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My eyes fluttered open and I was momentarily confused. I looked down and realized that I had just woken up on Gerard's chest with his arm around my waist. I looked up at his face, he was still sleeping. His eyes were closed and his mouth was slightly parted, he looked so peaceful, yet I could still see the hint of sadness in his expression. It broke my heart, but even in his sleep he still looked absolutely stunning. Memories from last night filled my mind and I couldn't help but smile. After I had asked Gerard to stay, we returned to the couch and watched another movie, we then shut the TV off and just talked to each other. He spoke about the band and his singing career, his interests in drawing and writing his own comic book one day, what high school was like for him and the boys, and he brought up his grandma and everything she had taught Mikey and him. It as so nice to hear him open up to me, especially since he was always so quiet. When we grew tired he put his arms around me and softly sang me his favorite songs until we both fell asleep on the couch. I could listen to that boys voice forever. It was the perfect end to a perfect night.
I slowly and quietly slid off the couch careful not to wake Gerard. I headed for the kitchen to make coffee for the both of us. I suddenly got flashbacks to the morning before when Gerard and I were arguing. The boy sure was confusing. One moment he is this sweet, caring, compassionate funny guy, the next he's the biggest dickhead in the fucking tri state county. Regardless of his actions I knew I was starting to develop strong feelings for him, and that thought scared me. I've never really had feeling for anyone, Well, except for this boy Jimmy in the sixth grade, but then I saw him kiss this girl Caroline by the gym lockers and that crush flew right out the window. So I always just had myself. That's why my feeling scare me. I don't know how to care for somebody else, especially someone who has mental and emotional problems like myself. And I also know for a fact Gerard would never feel the same way about me, I would just end up getting hurt. So I decided I was just going to push these feeling away and continuously tell myself Gerard is a friend who needs my help and nothing more. I had to forget about what I felt.
"Good morning." I turned around to see the beautiful boy with the groggy morning voice who just interrupted my thoughts. Seeing him made my breath get caught in my throat. His black hair was extra messy and his clothes were all askew, he was rubbing his eyes awake. Fuck, so much for pushing my feelings aside. I was just about ready to pounce on him and rip his clothes off. I quickly tried to shake the dirty thoughts from my mind.
"Good morning sunshine." I responded while averting my eyes from him before I lost all control of my actions. "I made coffee, you want some?" I was in the process of pouring my own cup.
"Of course, the smell woke me up." He said while sitting at one of the kitchen stools. I poured him a cup and handed it to him. He took a sip and moaned into his mug which made me quiver. Holy shit, I really need to pull myself together before I loose control and give Gerard something a little hotter than morning coffee. "That's good." He mumbled and took another gulp.
"You hungry? I can make breakfast." He looked up at me with a surprised look.
"You can cook?" I laughed at his reaction.
"A little bit, I'm not a five star gourmet chef but I sure can make a killer pancake." I responded while reaching for some of the ingredients I needed. "You like pancakes?"
"I love pancakes." He said with a smile which sent shivers down my spine. "Wow, pancakes on a Saturday morning, I feel like a kid again." He responded with a chuckle as he refilled our coffee mugs. I smiled at his remark because I used to eat pancakes on the weekends too. My dad used to make them for me and my mom. It was his recipe I was using.
"Me too." I responded while replaying the memory in my head. He must have heard the tone in my voice and realized what he had said.
"Shit, I'm sorry." He said softly. His apology made my heart melt.
"Don't be sorry, it's a happy memory." I responded with a small smile while placing three pancakes on a plate and handed them to him. "You like syrup?" I wanted to change the subject.
He took the plate and just stared at me for a moment. "Thank you, and please." I handed him the maple syrup and made my own plate. We sat and ate in silence for most of the time. He was the one to speak first. "These are fucking amazing." He said and stuffed another piece into his mouth.
"Thank you." I responded with a small smile. I looked at him and watched him eat his pancakes. He was so fucking beautiful, inside and out. I felt my insides flutter again. With the way I was feeling for him right now, I sure was in a lot of trouble.
I'm Back! Sorry this is such a short shitty chapter. I have been so crazy busy lately that I haven't been able to write as much as I would like to. But after all this time I really wanted to post something and update! So, I just quickly wrote this little filler chapter. hope you enjoy!
I slowly and quietly slid off the couch careful not to wake Gerard. I headed for the kitchen to make coffee for the both of us. I suddenly got flashbacks to the morning before when Gerard and I were arguing. The boy sure was confusing. One moment he is this sweet, caring, compassionate funny guy, the next he's the biggest dickhead in the fucking tri state county. Regardless of his actions I knew I was starting to develop strong feelings for him, and that thought scared me. I've never really had feeling for anyone, Well, except for this boy Jimmy in the sixth grade, but then I saw him kiss this girl Caroline by the gym lockers and that crush flew right out the window. So I always just had myself. That's why my feeling scare me. I don't know how to care for somebody else, especially someone who has mental and emotional problems like myself. And I also know for a fact Gerard would never feel the same way about me, I would just end up getting hurt. So I decided I was just going to push these feeling away and continuously tell myself Gerard is a friend who needs my help and nothing more. I had to forget about what I felt.
"Good morning." I turned around to see the beautiful boy with the groggy morning voice who just interrupted my thoughts. Seeing him made my breath get caught in my throat. His black hair was extra messy and his clothes were all askew, he was rubbing his eyes awake. Fuck, so much for pushing my feelings aside. I was just about ready to pounce on him and rip his clothes off. I quickly tried to shake the dirty thoughts from my mind.
"Good morning sunshine." I responded while averting my eyes from him before I lost all control of my actions. "I made coffee, you want some?" I was in the process of pouring my own cup.
"Of course, the smell woke me up." He said while sitting at one of the kitchen stools. I poured him a cup and handed it to him. He took a sip and moaned into his mug which made me quiver. Holy shit, I really need to pull myself together before I loose control and give Gerard something a little hotter than morning coffee. "That's good." He mumbled and took another gulp.
"You hungry? I can make breakfast." He looked up at me with a surprised look.
"You can cook?" I laughed at his reaction.
"A little bit, I'm not a five star gourmet chef but I sure can make a killer pancake." I responded while reaching for some of the ingredients I needed. "You like pancakes?"
"I love pancakes." He said with a smile which sent shivers down my spine. "Wow, pancakes on a Saturday morning, I feel like a kid again." He responded with a chuckle as he refilled our coffee mugs. I smiled at his remark because I used to eat pancakes on the weekends too. My dad used to make them for me and my mom. It was his recipe I was using.
"Me too." I responded while replaying the memory in my head. He must have heard the tone in my voice and realized what he had said.
"Shit, I'm sorry." He said softly. His apology made my heart melt.
"Don't be sorry, it's a happy memory." I responded with a small smile while placing three pancakes on a plate and handed them to him. "You like syrup?" I wanted to change the subject.
He took the plate and just stared at me for a moment. "Thank you, and please." I handed him the maple syrup and made my own plate. We sat and ate in silence for most of the time. He was the one to speak first. "These are fucking amazing." He said and stuffed another piece into his mouth.
"Thank you." I responded with a small smile. I looked at him and watched him eat his pancakes. He was so fucking beautiful, inside and out. I felt my insides flutter again. With the way I was feeling for him right now, I sure was in a lot of trouble.
I'm Back! Sorry this is such a short shitty chapter. I have been so crazy busy lately that I haven't been able to write as much as I would like to. But after all this time I really wanted to post something and update! So, I just quickly wrote this little filler chapter. hope you enjoy!
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