*phone rings*
I look towards Gerard's phone noticing that it's not his. I lean over towards mine to see who is calling me and gasp at the name.
Luke Hemmings
I go to hit decline before the phone is ripped out of my grasp.
"Y/N's phone. So sorry she can't come to the phone Luke. I can give her a message," Gerard says into the phone making me claw at him.
"GEE...NO! GIVE ME MY PHONE," I plead grasping towards the phone before he shuts it looking at me.
"Sorry...he is gone," Gerard says entrapping my wrists over my head. I try to get out of his grasp making him pull tighter.
"You didn't have the right," I spit at him.
"Oh, I don't? Last time I checked you were MINE. Y/N," Gerard says into my ear before sucking onto my neck.
"Fine. Then tell your wife that it is over," I say boldly. He looks down at me for a moment. Mulling the thought over.
"Let..me...go," I say again sternly. Knowing that he won't say the words that I want.
"I can't," He answers tears forming in his eyes. I don't let them deter me from taking the upper hand and scrambling out of his grasp and onto my feet.
"I can't do this Gerard. You want something that I can't give you. I won't allow you to use me for what you want when you want it. I wish I could help you, but it's interfering with my own sanity," I say gathering myself and walking towards the door.
"I'll do it," Gerard says once I get to the door. I gasp holding onto the doorknob with every ounce of respect I have for myself. I hear footsteps walk towards me.
"We aren't happy. Nothing is left in our marriage. I'll break it off. I swear Y/n. Just please don't leave," Gerard says behind me running his hand down to mine clutching onto the door nob.
"I'll believe it when I see it, Gerard," I say snapping the door open and pushing myself against him swiftly making him stumble backward and I run out of the door.
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"So...what did you want to meet to talk about," Luke says taking a sip of his beer. I stare down at my drink stirring my straw unsure of how to speak about what has been going on with Gerard and me. I need to talk to someone that doesn't know him or is in the immediate group; also I have no other friends. I finally build up the courage and look up towards Luke.
"What's going on with you and Gerard," Luke says taking the words out of my mouth. I try to think of a lie quickly before Luke chuckles and looks down towards his beer picking it up.
"Come on Y/n. I know that something has happened over this tour. Before you wanted to do anything to get away from him. Now...it's like you'll do anything to be near him. So what is it," Luke says.
"I....well we," I try to think of a way to form it lightly.
"Had sex...now you have feelings. And he isn't willing to give up his wife and kid for the help. Am I following correctly," Luke says with a turned up brow. I feel my cheeks reden and eyes dart down towards my drink fighting back the tears. Hearing how pathetic it sounds out loud is even worse than I imagined. Luke extends his hand over towards mine and squeezes mine slightly.
"Y/n....I am not judging you. I am just trying to show you what is actually occurring without him mucking up your brain," Luke says. I look over my wet lashes towards him. He give me a friendly smile and scooches his chair over towards my side wrapping and arm around me.
