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There's this guy I like so much, I think I even love him. My codename for him is "Stradmore" (yeah, as in the brand of notebook, pathetic, huh?). My feelings for him had grown deeper for the last 3 years, now I could say that I'm insanely into him.
Then this friend talked to me and told me about how people in her class are picking on her. And that Stradmore guy is one of them. She's hurt because they really get to her, they say harsh words and some even backbite her.
And when I heard that from her, my heart just broke into tiny little pieces. He's just not the guy I used to know.
Well, she reasoned to me that maybe he just got involved, but I dunno, I was really hurt because it seemed to me that he has changed in a no-good way. I hate him for that.
So, I really think he's horrible. I mean, well maybe there were those times I've been horrible as well, it's just that…he's a guy and he's picking on a girl. And that girl is my friend. I dunno, I just really snap when people hurt my friends.
I really think he has changed. He has turned into someone I don't know at all. And it hurts me. Really hurts me. :(
I just needed to get that off.
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The fights—yes they come and go, some even remain. And no matter how you say that St. Therese is tightly bonded we are still divided into three cliques; the pro's, the con's, and those who are too happy to care.
But although there are those divisions, there is one thing we all agree at: laughing.
No matter how angry we are at one another, no matter how the tension builds up, when someone cracks a joke and we find it funny, we laugh. And soon one random laugh turns into 42 common laughs.
That's how we bond. It's what kept us together. Our laughs became the "glue" that made us miss and love each other even though at certain times we fight and say we hate each other…deep down, I know that we all love each other.
Aww I miss my classmates :(
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]]>*Amanda's P.O.V*
"Oh, hold on. Could we get some ice cream?" I asked Gerard as we passed by an ice cream parlor. We were walking down the streets and he was carrying three paper bags. It was actually mine but he said he would hold it.
He stopped walking and faced me. "Sure, if that's what you want, baby," he said and we walked inside. Several people looked at us and began whispering, but we ignored it 'cause they were doing it since we stepped out of the house. We sat at a booth on the side.
A waiter approached us and I gave my order, an Oreo sundae. He wasn't speaking so I looked at him. "What do you want?" I asked him. He smiled.
"Oh, nothing. I'm good," he said. I frowned at him a bit and then he seemed to be looking scared. "I mean, a Chocolate cone is enough." The waiter smiled and left us. I secretly did, too. Did I really have that influence over Gerard? He was scared of me, yes… but… he was maybe just scared of losing me. Well that was what I had been thinking of when I was imagining this one. I had even written it. "Gerard was scared of losing her that's why he always aimed to make her happy," was how I'd written it.
"Hey Gee, do you mind if after this we drop by Barnes and Noble first? I just want to check up on Annie," I said to him with a smile.
"It's ok but didn't you say she doesn't work on Sundays?" he asked.
"Yeah… it's Sunday?" I think I have quite forgotten what day and date it was.
"Yeah."
"Ok… well then let's just go home. I'm a bit tired. How about you?" I asked. We had been walking around for about two hours now and my feet terribly hurt.
"I'm ok. I think we should just get a cab home, your feet probably hurts," he said.
"Agree." Soon our orders arrived and I began to eat. As I did I stole a glance at him. He was beginning to lick his cone, God he looked cute. *I never want this to end.* God I think I would die if I wake up tomorrow without him by my side. *Oh God, don't let it happen. I want him. I want him, please let me stay.* I looked away and couldn't help but frown a bit. What if tomorrow I would be back to my own self again? I don't think I could bear it. I wanted to do more here. Going out with him once wasn't enough. I had to stay longer. Yeah I want to stay longer.
"Umm… Mandy?" he broke in. I snapped my thoughts away and looked at him.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"Umm, you have…" He motioned to the side of his lips. "You smeared some."
I grabbed a tissue, quite embarrassed, then wiped my lips with it. "Is it gone?" I asked him. He smiled a bit, God maybe he thought I looked funny, then took the tissue from me and wiped the stain away. God… did I just hear music playing?
"There. It's gone," he said, still smiling, then went back to his cone while I stared at him.
That was when I had realized, this wasn't just the fan-in-love thing. This was true. I was really, totally, crazy in-love with
*Gerard's P.O.V*
She was just staring at me, I couldn't actually read her eyes but I stared at her back. I dunno, I wanted to kiss her but I couldn't possibly do that can I? She would kill me and besides, we were in public. Not that people would mind, we were married anyway. It just had something to do with "privacy".
