I Need You Like Water In My Lungs
7
I rubbed Gerard's back as he emptied the contents of his stomach into the toilet. That seafood resturant did not agree with his stomach, I'm glad I got a salad.
"Justine, just leave me here." He gasped as he fell against the wall, his phone started to ring, and I answered it for him
"Hello?" I said softly into the phone
"Tell Gerard no studio today, everyone is sick." I heard Mandy sigh
"Did you guys go to that one resturant too?" I asked her as I heard groans in the background
"Yeah, I thankfuly got a salad."
"Me too." I sighed seeing Gerard lurch to the toilet and start gagging
"So are you guys coming back early?"
"NO!" Gerard rasped out.
"He says no." I chuckled as did Mandy
"What are you guys do-never mind. See you guys Friday." She said and hung up, I looked at Gerard who looked completely pitiful. He stuck his hand out so me and pulled me down on the floor with him.
"I'm sorry baby." He sighed as he laid in my lap
"It's only Wenesday, plus it's nice to be the one taking care of you for a change." I smiled as I ran my fingers through his hair.
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I looked over at a snoring Gerard, his stomach was finally settled. But mine wasn't, there was a weird feeling I kept getting everytime he'd look at me. Or even when he'd touch me, not one of nausea, but somewhat like butterflies. What I used to get when I first met Gerard, the way he'd smile even when he was drunk or high.
"Justine." he mumbled sleepily
"Hmm?" I said watching him with his eyes still closed
"If I told you I loved you would you believe me?" he asked opening his eyes making the butterflies come back
"Would it be expected of me to believe you?"
"Do you love me?" he sighed turning over on his back
"Do you love me?"
"I asked you first."
"Your point?"
"Ok, no more answering me with questions." he turned back on to his side facing me.
"What do you want?" I asked scooting to sit up more in the bed
"Justine, we've been in this hotel for 4 days, I'm pretty sure that's self explanitory." he sighed
"Fine, I do."
"Do what?" he said pulling me over to where I was laying on top of him
"Love you." I sighed, trying to make it sound like it was a burden to say it, but he could see right through me. He gave me a big grin, a triumphant one to be exact.
"Now it's your turn." I poking him in the chest
"For what?" he laughed as I punched him this time making him tickle me.
"I do." he sighed giving me a look
"Do what?" I grinned as he attempted to pull off my shirt.
"Love you." his eyes were clouded with lust now, making me understand where the butterflies were coming from.
"Justine, just leave me here." He gasped as he fell against the wall, his phone started to ring, and I answered it for him
"Hello?" I said softly into the phone
"Tell Gerard no studio today, everyone is sick." I heard Mandy sigh
"Did you guys go to that one resturant too?" I asked her as I heard groans in the background
"Yeah, I thankfuly got a salad."
"Me too." I sighed seeing Gerard lurch to the toilet and start gagging
"So are you guys coming back early?"
"NO!" Gerard rasped out.
"He says no." I chuckled as did Mandy
"What are you guys do-never mind. See you guys Friday." She said and hung up, I looked at Gerard who looked completely pitiful. He stuck his hand out so me and pulled me down on the floor with him.
"I'm sorry baby." He sighed as he laid in my lap
"It's only Wenesday, plus it's nice to be the one taking care of you for a change." I smiled as I ran my fingers through his hair.
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I looked over at a snoring Gerard, his stomach was finally settled. But mine wasn't, there was a weird feeling I kept getting everytime he'd look at me. Or even when he'd touch me, not one of nausea, but somewhat like butterflies. What I used to get when I first met Gerard, the way he'd smile even when he was drunk or high.
"Justine." he mumbled sleepily
"Hmm?" I said watching him with his eyes still closed
"If I told you I loved you would you believe me?" he asked opening his eyes making the butterflies come back
"Would it be expected of me to believe you?"
"Do you love me?" he sighed turning over on his back
"Do you love me?"
"I asked you first."
"Your point?"
"Ok, no more answering me with questions." he turned back on to his side facing me.
"What do you want?" I asked scooting to sit up more in the bed
"Justine, we've been in this hotel for 4 days, I'm pretty sure that's self explanitory." he sighed
"Fine, I do."
"Do what?" he said pulling me over to where I was laying on top of him
"Love you." I sighed, trying to make it sound like it was a burden to say it, but he could see right through me. He gave me a big grin, a triumphant one to be exact.
"Now it's your turn." I poking him in the chest
"For what?" he laughed as I punched him this time making him tickle me.
"I do." he sighed giving me a look
"Do what?" I grinned as he attempted to pull off my shirt.
"Love you." his eyes were clouded with lust now, making me understand where the butterflies were coming from.
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This is where I sort of where I left off at quizilla, and I'm changing the ending, making it go a little bit further.I suppose you jive turkeys who seem to be reading this can leave feedback if you'd like.
Thanx for reading so far!