can look after himself" I say casually before looking away as my eyes widen, did I seriously just say that?
Oh yeah, sorry about that, I just wanted to spice things up a bit
Well thanks a lot...NOT
"Ha thanks but I'm not actually that strong, I guess it's good leaving the house with my brother because he's always hyper, he'd probably just scare the attacker away to be honest" He answers casually
We continued walking and talking the whole way home. We spoke about our past, interests, anything and in that 25 minutes, I started to feel closer to your father than I ever had before but of course that just fuelled the little sh-, I mean people, in my brain to like him more but I was determined to not let the feelings take over so I could at least keep him as a friend for the rest of my life. As we got nearer to my house though, it became clear that I may not have to hide my feelings for long…
We are so close to my house but I don’t want to go, I want to stay with Gerard a while longer. He’s probably just going to go home, forget about me over the weekend and things will go back to normal on Monday, only talking occasionally when we pass in the halls or if we’re in the same class, or worse, he won’t speak to me at all, oh god-
You are so pathetic, you sound like such a little whiny man child
You heard me, man child, you need to stop complaining and make yourself UNforgetable
Damn, I think you’re right
What can I say? I’m full of great ideas
“Um Caitlin? Are you okay? You kind of zoned out there...again” Gerard says smirking and poking my shoulder slightly
“What? Oh yeah, I’m fine, sorry”
Gerard laughs “It’s fine, I was just saying that me and my friends are meeting at the lake tomorrow and I was wondering if you wanted to join us?”
Keep calm, just answer the question
“Sounds great” I answer
Congratulations, you just answered him like a normal person
I know right!
“Great, we'll be at the lake around 12 so come whenever”
“Okay, I'll see you then” I say, unable to stop a smile from creeping onto my face. With that, Gerard walks away after turning and giving me a small wave goodbye. Tomorrow with Gerard. Oh my god.