She finally looked away but I still didn't. She looked so cute while eating her ice cream. If only we were married for real and not only by contract…
"Hey Gee, where's your next show?" she suddenly asked. I snapped out of my thoughts first then cleared my throat before answering.
"
She seemed happy with the idea 'cause she smiled at me and looked quite interested. "Oh, cool. Where do you plan to go and when do you plan to have it if ever?" she asked back. I smiled, too, somehow getting excited. This was probably the first idea of mine she didn't reject nor hated.
"You've told me before…" I was about to tell her where but I figured that it would be best to keep it a surprise. I smiled. "I'm not telling where, but I'm planning to have it maybe after Christmas."
She pouted a bit at me. "Oh, c'mon. Aren't you really gonna tell me?" she asked. She looked so cute and I wanted to give in, but of course I couldn't. Otherwise it wouldn't be a surprise. I leaned forward and touched her chin.
"Nope," was all I said, then I leaned back on my chair and finished my cone happily.
"Fine then. I know you will make me happy anyway," she said, smiling.
I looked into those eyes of her and God, did I ever melt. I've never felt this way before. I don't know why but for the first time in my life, I felt that someone I love was already head-over-heels in-love with me.
*Amanda's P.O.V*
When we went back to the house everyone was napping. So we hurried to our room, not wanting to wake up the others who were probably all too tired.
"Aahh, I'm so tired," I whined as I let myself fall on the bed. I looked at Gerard and scooted over. "You can lay here if you want." He seemed a bit surprised with how I acted. He cleared his throat.
"Umm, I'm ok here," he said as he sat on the edge of the bed. I smiled and sat up.
"Gee, it's ok. You don't have to be so scared anymore," I said, touching his hands. Then I giggled and pulled him down with me. When we touched the bed I stopped giggling. His face was only an inch away from me. He was looking into my eyes and my heart was beating fast. Now that he was not scared anymore, I was the one scared… scared of falling even deeper in-love for him…
"I love you," he said. I couldn't answer, but I actually didn't need to. 'Cause he closed his eyes, automatically making mine close, too, and then I felt his lips touch mine. I get tingles and, I dunno… I felt so happy. I've never felt that way before. His lips were soft and warm. God this was what I've always wanted to do, to kiss
I didn't actually remember how I got there but I was suddenly on top of him. I began to remove his shirt and then he touched my hips and kept his hands there, and by the look on his face I knew he was asking permission. I simply nodded but he still didn't move.
"Are you sure about this, Mandy?" he asked. "I don't want you to hate me tomorrow. I don't want you to hate me ever again and if this is the one thing that will keep us apart, I won't do it."
I smiled then kissed him on the lips. "This is what I want," I whispered. When I looked at him he was already smiling, and so he began to slip me away from my skirt.
*Gerard's P.O.V*
I can't believe she actually agreed to do this with me. I began to take off her skirt, then next her shirt and she was only in her underwear. God she looked beautiful. I kissed her again and while we kissed I began to remove the straps of her bra gently. And then I got on top of her and I pulled her panty down. I stared at the most amazing body I have ever seen. God she was so beautiful. I don't regret marrying her at all and I know I will never do. I kissed her ear and then whispered, "You're everything that I want, you know that?"
I pulled back and saw her smile, and she was about to take my clothes off too when suddenly, someone knocked on our door. I almost yelled out of frustration then I heard Alicia say, "Gerard, it's Brian. He needs to talk to you."
I looked at Amanda and she was frowning. She pulled the sheets up. "Go talk to him, Gerard," she said.
"… I'm sorry," I said as I stood up. I hoped it was important because if it was not, I'd rather die.
"Don't be," she said as I walked out the door. Alicia handed me the phone and she tried to peek in but I immediately closed the door.
"Is everything all right?" she asked me. I shook my head.
"Not anymore. He ruined it," I muttered as I held up the phone to my ear. "Hello?"
"Hey!" Brian greeted cheerfully. "When are you planning to go to your honeymoon?" I consulted Brian before I asked Amanda about the honeymoon, and Brian reminded me of Mandy's wish to be able to see
"I dunno yet, maybe when we're not so busy," I replied.
"How about three days after New Year and then two weeks there?" he asked.
