Chapter four

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He stood, leaning against his car for a moment longer just analyzing me and the current predicament we were in. He then pushed himself off and strode over to me with an amused look in his eyes. I looked from him to the ground until suddenly I felt my face being lifted up by ice cold fingers holding my chin, my eyes instantly locked themselves with Gerards. He leaned in slightly and his breath fanned across my face, I could feel my cheeks heating up at the contact and the intense look in his eyes. "I'm glad you could make it Frankie." He whispered as his cheek brushed against mine. I tried again to look down at my feet but he instantly pulled my head back up to see his face mere inches from mine. How was a man this gorgeous, gay? Surely he wasn't, I mean how could he be? He had a line of girls a mile long who were a thousand times better than me and yet here we were.

"What do you want with me Gerard?" I whispered looking deeply into his eyes. He smirked slightly before pulling me even closer so I was pressed against his chest.

"Shall we go Frankie?" He questioned while tugging at my wrist he had his long, slim fingers around. I nodded hesitantly and he instantly started pulling me towards his car. He opened the door for me and then sauntered over to the drivers side. I tugged my seat belt on and clicked it into place while he started up the car.

"Where are you taking me Gerard?" I asked once we pulled out onto the road. He glanced me from the corner of his eye before smiling slightly, the sides of his eyes crinkling at the edges. I had never seen this before, never in any of his pictures had his eyes done this when he smiled. "Why don't you smile like that in your pictures?" I blurted out. I very quickly turned a bright shade of red and turned my attention to the window so I wouldn't have to see his reaction. I heard him laugh slightly and I chanced a peek at him, he looked over at me and smirked. Him and that fucking smirk.

"Why, do you like my smile Frankie?" I vigorously shook my head while looking out the window again but I could feel my cheeks giving me away. He let out a small, high pitched giggle which surprised me. I turned my focus to him again. "Our destination is a secret until we get there Frankie my dear." I gave him a confused look but didn't question it.

"Can I put on some music?" I asked but in reality the silence was eating away at me, making me fray at the edges and question a lot of things and I also wanted to know what sort of music he liked. I wanted to know more about him and this realization scared me. He nodded while keeping his eyes on the road in front of us. I reached into the glove box in front of me and sifted through the CDs he had before finally deciding on one. Once I had put it in and the music had started, I found myself singing along softly. Gerard looked over at me and smiled lightly.

"I took you as a Misfits kind of guy, looks like I was right." He said softly before adding, "You have a nice voice by the way." I blushed deeply at his final comment and muttering a "Thank you."

A moment later he started singing a long with me hitting every note perfectly. My mouth went slack upon hearing his voice and I watched his mouth stop once he realized I wasn't singing anymore. "What? Was I off key?" He looked at me briefly but quickly averted his eyes once again. I was sat tensed before I giggled softly. He looked at me, eyes widened slightly.

"No you weren't at all. You sounded amazing!" I giggled again and glanced at him. He visibly relaxed and laughed slightly at himself. I picked up where we left off and started singing again, him following my lead quickly after. This lasted for awhile longer until he pulled up and turned off the engine. I looked out of my window and noticed we were in a field and there were a few other cars parked a few meters away from us. I glanced at him and noticed him smoothly climbing out the car and hesitantly followed his actions. "Where are we?" I whispered into the darkness, hoping he could hear me. The time must of been around nine as it was already dark out here. Suddenly I felt two arms grab a hold of mine from behind and turn me around, squeaking slightly I tried to push away the person how had grabbed me.

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