Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > ||*||The.Sharpest.Lives||*||A.Gerard.Way.Story
We stopped talking in time to watch 'Texas Chainsaw Massacre' on the Horror Channel. I loved horror films, how they always have a cliche ending. Especially the ones from years ago, with the crap graphics and the fakest acting.
I watched half of the film when my eyes started to close. I decided I'd close them for a minute and then carry on watching the film.
Gerard's P.O.V
I watched in excitment as the girl ran to all the exits in the school trying to escape her fate. As the guy drew closer, the camera moving as him, my head kind of moved inwards to the television. The guy digs the chainsaw into her when something landed on my shoulder making me jump. I thought it was Luka just being silly, but when I turned to see what she was doing her head was lightly placed on my shoulder and her eyes were closed.
I wasn't really sure what to do. So I did what any other single man would do, put my arm around her shoulders and rested my head on the top of hers. The film finished and I really didn't want to move incase I disturbed her slumber. So I sat and waited until I had fallen asleep myself.
Luka's P.O.V
My eyes opened and I felt so warm and comfortable. I looked up and saw Gerard, his head back against the sofa and his mouth open. I thought it sweet. His arm was around my shoulders. I felt happy here, happy and safe. My head decided to lean against his chest and listen to his heart beat. Then my eyes snapped back open. Andrew. Did he wake up? Has he found out I'm gone? I sat up waking Gerard in the process. "Um-I have to go back upstairs now." I said in a hurry.
I gathered my slippers and slipped them onto each foot. "Why the rush?" "I'm cooking dinner tonight." Okay, that wasn't a total lie. I waved bye and left him confused on his sofa. Ran back up the stairs and took my key out of my pocket unlocking the door. I slowly opened it, finding Andrew still asleep on the sofa.
I decided to make that a day and went into the bedroom. Got undressed and laid my head down in my bed. I looked at the curtains, no light was beaming in signalling it was getting dark. I closed my eyes and fell back to sleep. It was kind of cold without Gerard hugging me close to him. Wait.
My eyes shot open, did I like him? Why am I thinking stuff like that? Why can't I get his smiling face out of my head? I closed my eyes again, the questions still circling.
*My eyes opened and I felt someones arm around me. I smiled thinking it was Andrew and turned around. It wasn't Andrew. It was Gerard. I was shocked, how did he get here? He was mouthing something to me, but I couldn't quite catch it. "What?" He stroked my face.
"You're going to kill me." He said in a rather harsh wisper. I was so confused, why did he say that?
"I don't get it Gerard, I'd never hurt you." I blinked, and when my eyes opened, his smile had been replaced with a grin. To be honest I prefured the shy and gentle Gerard.
As I started to pay more and more attention to him, I noticed blood trickling down his forehead. His hands were as cold as death itself. "Gerard, you're bleeding." I went to touch his wound but I hesitated and pulled my hand back. "Go ahead." He wispered while gently grabbing my hand, he pulled it towards his head. As soon as my fingers touched the red marks, it didn't feel weird at all. The blood had dried against his skin, he let go of my hand as I brushed my fingers through his hair. I jumped and pulled my hand back, just on the top of his head, there was a huge dent.
I burried my head into the pillow. "Go away!" I shouted over and over, I didn't want to look up, I knew he was still there. The bed moved as he got closer to me, I felt his nose on my cheek, but he wasn't breathing. He laughed.*
I thrashed about in my bed, and bolted upright. My heart felt like it was going to pop right out of my chest. I looked to the side of me, no one was there. I gave out a sigh of relief and dropped myself back onto my back. The bed was soaked with cold sweat, my skin was shiney and my body was hot. I couldn't help but cry at the dream I just had.
Somehow I managed to drift back into a thankfully, dreamless sleep.
I watched half of the film when my eyes started to close. I decided I'd close them for a minute and then carry on watching the film.
Gerard's P.O.V
I watched in excitment as the girl ran to all the exits in the school trying to escape her fate. As the guy drew closer, the camera moving as him, my head kind of moved inwards to the television. The guy digs the chainsaw into her when something landed on my shoulder making me jump. I thought it was Luka just being silly, but when I turned to see what she was doing her head was lightly placed on my shoulder and her eyes were closed.
I wasn't really sure what to do. So I did what any other single man would do, put my arm around her shoulders and rested my head on the top of hers. The film finished and I really didn't want to move incase I disturbed her slumber. So I sat and waited until I had fallen asleep myself.
Luka's P.O.V
My eyes opened and I felt so warm and comfortable. I looked up and saw Gerard, his head back against the sofa and his mouth open. I thought it sweet. His arm was around my shoulders. I felt happy here, happy and safe. My head decided to lean against his chest and listen to his heart beat. Then my eyes snapped back open. Andrew. Did he wake up? Has he found out I'm gone? I sat up waking Gerard in the process. "Um-I have to go back upstairs now." I said in a hurry.
I gathered my slippers and slipped them onto each foot. "Why the rush?" "I'm cooking dinner tonight." Okay, that wasn't a total lie. I waved bye and left him confused on his sofa. Ran back up the stairs and took my key out of my pocket unlocking the door. I slowly opened it, finding Andrew still asleep on the sofa.
I decided to make that a day and went into the bedroom. Got undressed and laid my head down in my bed. I looked at the curtains, no light was beaming in signalling it was getting dark. I closed my eyes and fell back to sleep. It was kind of cold without Gerard hugging me close to him. Wait.
My eyes shot open, did I like him? Why am I thinking stuff like that? Why can't I get his smiling face out of my head? I closed my eyes again, the questions still circling.
*My eyes opened and I felt someones arm around me. I smiled thinking it was Andrew and turned around. It wasn't Andrew. It was Gerard. I was shocked, how did he get here? He was mouthing something to me, but I couldn't quite catch it. "What?" He stroked my face.
"You're going to kill me." He said in a rather harsh wisper. I was so confused, why did he say that?
"I don't get it Gerard, I'd never hurt you." I blinked, and when my eyes opened, his smile had been replaced with a grin. To be honest I prefured the shy and gentle Gerard.
As I started to pay more and more attention to him, I noticed blood trickling down his forehead. His hands were as cold as death itself. "Gerard, you're bleeding." I went to touch his wound but I hesitated and pulled my hand back. "Go ahead." He wispered while gently grabbing my hand, he pulled it towards his head. As soon as my fingers touched the red marks, it didn't feel weird at all. The blood had dried against his skin, he let go of my hand as I brushed my fingers through his hair. I jumped and pulled my hand back, just on the top of his head, there was a huge dent.
I burried my head into the pillow. "Go away!" I shouted over and over, I didn't want to look up, I knew he was still there. The bed moved as he got closer to me, I felt his nose on my cheek, but he wasn't breathing. He laughed.*
I thrashed about in my bed, and bolted upright. My heart felt like it was going to pop right out of my chest. I looked to the side of me, no one was there. I gave out a sigh of relief and dropped myself back onto my back. The bed was soaked with cold sweat, my skin was shiney and my body was hot. I couldn't help but cry at the dream I just had.
Somehow I managed to drift back into a thankfully, dreamless sleep.
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