"I dunno yet ok? We'll see about that. Why are you so excited?" I asked, somewhat irritated because of what I have missed.
"Because if you want to, I could already take care of everything," he said.
"Ok, ok. Do what you want. I just want it to be perfect, ok?" I said.
"Ok, ok. Bye bye!" he said. I handed the phone back to Alicia. She was just looking at me as she took it.
"Was it important? He seemed so excited when he was looking for you," she said.
"He's just crazy… please, Alicia, if somebody calls again, can you please tell them to call later? I just need some moments with my wife," I said without thinking. Alicia smiled mischievously at me and I blushed slightly.
"Sure." She walked away and I went back to our room. But just as I did Amanda was getting out.
"Hey, where are you going?" I asked her. She walked past me but still answered.
"I'll go watch TV." I followed her to the living room, quite disappointed. This was all Brian's fault. Yeah this was all his fault.
I sat beside her on the couch as she surfed channels. I saw Alicia out of the corner of my eye enter the kitchen. She was probably laughing at me for not being able to "score" on Amanda just because of a phone call.
"Gerard?" she suddenly said, staring blankly at the TV as I looked at her.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"I'm sorry," she said. I wrinkled my forehead in confusion.
"For what?"
She looked at me with a frown on her face. "For everything bad I have done. I was so rude to you, so mean, and I regret it. I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry 'cause you're so scared of me. I really regret it, I swear. I promise I will not be like how I was anymore. Give me a chance to change, ok?"
I was surprised. I mean… well, I just didn't expect her to say all that. Especially the last part. I mean… well this was sudden. It was so eccentric. I just cannot believe she had said that. But as I looked into her face I realized she was serious and my lips slowly pursed into a smile. Maybe one of these days she would finally say she loves me.
I touched her chin and continued smiling. "It's ok, baby. You know what, even if you stay the same or even if you change, I will still love you and I know I will never ever regret that I married you. And even if you don't love me, even if you will never learn to love me, I will still love you," I said, I knew I sounded like a martyr but that was how I really felt and I wanted to say it out loud.
She smiled back at me then sank on my chest. "Thanks, Gee."
And just like that, I fell even harder for Amanda Louise Anderson, if that was possible.
*Amanda's P.O.V*
Hah, I did it. I actually apologized. And he forgave me. I wonder if he would have forgiven me if I did not say or think that he would forgive me… I mean that… "power"? Or whatever you call it, all I know is, I said to myself, "He'll forgive me, I just have to say sorry." And look, he did.
I inhaled the scent of his body. He smelled like coffee and soap. He smelled great, actually. Suddenly I was turned on again, God he turns me on in almost whatever he does. I began to kiss his chest and he laughed a little. I knew by then that he was thinking what I was thinking.
I moved my lips to his and kissed him ever so lightly. Then I whispered on his ear, "I want you tonight."
*Gerard's P.O.V*
That night the guys decided to leave, and I wasn't sure if they knew about Amanda being in the mood that night. Anyway after they left I closed the main door and smiled at Amanda who was behind me. She was smiling too when I looked at her.
"I remember you telling me earlier that you want to have me tonight?" I asked as I walked towards her.
"I remember what I said was I want you tonight," she said, putting her arms around my neck.
"That doesn't make any difference." I covered my lips with hers and she began pushing me until we reached our room. When we got in I slammed the door shut and pinned her down the bed. Nothing was going to stop me now.
I removed her clothes and afterwards removed mine too, and into every thrust I did she moaned slightly and with pleasure. I loved how she sounded, and I loved the way she was grabbing on to the sheet each time I did my job. When it was her turn I felt like I was in paradise. This was one of the few things I wanted to happen between us, and was I ever so glad it was happening.
When we were done we just lay on our bed, the sheets covering us. I know that men are supposed to be asleep after having sex but I couldn't fall asleep. I just held her in my arms. I didn't want to sleep because I was afraid that when I wake up she'd be rude to me again and she'd hate me. She wasn't asleep too, she was just staring straight ahead.
"I love you, Amanda," I said then kissed her head. "I'm certain of that." She didn't reply. It's not like I actually expected her to say she loves me too, but I was hoping she'd say that. She just snuggled closer to me, and even though I didn't get the answer I wanted, I felt contented. Maybe we were finally getting somewhere now.
