I Lied When I Said I Was Okay (frerard)

part 17- Can I Kiss You?

Life is shit. I'm in so so so much trouble :'(

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Gerards p.o.v:

 

I wake up to the feeling of something painful in my stomach. Something very painful.

Like someone kicked me in the gut a thousand times. Oh, god.

I release myself from Frank's grasp and sit up grabbing my stomach and wincing. What the hell happened there? I didn’t eat anything that bad, did I?

Frank turns lightly and grabs my arm, sitting up as well.

"Gee, you ok?" he asks quietly. I shake my head. "Why? What happened?!" he starts inspecting my body.

"I don’t know… my stomach is kill-" but I can’t finish my sentence before I feel something go up my throat and throw up all over the floor. Perfect.

''Oh, Gee!" he puts his arms around my waist and pulls me up as my head starts aching and becomes dizzy. I can't figure what he's saying, and I can't hold myself up anymore. I fall on his lap and black out within seconds.

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I wake up again, to the sound of my guitar being plucked lightly in a sweet melody. I sit up and rub my head. My stomach doesn’t hurt anymore, which is good.

I open my eyes and see Frankie sitting on my chair with my guitar in his hands, facing the window.

I stand up and sneak behind him as quietly as I can, and surprisingly he doesn’t notice me.

I wrap my arms around his shoulders and he freezes for a second, but soon relaxes and takes my hand in his. He tilts his head up to see me and smiled.

"Fuck, you freaked me out at first…" he says giggling.

"Mmm… sorry…" I smile back and peck his cheek. He sets my guitar against the wall and comes closer, placing his hand on my forehead.

"How're you feeling? You were pretty bad last night…" he says and shifts closer.

"I'm fine now." I say and put my hand on his, which is against my cheek now. "A little cold, though…" I say and shiver lightly. "You're warm…" I mumble and put my arms around him, pressing him against me and stealing his warmth. He puts his arms around my back and presses his chest against mine.

"Better?" he asks.

"Oh, so much better…" I grin and pull away slowly. “Frank?” I ask for his attention.
“Yeah, baby?” I take his hands in mine and lean close to his ear.

“Can… can I-I kiss y-you?” I stutter. Fuck I probably sound so stupid now…

“Of course you can…” he says and blushes slightly. I grin to myself and move some bangs out of his face. After that, I place my hand around his waist, and the other one of the back of his neck as I start pulling him closer to me.