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I’d come home at dinner because Gerard still hadn’t turned up for work, this wasn’t like him. He loved to be in the studio, he loved to be creating and he hated it when anyone was late because they were “delaying the process”. At first there was no sign of him and then he walked out of my bedroom in his boxers, I stared at him waiting for an explanation but he didn’t seem to notice me until I clicked the kettle on. I don’t know what was wrong with him but he was in a weird mood and this time it wasn’t because of me. “You going to tell me why your sleeping in my room?” I handed him a cup of coffee sitting at the kitchen table with him, he drank slowly managing to continue smiling while doing so.
“Well erm” and then it clicked, god I was so stupid.
“Brooke by any chance?” he nodded smiling even more if his smile got any bigger I think his face would crack.
“I woke up and she was stood there .. Just stood smiling and she looked so pretty” he sounded like a love sick school girl, it was taking all my effort not to pull gagging faces. “She said she needed me and then she kissed me and it was … it was magical” he blushed slowly and drank some more of his coffee obviously realising how feminine he had sounded.
“So you kissed?” there was a slight laugh in my voice which I tried to hide with a cough but it didn’t hide it very well because Gerard’s eyes had narrowed into a glare.
“Yes .. A lot. And then well .. She started undoing her dress and I figured girls don’t want to do it on the couch so I pulled her into your room” I was going to have to buy new sheets I could see it coming. “And well .. One thing lead to another”
“Ah ah ahh there is no way your not giving me the details. Two years we’ve waited for this” I laughed and Gerard smiled slowly.
“You’ll say I’m being cheesy”
“I wont I promise but if you get all ’it felt like fireworks were going off in my mind’ I will laugh a little” Gerard blushed and hid his face behind his coffee cup. I knew him to well.
“Fine” he put on a fake manly voice which made it even harder not to laugh “I grabbed her arse and pushed her up against your desk and made her scream for me” we started laughing which felt so good to hear. We hadn’t laughed in so long, he’d been so miserable lately.
“You dirty dog and I always thought you were the romantic type, you know wining and dining” Gerard smiled and shook his head slowly.
“It wasn’t really like that .. It was .. Perfect you know? Everything fitted and moved perfectly. Our kisses led to more kisses and when I wasn’t kissing her, I was kissing down her neck and shoulders. It just felt right. I haven’t been like that with anyone since Tammy and I never thought that I’d enjoy it again. I was always scared that ..” he cut off and looked down into his cup.
“You were scared of what?” I said gently, hoping he’d tell me his worries so I could help fix them.
“I was scared that when I do finally .. Get into that sort of position .. That the little guy wouldn’t want to come out to play” he mumbled slowly wiping the smile off my face.
“Oh” I nodded slowly
“But Brooke made it so easy, she was so understanding” I felt a lump in my throat as I swallowed a mouthful of coffee. If only he knew. If only he knew that this amazing girl who was so understanding was only this way because I was making her. If only he knew that the real reason Brooke had been stood outside my flat all night was because I’d made her want him so much she couldn’t sleep until she had him. If only he knew all of this was fake and I was a vampire controlling his whole surroundings.

GERARD’S POINT OF VIEW

Frank had left after our little chat over coffee, he said he would tell the guys I was sick so I wouldn’t be in today. The real reason I didn’t want to go in was because Brooke was currently lay in Franks bed in my t-shirt waiting for me. I walked in slowly holding a cup of coffee to find her looking around the room looking completely lost. “Hey you” I smiled slowly placing the cup down at the side of her sitting on the edge of the bed next to her “you ok?” she stared at me, her eyes inspecting every inch of my face.
“Who .. Who are you?” she whispered slowly, making a frown appear on my face “What am I doing here?” I could hear the panic in her voice, she wasn’t joking.
“Brooke, Brooke it’s ok” I said placing my hand gently on her face but she flinched away.
“Don’t touch me” she jumped up and grabbed her clothes “whatever we did last night was a drunken mistake”
“But you didn’t stop the night .. You came around this morning” I stood up trying to reason with her, make her see sense but she seriously didn’t seem to remember the last three hours. “We just had sex .. It was perfect” I said staring into her eyes holding her hips hoping to see a glisten that would tell me this is some kind of stupid joke but there was nothing. “We cuddled up, I was stroking your hair and you was telling me about your life” there was still nothing, she just stood still staring back looking scared. “You live with Lucy? Your best friends? You do everything together? You work in an office that decides what new books get published and you love it? How could I know all this if what I’m saying isn’t true?”
“I don’t know, date rapes a magical thing” she snapped pulling away from me, sliding her black heels back on.
“I didn’t rape you” I could hear my voice cracking and tears stung my eyes. This wasn’t happening. A few minutes ago I’d been on top of the world now it was falling apart around me.
“Well I obviously didn’t want this” she grabbed her bag and stormed out but I couldn’t let her go like this. I ran after her, still in my bright blue boxers and grabbed her wrist softly, pulling her back to me.
“Please listen to me” I was nearly in tears, I can’t believe she was accusing me of rape “you did want this, you came here to me. It got very .. Passionate, we were propped up against a desk?” she tugged her arm free with pure disgust on her face that turned my blood cold.
“Look, you’re a creep. I don’t even know your name. Just leave me alone!” And with that she ran down the stairs leaving me stood in the hallway feeling very dirty and very alone.