After a few minutes, she finally spoke. "Gee, can I have you again tomorrow night and the night after that?" she asked. I smiled and looked at her, she was looking at me innocently and it was so cute. I touched her cheek and pressed her forehead against mine.
"You can have me forever, baby, whenever you want me," I said. "You already have me and you will never lose me no matter what happens. I love you too much to not grant anything you say." After that I kissed her and our tongues automatically responded with each other.
Author's Notes: well… I dunno, I just wanted them to finally "HAVE" each other… but just wait, I'm actually excited to type because I'm waiting for something to happen… guess it will happen in chappy ten or up… haha, well I'll be updating soon. Though I think I'm going to be quite busy cuz of my exams, but I'll really try to update soon. Okay? =] love to all of you! Reviews please…
*Nine months later…*
*Amanda's P.O.V*
I sat up and looked sadly at the empty space beside me. If only I didn't do it, Gerard would be there, lying beside me and telling me he loves me. If only I still had my "power of words", he would still be there, loving me. But I had done it, it's all my fault why he isn't sleeping beside me anymore. He's always on the couch.
The door to our room opened and he came in. He looked at me, that usual, unexpressive look on his face as if he was now numb. But when you look into his eyes there is sadness, I know because I was the one who caused it.
"I'm just going to get my jacket," he said and walked to the closet. I stood up and followed him.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"You don't have to know," was his reply. I looked down sadly, I wanted to cry. But I couldn't blame anyone else but myself. I had hurt him. And I couldn't do anything about it now. I should have been clever.
"I'm sorry for asking," I said. "Be safe, I love—"
"I'll just text you if I'll be coming home," he said, cutting me off and walking outside. When he was out of sight, I let the tears fall. He doesn't even let me say "I love you" to him now. He doubts it, and it's all my fault…
*Six months earlier, after Christmas…*
*Amanda's P.O.V*
"Where are you gonna take me?" I happily asked Gerard as I packed our things.
"I can't tell you, I want you to be surprised," he said. I only smiled at him and continued packing. After the first ever night we claimed each other we had become closer and he had become more at ease with me. The awkward atmosphere was gone and he totally forgot how I "mistreated" him before.
And well, I kinda wished it would be Christmas so I would meet
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I looked at Gerard, my mouth opened wide in amused shock. He smiled and touched my chin, closing my mouth. "I know you wanted to see it someday. Well, I want to see it with you," he said.
"Oh my God… you made me so much happy Gerard!" I exclaimed and hugged him. Alicia looked at us and smiled.
"Aww… Mikey I want to go to
"Al, stop! I'm driving," Mikey said, laughing at her, too. She let go of his arm and looked at us again.
"Hey Mandy you bitch, buy things for us, ok? And have fun, don't be too selfish to forget to buy things especially for me!" she said playfully, I laughed and nodded.
"Sure, how can I forget you, Al?" I said.
Later Gerard and I were finally at the plane. I looked at him as he sat beside me, he looked so cute. He was wearing, as usual, all-black attire, plus black sunglasses. He looked so hot, as usual. When he was finally settled he whispered to me, "I forgot to remind you how much I hate plane rides."
I smiled at him and rubbed his arm. "Don't worry, I'm with you. Just tell me if you're getting dizzy, ok?" I said.
"Ok." He smiled at me and our lips collided.
Gerard did well at the plane though there was a time he got nauseous I thought he would throw up, but he didn't. We slept to take his mind off the trip, and when we woke up we were only an hour away from
"We're here," he said when the plane finally landed.
"Oh, I'm so excited!" I said giddily. When we finally got off the plane a limo fetched us. It was all so perfect, he had this really planned I guess. We were brought to a marvelous hotel, and had the nicest room ever. It was beige and as I walked inside petals fell on my feet, I don't know how that happened. The wallpaper was amusing, and I was so speechless I couldn't do anything but smile. This was all to perfect.
"What do you think?" he asked, wrapping his arms around me.
"I, I, I can't speak… oh, God, this is so, so beautiful…" I faced him and filled his face with kisses. Then when I reached his lips he began pushing me back, and the next thing I knew we were laying on the bed, me on top of him. We breathed for a while and I smiled at him. "You make me so happy, you know that?"
"You do, too, I love you so much," he said and covered my mouth with his. The moment was absolutely perfect and nothing or no one was gonna ruin it.
By: Drareg Rie'ma/sayDIE
Disclaimer: Don't own, didn't happen, don't sue.
