Inside My Arms

I walk down the stairs with Frank.
He opens the door.
Mikey and Gerard are out.

"Ello matey!" Frank greets them in a pirate accent.

I giggle.

They say, "Hey."
And enter in.

We enter the living room together.
The T.V. is on.
We don't change the channel.
Lilo and Sitch is playing.
I cried when I first watched this.

I'm sitting next to Frank.
Gerard is next to me too.
He tries to hold my hand.
I resist.

Mikey and Frank doesn't see.
I'm relieved.

The movie is over an hour later.
Mikey and Frank being the hyperactive people;
they want to play a game.
They vote on Hide and Seek.
I don't want to play.
They force me.
Gerard is just smirking.

Mikey is counting.
The rest are hiding.
I try to find a hiding spot.
The broom closet opens.
And someone drags me in.

I can't see who it is.
The closed space is dark.
Two silky formed arms wrap around my waist.
Warm breath rest against my cheek.
It smells like coffee and beer.

I can tell it's Gerard.
By his body movement.
He tries to hold my hand.
This time I don't resist.

"I can't take what you're doing to me," he tells me.
I can hear his New Jersey accent.

I put my forehead against his.
And outline his face with my fingers.
He starts to breathe heavy.

"Your touch is electrifying," he gasp out.

I giggle.
And break away from him.
Leaving the broom closet without him.