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Gerards POV:
Even though me and Frank would spend all night texting and all day calling each other and all week of school meeting up after class to talk I was able to find some little time to my self. Its not like I don't like Frank, I do! Its that I sometimes need some time to be by my self.
During free period I told Frank that I had to go to the nurse because I wasn't feeling well. He nodded in understanding and gave me a sweet smile as he walked away. I let out a sigh and ran to the nurse. LynZ seemed to be spending all her free periods in there. Even though she is my ex I still care for her like a sister.
I walked down to the nurse and walked into the waiting area slowly and quietly. I heard the nurse talking to LynZ.
"... Are you sure its the stomach bug?" I heard the nurse ask LynZ. Her voice dripping with concern.
I hear her mumble a yes then the all to familiar sound of vomit hitting toilet water. I cringe and hold on to my stomach.
"Yes..." She throws up again.
"Okay sweetie. I'm going to call your mother," I hear the nurse walk out the back door to call her mom. I slowly walk into the bathroom and push open the stall. LynZ is leaning down vomiting.
I trip and hit the stall door. She quickly cleans to vomit on her chin and turns around to face me.
"What do you want?" She asks softly.
"I wanted to see why you always come down to the nurse.... are you okay? You... were..." I say. unsure of how I should say it.
"Vomiting..." She says looking down at the floor in shame.
"Yeah,"
"What ever! Yeah you saw my vomiting! What does it mean to you!" She cries and tries to run past me. Before she can I grab her wrist. My hand slides around her wrist. It shouldn't be that skinny.
she notices me starring and pulls her arm away.
"LynZ... Is everything all right?" That seems to set her off. She collapses in my arms crying. I try to sooth her.
"I have been coming her every day to purge. Usually the nurse isn't here. I didn't notice that she was, today. I went to the stall and she found me. I told her that it was the stomach bug." She takes a deep breath, "I'm sorry Gerard. I just wanted to be perfect for you."
I take her hand and lead her into the other room. She told me everything. About how she would cut. Her list that she made. And why she purged. My stomach seemed to flip when I found out that it was all because of me.
"I still love you, Gerard..." She says quietly.
"I love you too LynZ. But not that way. You can still hang out with me and Frank. We can be best friends like we were before we started dating... Only if you want to..." I look up at her and she smiles.
"I would love that," She hugs me and I hug her back.
"Under one condition... No more purging and no more cutting. You also have to start eating again." She nods and I smile at her again. I take her hand and we go out the door.
"Go home and get some rest. I'll call you later," She nods and smiles and I kiss her cheek. She walks to her car. She turns to wave at me one more time and I smile and shoo her off. I can see her laughing as she closes her car door.
Nothing really happened after wards. Frank and I cut last period and drove to his house. It is in the nicer part of town. It had 3 stories and it looked like it came out of those home decoration magazines... But the New Jersey version.
We pulled into his drive way and he smiles at me. I smile back.
"Sweet house," I say laughing.
"Wait till you see the inside," Frank said smirking.
We walked through the front door and I gasped. The hall way was white. Everything was white. It wasn't that shitty kind of white. There were mirrors of different shapes and sizes covering the walls. It was beautiful. There was clear vases with red roses. A beautiful slash of color against the white interior. All the rooms were like that. Everything was white with several splashes of color.
I looked around the house as we made our way up to Franks room. I smiled wishing my house was as nice as this. On our way up I noticed some old horror movie posters and some classic rock bands framed and hung up on the walls.
Frank noticed me looking and smiles.
"My dad hung all these up. My mom didn't like it at first... but then she grew to love it," he smiles and takes my hand hesitantly. I smile a reassuring smile and he gives my hand a small squeeze.
"That's sweet..." I say looking around.
"Well... Here's my room," He opens my door and I smile.
His room was painted black with band posters everywhere. There was a book shelf in the far corner over flowing with different books and movies. There is a TV in his room on a shelf next to the bookshelf. He had pictures of him and his family scattered around the floor. The one think that I noticed the most was an absolutely beautiful guitar sitting in the corner of the room.
"You play?" I ask him motioning to the guitar. He blushes and looks down.