*Amanda's P.O.V*
Hello there, my name's Amanda Louise Anderson. I'm twenty years old, and I love rock. But I don't dress up the way they do, I'm not a loner, and hell no, I'm not weird… or so I think.
Let's start with how I look… I'm slim, everything looks fine with me. Boobs, fine. Legs, fine. Hips, fine. I look normal. Then I have brown hair, sapphire eyes and thin, pink lips.
And then how I am? Well, I'm bubbly and carefree. Friendly, very friendly, and outgoing. I always laugh at almost anything. I barely get angry, almost to a fault. I'm not hotheaded like most people my age. I'm very religious, too, I'm Catholic. I work at this place called Barnes and Nobles, but only part time 'cause I still go to college. My parents support, they send me money. They live somewhere in Europe actually, while I'm here in
I suppeerrr love bands. Especially My Chemical Romance. I adore
I am suppeerrr normal. I love, I hate sometimes, I get angry though barely, I laugh, I smile… but there's one un-normal thing about me.
What I say comes true.
When I say, "What if the building falls off?", suddenly it would. I didn't know this for a while, but I think I had this only recently. I don't know where I got it, and I certainly don't know how to explain it, but I have it now… and I don't know how to erase this thing from me.
But I enjoy it, to be blunt. Even though it's a secret and I keep it from my friends.
And even though it brought me inside a mess I never thought I would get into.
Well, let's start the story of my life with my last ordinary day. The day I found out I had this "power". As my story draws closer to an end, it gets more exciting and more normal.
Falling in-love is normal, isn't it?
And because I have fallen in-love, I became normal.
Ok, enough of this, let's start telling the not-so-normal story of my life.
*Amanda's P.O.V*
I woke to the sound of my clock, alarming, telling me I should wake up, take a bath and prepare myself for work. It was Saturday so I had no classes, only work.
I got up from bed and took my towel, then I went inside the bathroom. As I bathed I daydreamed about how it is to be
I guess I stayed there for too long, 'cause when I got outside, it was already 6:45. I only had fifteen minutes left and I still had to eat and I needed twenty minutes to get to work. Which simply means I was late.
I hurriedly dressed up and fixed my hair, I didn't bother putting on make-up or lipstick, I just shoved it in my bag. I didn't eat anymore, I hurriedly grabbed my apartment keys, grabbed my bag then ran to the door.
"Oh God, I hope I'm not late!" I said to myself as I locked the door then used the stairs to go down. I called a cab and it took me twenty minutes to get to work, just as I thought. I was really late. Shit, it was our payday and I was late.
I paid then I got inside Barnes and Nobles.
"I'm really sorry I'm late, but—" I said as I stepped out, but I was cut off.
"Late? What are you talking about? You're just in time, it's 6:50. Almost late, but not really," said my friend and work buddy, Annie, a smirk on her face. I figured she was joking. I smiled.
"Haha, very funny, Annie," I said.
"You are the one who's funny. Look at the clock and see what I mean," she said, pointing at the clock. I looked and surprisingly, it was only 6:51. I stood there shocked. I took my cell phone from my bag and it was the same time.
"How could that…" I wondered but didn't continue anymore. I just shrugged, put my phone back then began to work.
Later when we were done, Annie and I decided to go to the mall since it was our payday. Though I wanted to save money, I just decided to buy at least a new shirt.
We arrived at the mall around 8 pm, we only had two hours. So we shopped first then we grabbed some dinner. We were already on our way out when Annie saw this cute guy.
"Oh my God, he's so freaking cute!" she said. Annie was the type of girl who was always looking for cute guys. It figures, she was hot and very attractive with sapphire eyes, white complexion and hot body. She seemed so perfect, and even though she was every guy's type you couldn't hate her 'cause she was way too nice.
"You think every boy is cute," I teased, 'cause that day that guy was about the 100th she pointed out.
"I do not!" she protested.
"Oh, yeah? Whatever, he's cute too but I bet he's a jackass," I said as I looked at the guy. He looked innocent but I just wanted to play games with Annie.
She scoffed. "Haha! We'll see. 50 bucks?" she said as she began to walk away.
"Annie?" I wondered. "Annie, what are you doing?" I asked. Then soon I found out.
