The Opposite Of Love; ferard

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shit chapter that i didn't even have the motivation to write let alone rewrite when wattpad decided to be a bitch but i love you all so here it is.

gerard and i were at the park on christmas eve. it was cold and dark, with snow falling lightly. we walked around half hugging, stopping occasionally to kiss.

"my mum probably won't let me out of the house tomorrow."

gee frowned, confused. "but tomorrow is christmas. and we were just matched. shouldn't we at least be able to hangout some?"

"i know, but my mum--"

"and you are eighteen." he stopped and turned to face me, clearly excited. "how about both of you come over to my house to meet my parents and mikey?"

"i don't know, maybe--" he cut me off again.

"call her now!" he grinned.

i wanted to be with gerard on the holiday, but how would my mother react? she already hates gee enough. depending on how this went, she could hate him even more.

however, i couldn't say no to him. not with how he was smiling in the snow at me.

"fine." i sighed as he hopped around excitedly. i rolled my eyes and pulled out my phone.

my mum answered on the second ring.

"hello, frank."

"heyyy mom, so gerard was--"

"no." she spat out before i could even ask.

"what?"

"i said no. that's my final answer."

gee looked heartbroken, but managed to smile at me. it's fine, he mouthed.

gerard was wrong, though. it wasn't fine. i won't let my own mother keep treating my soulmate like total shit just because the system didn't work for her. the thing was, gerard was making me happy.

and, i liked that a lot.

"no. i am going to my match's house tomorrow afternoon. i will meet his parents and little brother. if you stop treating gerard way like shit, you are invited. however, if you don't then you'll never see him again." i hung up before she could reply. my phone began to vibrate, probably messages from her, that i ignored.

"so..." gerard smiled, blushed, and looked at his feet.

"so..." i leaned forward and kissed his cheek, causing him to blush harder. "what time do you want me over?"

"i was thinking, that since you're mom is probably really mad at you... thatyoucouldjust stayoveratmyhouseifyouwanted."

i blinked.

"you're going to have to talk a little slower, gee."

he stared at his feet harder, as if he was trying to melt the surrounding snow. "you could stay over at my house, if you want. my parents are out of town until tomorrow and mikey won't bother us.

"so if you wanted..." the entire time, his gaze hadn't moved.

with one hand, i gently lifted his chin to look at me. i wrapped my other arm around his waist. 

"i would love to."

we would probably get hypothermia, but i felt so hot in his embrace. kissing him always felt so nice, so warm. 

and before we knew it, it was midnight and christmas day and we stood in a park kissing like there was no tomorrow and i just felt so alive.

and i think that the love bites covering my neck were the best present ever.