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"Hm?" Gerard raised an eyebrow at me.
"Your mom. I like her. She seems really nice."
Gerard chuckled, nodding a little. "Yeah, she'd pretty cool. Some of the stuff I do would kill her though."
"Like what we just did?"
"Yeah. That and the smoking."
I nodded. "Same with my mom. I love her to pieces, but there's only so much I can avoid."
"Mm." Gerard nodded, seeming distracted.
"You okay?" I asked, frowning a bit.
"Huh? Oh, I'm fine." Gerard shook his head and gave me what I knew was a fake smile, no matter how convincing it looked.
"Gee..." I sighed, resting my head against his chest. "I know you aren't. What's on your mind?"
He looked down, biting his lip.
"Come on, spit it out." I took his hand gently, kissing his cheek. He glanced at me.
"Well... um..." He sighed again. "I dunno exactly. There's just... something about you. Something that's different. I can't put my finger on it."
I blushed, looking down at our hands shyly. "Well there certainly is something different. I'm a guy." I giggled softly. He rolled his eyes.
"No shit, Sherlock. You know what I mean."
"I know." I smiled. I closed my eyes, snuggling into him. Without thinking a few more words spilled from my mouth.
"I love you."
"Your mom. I like her. She seems really nice."
Gerard chuckled, nodding a little. "Yeah, she'd pretty cool. Some of the stuff I do would kill her though."
"Like what we just did?"
"Yeah. That and the smoking."
I nodded. "Same with my mom. I love her to pieces, but there's only so much I can avoid."
"Mm." Gerard nodded, seeming distracted.
"You okay?" I asked, frowning a bit.
"Huh? Oh, I'm fine." Gerard shook his head and gave me what I knew was a fake smile, no matter how convincing it looked.
"Gee..." I sighed, resting my head against his chest. "I know you aren't. What's on your mind?"
He looked down, biting his lip.
"Come on, spit it out." I took his hand gently, kissing his cheek. He glanced at me.
"Well... um..." He sighed again. "I dunno exactly. There's just... something about you. Something that's different. I can't put my finger on it."
I blushed, looking down at our hands shyly. "Well there certainly is something different. I'm a guy." I giggled softly. He rolled his eyes.
"No shit, Sherlock. You know what I mean."
"I know." I smiled. I closed my eyes, snuggling into him. Without thinking a few more words spilled from my mouth.
"I love you."
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