She walked towards the guy, tapped his shoulders then asked him something with her flirtatious, charming smile. The guy smiled and said something which made Annie frown. She slapped the guy then walked away. I watched the scene with a smile on my face 'cause I didn't want to laugh out loud.
As she walked back to me, the guy scoffed and walked the other way. Before I could say anything, Annie spoke.
"You were right, the guy's a jackass and don't even ask me why," she said then dug through her pocket. "Here's your 50 bucks."
She walked away again and I followed her. "Oh, dear, don't even sulk!" I said, smiling.
"Maybe you should read about girls who say something that happen," she told me as she faced me, smiling, then she stuck out her tongue at me.
"You mean 'The Power of Speech'?" I teased as I walked beside her.
"Yeah, kinda. Let's go, I'm tired," she said as she linked arms with me, then we went home.
When I got home, I showered, set aside my things, then prayed while kneeling down beside my bed. After that I climbed to my bed and dreamed, again, of how it is to be
But then my cell phone rang. I opened my eyes and answered it. "Hello?"
"Mandy, this is Annie. MCR's on MTV2," she said.
"Ok, thanks a lot," I said as I jumped from my bed then opened the TV. "Phone-watch?" I asked her. This was our hobby, watch the same thing while talk and react.
"Sure," she replied. "Oh my God, Gerard's just so cute!" she exclaimed.
"Back off, he's mine, girlfriend," I warned playfully.
"Oh, really? Darling, you wish," she teased.
"Oh, yeah? I am his wife, darling, and you can't do anything about it," I said playfully. She laughed.
"If you say so." There was a short commercial then my phone beeped. Someone was on the other line.
"Hold on for a moment, Annie," I said then switched lines. "Hello?"
"Hi, baby… are you watching me?" a familiar voice asked. I was confused.
"Uhh… excuse me? I think you're calling the wrong number," I said.
"What? Hey Mandy, are you kidding, baby? Have I done something bad again?" the voice said again.
"No I am not, Mister, so stop pulling those pranks at me! Who are you?" I said, now I was angry and scared at the same time.
"Babe, this is Gerard! Are you ok?" he asked, sounding worried.
"I am perfectly fine but you're making me sick! Stop calling and leave me alone you little prankster!" I yelled then hung up.
"Who was that?" asked Annie when I got back to her.
"A prankster who sounded like someone else I know," I said. I watched again and MCR was back on air. I saw Gerard and his face looked bothered as he shoved his phone inside his pocket, but when he realized they were on, he smiled. Mikey asked him something and you could read his lips. What he said was, "Called your wife?"
Gerard nodded and gave him a sad look.
That was when I realized that the familiar voice belonged to
*Amanda's P.O.V*
Was that possible? I really didn't know. I was his wife…?
"Mandy? Mandy, are you there?" asked Annie. I snapped back into reality… which didn't seem so real anymore.
"Uhh, yeah? Was just spacing out, sorry," I said.
"I know. Now, I was asking you if Gerard already called?" she asked. I blinked.
"Excuse me?"
"Did he already call you?" she asked again, sounding impatient.
"And why would he?" I asked rather unsurely.
"Because he's your husband, if I am not dearly mistaken?" she said. Thinking it was a joke, I laughed.
"Nice one, Annie. Love you for that," I said.
"Amanda Louise Anderson, I am fucking serious."
I stopped laughing. "Oh my God I am his wife."
Next thing I knew, I was lying on this couch I was not familiar with, alone, and it was already morning. I sat up and looked around me. No… this wasn't my apartment. Nor my parent's place. Where the hell was I, I didn't…
Oh fuck, wait a minute. I do recognize this place. This was the place I always imagined… where I was living with Gerard… this was from one of the things I imagined…
Yeah, I always imagine I am his wife and the imagination I liked best was when we had a deal, he wanted to marry me 'cause he liked me a lot and I did 'cause I needed money, and we had this contract and sex ban and I didn't like him at all, I was always hard on him but he did everything I wanted and he was always so sweet to me… oh my God, this is real. This is really real.
The door opened and I looked at it, my eyes wide open, still in shock. It was Gerard. He saw me awake then he came in and walked towards me, looking worried.
"Hey, are you ok now? Last night you lost consciousness, Annie told me so I came to your apartment and took you home," he said, reached over and tried to touch me but pulled back. "Can I?"
I was confused a bit. "Can you what?" I asked.
