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Though I probably would never admit this to him, one of my favorite things is to wake up in Gerard's arms. He didn't know, or care for that matter, that it was me that he was holding, I was just something to hold onto. I didn't mind. It was the one thing that made me feel loved. The one thing that could somehow help me convince myself that he didn't hate me. I savor the moments that he's asleep. How his beautiful pale arms wrap around me, his rhythmic breathing soothing me. I love him. He doesn't know, nor would he care because he loves Lyn Z. I don't care anymore. I know she may have his heart, but she will never have the amazing embrace that I wake to. I love it when he holds me.


A/N: Lame drabble I wrote a while back, I was gonna write a whole story off of it but idk. Maybe. If anyone wants me to that is. -Brittany