The breeze flowed heavily as I walked away from Gerard, causing leaves to fall by my feet.
Taking a deep, shaky breath, I clenched my fists.
I don’t know who I’m angry at right now, myself or Gerard, but I do know that I’m angry at someone.
“FRANK!” Gerard yelled at the top of his lungs after me.
I bit my lip and looked over my shoulder at him; he was standing in the path at least ten meters away from me with his fists clenched like I had mine, but he was shaking.
“I’m not going to apologise to you for having these feelings for you because that apology would be fake and artificial..” He began.
“No, Frank. I’m speaking.” He cut me off. “Do you remeber back when we first met and you asked me what it felt like to be in love and I didn’t have an answer?”
I gave a dry nod in reply.
“Well, being in love is when your feelings for someone are so real, it begins to hurt you to be around the person. You feel angry, confused and sad all at the same time because your body just isn’t ready for these stupid access emotions.” He then quietly said, “I love you, Frank..”
I felt my lip begin to tremble and my tight hands loosen as my view dropped to the ground.
I had waited to hear those four words from someone – anyone for so long. I mean, sure he implied it before, but he didn’t say it outright. I never really thought that it would actually be because someone was in love with me, though. And, now that I’ve finally heard them, and seen them slip out of another human beings mouth directed exactly at me, it just hurts.
I could feel hot tears streaming down my face and I watched as they stained the front of my hoodie; leaving long wet trails running down it that anyone would be able to see from a mile away.
“Frank..” Gerard said quietly.
I just cried and cried, ignoring him.
“Frank..” He repeated. “Please..”
My crying got heavier and louder and I felt like dropping to my knees, but, just as my legs gave way, Gerard’s body collided with mine and his arms wrapped tightly around me; squeezing almost all of the air and tears out of me with the force of his affection. We stumbled back a few steps because he had hit me like a rock with his hug and there was just no way I could remain standing on the spot, but Gerard prevented us from falling over.
He squeezed me and I cried into the grey scarf that was wrapped loosely around his pale neck.
“Don’t cry..” He whispered. “Please, please, don’t cry..”
“Why shouldn’t I?” I cried, squeezing onto the front of his jacket.
“Because all of your tear drops are precious.” He whispered, stoking the back of my head and holding me closer. “And you shouldn’t be wasting them on me.”
That, of course, just made my crying even heavier.
“STOP!” Gerard cried, his tear drops now streamed from his face and onto me.
“I rejected you, So why am I crying so much!?” I cried, lightly hitting his chest.
“Because you love me too..” Gerard whispered. "And they say that true love hurts.."
"That would explain why I tried to kill myself.." I whispered.
That statement just made Gerard squeeze onto me even tighter.
“You know..” He sniffled, obviously crying like I was, “For once in my life, I met someone who I loved and cared for. And he actually appreciated me. I would give everything for him, I would do anything for him. But, one thing I forgot to do is to ask if he wanted me too..”
I looked up at his face but didn’t reply.
Hesitantly, Gerard cupped my face in his hands and whispered, “It’s not your fault your depressed. Ok? Nothing is your fault.”
“But it is..” I cried, looking down.
Gerard then removed his hands from my face and grabbed my hands, bringing them to his mouth and lightly kissing my fingers while shaking his head. “I didn’t mean it.. I was angry. If I hadn’t been angry I wouldn’t have said such a disgusting and cruel things..” He then kissed my bandaged wrists ever so lightly. “I’m so, so sorry..”
“It’s ok..” I whispered.”
Gerard then brought his face back to mine, placing his hand on my cheek. He whispered, “I might kiss you..”
“Yeah.. But, if I do, promise not to get mad or freak out?”
“I can try..” I whispered, swallowing hard and staring at his lips, “But I might be bad at it..”
“I.. I don’t think that’s possible..” He mumbled with a small frown. “B-But it’s worth a try.. isn’t it?”
With that, Gerard looked me in the eyes, standing taller than me so I felt small when I had to look up to his. He leaned in a little bit as if he was seeking my approval this time, I leaned in a little more, not taking control, but showing him he had my approval.
Gerard’s lips then caught on mine. Soft. Warm. Loving.
He must have caught on that I had no idea what I was doing because I swear I could feel him smirking slightly into the kiss as he grabbed my arms and wrapped them loosely around his neck before placing his hands on my hips.
Gradually, the kiss deepened. But eventually we had to part.
“Gerard..” I whispered, staring at his lips.
“Yeah?” He said, holding me close again and placing his hand on the back of my head.
“I’m glad I met you..”
The End. :3 I think..