Speed Dialing

Gerard

“Marilyn! Wake up, birthday girl! Wake up!” I hollered, jumping on the bed, something I hadn’t done since I was ten-years-old.
“Noooo.” Marilyn whined, pulling the crimson red bed sheets over her head, shielding herself from the light.
“Aw, c’mon, Marilyn!” I pleaded, practically lunging myself at the spot next to her. The bed bounced as I did so, causing Marilyn to squeak from surprise. I couldn’t help but chuckle as my body rested beside hers, which was still covered with the sheets.
“C’monnn.” I whined and watched as she poked her head out of the sheets. She turned her body to be face to face with me. I leaned over and kissed her forehead, smiling widely, “Aw, happy birthday, sugar.”
Marilyn giggled softly again before speaking, “Thanks. I’m getting old though! That’s not something to celebrate!” She stated, her lips forming a pout.
I rolled my eyes, “Babe, I thought you were eighteen when we met, so you don’t look old. Besides, you’re barely twenty-five!” I reassured her, chuckling softly.
“Well, fine.” Marilyn pouted as she crawled out of the covers. I cupped her face and kissed her forehead once more, “Go take a shower so we can go out and get breakfast.”
“You think I smell?” Marilyn teased, pulling away as she was soon jumping off the bed. She was going through the closet and soon she picked out her clothes. I smiled as I watched her walk down the hall and turn to go into the bathroom.
I ran my fingers through my still damp hair, chuckling as I shook my head. How she still managed to love me was beyond me. I then placed my hand inside my leather jacket pocket, toying with the small box as a grin placed on my face.

Three Hours Later

“Okay, Gerard, tell me what’s going on today!” Marilyn replied, pouting. “You took me out for breakfast, which was amazing, may I add.”
“Oh, you’re welcome.” I told her with my arm around her shoulder. We were walking around the park because that was the only way I could get her out of the house. Mikey and Frank planned on decorating the house for her surprise party, while Ray and Matt settled other affairs. There was so much going on and well, keeping busy was just something I loved. We had Marilyn’s party planned out for today and then in a couple of days we’d be packing for Japan.
“This park is awesome.” Marilyn giggled, “I don’t know, it’s all.. calm and what not.” She shrugged lightly. I leaned in to kiss her cheek, in which she responded by turning her head to lean in and kiss me by surprise. I smiled as her lips were against mine, loving every second of this. I softly pressed my lips against hers as well, trying to restrain myself from making it into a not so innocent kiss.
After thirty more minutes of talking and adorable silences, Marilyn spoke, “Gerard, can we go home now?”
“Sure.” I glanced at my watch and nodded. They should be ready by now, right?
I dropped my arm from Marilyn’s shoulder and then took her hand in mine. She leaned into me, causing me to smile. “Fuck, I love you.” Marilyn murmured as we continued to walk; only her walking a bit lopsided, which I admit looked a bit funny. “I love you too.” I replied, kissing the top of her head quickly, returning my gaze to whatever was in front of me. Her house was getting closer and closer by the minute and soon enough, I was taking my keys out of my jean pocket and unlocking the door.
Marilyn shyly shuffled herself inside and when she turned on the lights and people shouted, “Surprise!” I swear she looked so funny.
Marilyn’s jaw was dropped and her eyes were wide with excitement. She was frozen in her spot but then she became more animated as she placed her hands over her mouth, as if to silence her. “Holy shit, you did not just plan this!” She screamed after dropping her hands, one of which that held onto mine. Marilyn sounded really cheery about this.
“You bet!” I remarked, kissing her forehead.
“You’re the best squishy panda a girl could ask for!” Marilyn squealed.