"I guess. I mean I'm not very good..." He blushes even more. I laugh and pick up the guitar and hand it to him.
"Can I hear you play?" I ask giving him the puppy dog eyes. He laughs and swats my arm lightly.
"I wasn't going to say no," we both start laughing. He sits on his bed, rests the guitar against his leg, and starts playing. By the time he finishes my mouth is hanging open.
"See, I'm not that good," he stands up to leave put I pull him back.
"Are you kidding! You are one of the best players I have ever heard. Along with Ray," I take his hand and gently kiss his cheek. He blushes and brushes my hair behind my ears.
He leans his head on my shoulder and I start humming a song that I wrote a while ago. I notices e humming and smiles at me.
"Whatcha humming?" He asks smiling at me.
"Something that I wrote a while ago, its nothing," I smile back.
"Can you sing it for me?" He asks, giving me the puppy dog eyes. I never show any of my work to anyone, ever. Not even Ray or my brother. Let alone actually sing it! But hes just so damn adorable! I roll my eyes at him.
"Fine..." I take a deep breath and start singing.
"Oh, you look so tired
Mouth slack and wide
Ill-housed and ill-advised
Your face is as mean
As your life has been
Crash into my arms
I WANT YOU
You don't agree -
But you don't refuse
I know you..."
I put my head down and wait for his reaction. I don't hear him 'booing' so that must be a good sign...
When I look up he has a kinda funny smile on. Not 'Haha' funny but peculiar funny. The next thing I know Franks lips are on mine. I'm so shocked that I forgot to kiss back. He backs off and takes both of my hands.
"That was.... Amazing!" He says laughing. He gasps and get his guitar.
"sing that again..." He says positions his figures on his guitar. I smile and start singing again. This time with more confidence.
When I start singing Franks starts playing. I smile even wider and continue singing. The strums his guitar in a perfect melody and rhythm. When the song has stopped we both look at each other laughing.
"That was AWESOME!" Frank screams.
"I know!!!" I say laughing and jumping up and down.
"We should start a band."
Even though me and Frank would spend all night texting and all day calling each other and all week of school meeting up after class to talk I was able to find some little time to my self. Its not like I don't like Frank, I do! Its that I sometimes need some time to be by my self.
During free period I told Frank that I had to go to the nurse because I wasn't feeling well. He nodded in understanding and gave me a sweet smile as he walked away. I let out a sigh and ran to the nurse. LynZ seemed to be spending all her free periods in there. Even though she is my ex I still care for her like a sister.
I walked down to the nurse and walked into the waiting area slowly and quietly. I heard the nurse talking to LynZ.
"... Are you sure its the stomach bug?" I heard the nurse ask LynZ. Her voice dripping with concern.
I hear her mumble a yes then the all to familiar sound of vomit hitting toilet water. I cringe and hold on to my stomach.
"Yes..." She throws up again.
"Okay sweetie. I'm going to call your mother," I hear the nurse walk out the back door to call her mom. I slowly walk into the bathroom and push open the stall. LynZ is leaning down vomiting.
I trip and hit the stall door. She quickly cleans to vomit on her chin and turns around to face me.
"What do you want?" She asks softly.
"I wanted to see why you always come down to the nurse.... are you okay? You... were..." I say. unsure of how I should say it.
"Vomiting..." She says looking down at the floor in shame.
"Yeah,"
"What ever! Yeah you saw my vomiting! What does it mean to you!" She cries and tries to run past me. Before she can I grab her wrist. My hand slides around her wrist. It shouldn't be that skinny.
she notices me starring and pulls her arm away.
"LynZ... Is everything all right?" That seems to set her off. She collapses in my arms crying. I try to sooth her.
"I have been coming her every day to purge. Usually the nurse isn't here. I didn't notice that she was, today. I went to the stall and she found me. I told her that it was the stomach bug." She takes a deep breath, "I'm sorry Gerard. I just wanted to be perfect for you."
I take her hand and lead her into the other room. She told me everything. About how she would cut. Her list that she made. And why she purged. My stomach seemed to flip when I found out that it was all because of me.
