Vampires Will Never Hurt You
Upside down
Next morning.
Gerard's POV.
I woke up on the living-room floor, in front of the fireplace.
The fire had gone out hours ago and the floor was cold.
I rubbed my cheek and looked at the clock on the wall.
11.26 it said.
I stood up and realized I was only in my boxers.
Wh- ?
Then it came to me.
Frank.
Kissed.
Me.
I blushed and hid my face in my hands.
Then I did something ridiculous.
I shrieked like a teenage-girl before her first date.
Then I took my hands off my face and started jumping up and down.
He fucking kissed me! IIIIHHHH!
Later..
I had come down from the clouds and realized I was being ridiculous.
Frank couldn't like me that way, could he? The answer is no.
And I couldn't like him.
Why the hell did I even let him in my life?
I couldn't do anything but harm to him.
I always hurt the people I care the most.
I'm never gonna see him again.
Then the doorbell rang.
Dlin dlon
I walked to the door and opened the door, nervously, biting my lip.
I was met by nervous, lip-biting Frankie writhing at my door.
"Hi." He said quietly.
"Hi." I replied just as quietly.
"I.. about.. about yesterday.." He started.
"Yeah, I know.." I said.
"It was.. it was a.." He stuttered.
"It was a mistake." I finished.
He looked at me with wide eyes a moment, then looked down and bit his lip again.
"It.. It was?" He asked quietly and looked up at me.
The hurt in his eyes was like a shot to the heart.
"I.. It wasn't?" I stuttered.
The pleading look in his eyes was killing me inside.
"I was hoping it wasn't.." He said, looking away.
I sighed sadly.
"I.. Okay."
He looked up.
"I.. I liked it.. No. I loved it. My god, a fucking hot, young boy fucking kissed me! Of course I fucking loved it! Frank, I-I.. I like you. I like you a lot.. and it scares me. And.. I'm not good with this kinda stuff.. I.. I always hurt the people close to me. I.. Frankie, I can't do it. I can't keep you close to me, or you'll get hurt.. Frankie.. I.. I don't wanna hurt you!" I said and then burst out crying.
Frank looked at me shocked and then wrapped his arms around me protectively.
"We can take it slow?" He suggested.
"I.. okay. Very slow.. We'll take it slow.. Okay.." I said, trying to convince myself.
Frank smiled and stood up on his toes to peck me on the nose and then on the lips.
He wiped my tears and smiled.
I smiled back shyly.
"Slow." He said.
"Yeah.." I said and chuckled quietly.
"Okay?" He asked.
"Okay." I answered.
Frank led us both in and sat me in a chair.
Then he went to make us coffee.
It's all upside down.
Gerard's POV.
I woke up on the living-room floor, in front of the fireplace.
The fire had gone out hours ago and the floor was cold.
I rubbed my cheek and looked at the clock on the wall.
11.26 it said.
I stood up and realized I was only in my boxers.
Wh- ?
Then it came to me.
Frank.
Kissed.
Me.
I blushed and hid my face in my hands.
Then I did something ridiculous.
I shrieked like a teenage-girl before her first date.
Then I took my hands off my face and started jumping up and down.
He fucking kissed me! IIIIHHHH!
Later..
I had come down from the clouds and realized I was being ridiculous.
Frank couldn't like me that way, could he? The answer is no.
And I couldn't like him.
Why the hell did I even let him in my life?
I couldn't do anything but harm to him.
I always hurt the people I care the most.
I'm never gonna see him again.
Then the doorbell rang.
Dlin dlon
I walked to the door and opened the door, nervously, biting my lip.
I was met by nervous, lip-biting Frankie writhing at my door.
"Hi." He said quietly.
"Hi." I replied just as quietly.
"I.. about.. about yesterday.." He started.
"Yeah, I know.." I said.
"It was.. it was a.." He stuttered.
"It was a mistake." I finished.
He looked at me with wide eyes a moment, then looked down and bit his lip again.
"It.. It was?" He asked quietly and looked up at me.
The hurt in his eyes was like a shot to the heart.
"I.. It wasn't?" I stuttered.
The pleading look in his eyes was killing me inside.
"I was hoping it wasn't.." He said, looking away.
I sighed sadly.
"I.. Okay."
He looked up.
"I.. I liked it.. No. I loved it. My god, a fucking hot, young boy fucking kissed me! Of course I fucking loved it! Frank, I-I.. I like you. I like you a lot.. and it scares me. And.. I'm not good with this kinda stuff.. I.. I always hurt the people close to me. I.. Frankie, I can't do it. I can't keep you close to me, or you'll get hurt.. Frankie.. I.. I don't wanna hurt you!" I said and then burst out crying.
Frank looked at me shocked and then wrapped his arms around me protectively.
"We can take it slow?" He suggested.
"I.. okay. Very slow.. We'll take it slow.. Okay.." I said, trying to convince myself.
Frank smiled and stood up on his toes to peck me on the nose and then on the lips.
He wiped my tears and smiled.
I smiled back shyly.
"Slow." He said.
"Yeah.." I said and chuckled quietly.
"Okay?" He asked.
"Okay." I answered.
Frank led us both in and sat me in a chair.
Then he went to make us coffee.
It's all upside down.