"You know… in our contract, I can't touch you unless we are in public, unless you start it, or unless you allow me?" he said.
"Oh, yeah, I remember. And yeah, you can," I replied, feeling somewhat excited and… I don't know, but I felt like playing along. He moved closer to me then touched my arm and then my chin. I shivered but it was a good kind of shiver.
"Are you ok now? Last night you sounded upset with me, you hung up on me and then some moments after that, I received a call from Annie and she said you were unconscious. Do you feel sick?" he asked me worriedly, his hand not leaving my chin, the other now placed on my back, making me feel safe.
"Uhh, yeah, I am ok now. I really don't remember what happened with me, but… I guess I'm just tired," I said.
"Do you think we should go to the hospital and have you checked up?" he asked again.
"No, I'd stay here, thank you," I said. He looked at me, a bit surprised. I wrinkled my forehead. "What?"
"N-nothing, you just don't… naturally thank me… I mean, nothing at all," he said, sounding hesitant. He removed his hands from me and looked down, he was at loss of words. I decided to make talk.
"Um, Gerard? I lost our contract… do you still have a copy?" I asked. He looked up at me, took something from his pocket then handed it out to me. Three pieces of folded paper. I took it and unfolded it.
"That's not the original copy," he said. If I wasn't mistaken, I made a hundred rules. I looked at the paper, and I was right. I tried hard not to smile about everything I've made in one of my dreams, but I couldn't help it so I just bit my lip so it wouldn't be too obvious. I didn't notice he was looking me the whole time. I folded the papers then handed it back to him.
"Here, thanks," I said and he looked weirded out again but he took it and smiled a bit. He looked so adorable, my God.
"So…" He licked his lips and I just looked at him. He looked super cute.
"Well… do you guys have a show tonight?" I asked.
"No, we don't have anything to do for three days," he said.
"Cool," I said.
"Yeah, it's…" He looked up at me. "I… do I need to leave, or…"
"If you want to, you could leave, but if you want to stay, well sure," I said, shrugging.
"Really?" he asked. "You seem a bit nice today, are you sure you are ok?"
I smiled a little. "So you mean I am not nice?"
"No, it's not what I meant," he said quickly. I laughed.
"It's ok. I just… want some company right now," I said and looked him in the eye. I loved his hazel eyes, I loved the way he looks at me. He stared at me and I felt like I was melting, but in a good way. I moved closer to him and we didn't break eye contact, then I touched his jaw and stroked it. God it felt so wonderful to be near him like this. I ran my fingers over his lips and then he touched my hips and leaned down, eyes closed. He was about to kiss me, I guess… I closed my eyes too and felt his warm breath on my face and his hand was making its way up, and…
And then the door suddenly opened. I cringed and pulled away from him, blushing.
"Hey Gee, I—"
It was Mikey. Dammit. I could see him smiling. He had seen us and he obviously knew what was happening before he walked in.
"Sorry to interrupt, but you have plenty of time to do that later," he said. I looked up at him and he was smirking.
Gerard walked towards him. "What do you want, Mikey?" he asked.
"Well, breakfast is ready and I just came here to announce it," he said. I felt so ashamed. Gerard grabbed Mikey by the shoulders.
"Ok, let's go now," he told him as he tried to push Mikey away. But Mikey didn't budge, he just looked at me, smirking. "Go!" Gerard yelled and pushed him out of the door. Then when Mikey was outside, he looked at me. "Sorry, baby, you go change now and we'll wait for you at the dining table," he said, blushing, then he went out and closed the door.
*Gerard's P.O.V*
"Damn you, Mikey," I muttered as I closed the door, still blushing. Mikey, who was in front of me, laughed and looked at me.
"Hey, I didn't know she was in-love with you… and whoa, she makes you blush, doesn't she?" he teased.
"Shut up, she isn't in-love with me…"
"Oh yeah, you just wish!" he interrupted with a chuckle. I glared at him.
"And I am not blushing so fuck off," I snapped. He laughed.
"Seriously, dude, she looked like she wanted to kiss you," he said as we walked to the dining room.
"How I wish," I said with a sigh. "I really love her and I just wanna touch her and kiss her and make her feel special, and I wish she would fall for me or give me a chance, and…"
"And I ruined your moment?" he asked.
"Yes and I do thank you for being so kind," I said sarcastically. He only laughed. When we got to the dining table they were all complete—everyone but Brian was there.