"I still love you, Gerard..." She says quietly.
"I love you too LynZ. But not that way. You can still hang out with me and Frank. We can be best friends like we were before we started dating... Only if you want to..." I look up at her and she smiles.
"I would love that," She hugs me and I hug her back.
"Under one condition... No more purging and no more cutting. You also have to start eating again." She nods and I smile at her again. I take her hand and we go out the door.
"Go home and get some rest. I'll call you later," She nods and smiles and I kiss her cheek. She walks to her car. She turns to wave at me one more time and I smile and shoo her off. I can see her laughing as she closes her car door.
Nothing really happened after wards. Frank and I cut last period and drove to his house. It is in the nicer part of town. It had 3 stories and it looked like it came out of those home decoration magazines... But the New Jersey version.
We pulled into his drive way and he smiles at me. I smile back.
"Sweet house," I say laughing.
"Wait till you see the inside," Frank said smirking.
We walked through the front door and I gasped. The hall way was white. Everything was white. It wasn't that shitty kind of white. There were mirrors of different shapes and sizes covering the walls. It was beautiful. There was clear vases with red roses. A beautiful slash of color against the white interior. All the rooms were like that. Everything was white with several splashes of color.
I looked around the house as we made our way up to Franks room. I smiled wishing my house was as nice as this. On our way up I noticed some old horror movie posters and some classic rock bands framed and hung up on the walls.
Frank noticed me looking and smiles.
"My dad hung all these up. My mom didn't like it at first... but then she grew to love it," he smiles and takes my hand hesitantly. I smile a reassuring smile and he gives my hand a small squeeze.
"That's sweet..." I say looking around.
"Well... Here's my room," He opens my door and I smile.
His room was painted black with band posters everywhere. There was a book shelf in the far corner over flowing with different books and movies. There is a TV in his room on a shelf next to the bookshelf. He had pictures of him and his family scattered around the floor. The one think that I noticed the most was an absolutely beautiful guitar sitting in the corner of the room.
"You play?" I ask him motioning to the guitar. He blushes and looks down.
"I guess. I mean I'm not very good..." He blushes even more. I laugh and pick up the guitar and hand it to him.
"Can I hear you play?" I ask giving him the puppy dog eyes. He laughs and swats my arm lightly.
"I wasn't going to say no," we both start laughing. He sits on his bed, rests the guitar against his leg, and starts playing. By the time he finishes my mouth is hanging open.
"See, I'm not that good," he stands up to leave put I pull him back.
"Are you kidding! You are one of the best players I have ever heard. Along with Ray," I take his hand and gently kiss his cheek. He blushes and brushes my hair behind my ears.
He leans his head on my shoulder and I start humming a song that I wrote a while ago. I notices e humming and smiles at me.
"Whatcha humming?" He asks smiling at me.
"Something that I wrote a while ago, its nothing," I smile back.
"Can you sing it for me?" He asks, giving me the puppy dog eyes. I never show any of my work to anyone, ever. Not even Ray or my brother. Let alone actually sing it! But hes just so damn adorable! I roll my eyes at him.
"Fine..." I take a deep breath and start singing.
"Oh, you look so tired
Mouth slack and wide
Ill-housed and ill-advised
Your face is as mean
As your life has been
Crash into my arms
I WANT YOU
You don't agree -
But you don't refuse
I know you..."
I put my head down and wait for his reaction. I don't hear him 'booing' so that must be a good sign...
When I look up he has a kinda funny smile on. Not 'Haha' funny but peculiar funny. The next thing I know Franks lips are on mine. I'm so shocked that I forgot to kiss back. He backs off and takes both of my hands.
"That was.... Amazing!" He says laughing. He gasps and get his guitar.
"sing that again..." He says positions his figures on his guitar. I smile and start singing again. This time with more confidence.
When I start singing Franks starts playing. I smile even wider and continue singing. The strums his guitar in a perfect melody and rhythm. When the song has stopped we both look at each other laughing.
"That was AWESOME!" Frank screams.
"I know!!!" I say laughing and jumping up and down.
"We should start a band."
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