Chapter five

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Gerard:

I had awoken in an unfamiliar place. Nothing around me was familiar. Nothing from last night was in my memory. I rubbed my eyes. And sat up. Someone was next to me. They were a few inches away. Shirtless.

Fuck. What did I do with this person yesterday.

He woke up and yawned. "I know I was supposed to sleep on the couch but I couldn't sleep. So I came up here. I hope you don't mind sweethe-" he said as he turned to see how I was in fact Gerard way. His student. The person he had touched yesterday and the person he had teased and called names.

"G-Gerard. Holy shit." He said.

"I have my fucking student in my bed. Holy shit. Oh god. Oh god. Oh god." I crawled over to him and put my hand on his arm. "It's okay." I whispered. "I agreed to come with you. You didn't do anything wrong Mr. Iero." I said quietly. "I asked my student to come home with me." He whispered, almost in disbelief of himself. "God I am so messed up. I didn't even look at you to see who you were I just thought you were hot so I asked you to come home and oh my god I am such a fucking fucked up person. Oh my fucking god."

I looked at him. "It's okay. I can go home now if you'd like." I said to him with a soft but also somewhat upset voice because I really didn't want to go home at the moment.

"Are you not upset about what I have done? And how the fuck did I not know it was you? How did I not know?" He asked me, his voice was soft and soothing but also upsetting in a way.

I shook my head. "There is no reason for me to be upset." I smiled reassuringly and he smiled back. "Did you come here with me for any other reason aside from the fact that uh- you were drunk?" He asked me.

I nodded. "I came here because I like you. I may not have known who you were last night but I think I knew you were the person I liked." I said while smiling at him.

"Gerard, you've caused me to do something I never thought I would do." He whispered in my ear.

"What's that, Mr. Iero?" I asked.

"You've caused me to fall in love with my student." He said.

"In love? You've known me for two days." I said.

"Three, actually, and, two days is enough time to fall in love with someone. Don't underestimate me, Gerard. I'm full of surprises." He whispered.

"Looks like the pet names were a one time thing. You only call people names when they are drunk?" I asked. My voice sounded somewhat upset, mostly because I had partially enjoyed being called those names by him.

"Not unless you want them to be, sweetheart." He winked and brushed my hair out of my face with his hand. I giggled and hopped out of the bed.

"WHERES MY DAMN PANTS, OREO?"

He laughed and pointed to the closet.

"Ah thanks." I ran to the closet and put on the same clothes I had worn the previous night. That surprisingly, hadn't smelled of alcohol anymore. "Hey, Oreo?" I asked.

"Huh?" He replied, walking out of the room and going to his closet where I was getting dressed. "Dude, I'm getting dressed!!" I squealed almost as if I was a child and he laughed. "I was literally this close to putting my dick in you last night and your worried about your chest showing?" He asked while almost dying of laughter.

"Yes. I. Am. Deal with it." I threw my arms up and put on my shirt. "Whatever you want princess." He winked and I blushed, looking down to cover the fact that my blush was extremely noticeable, considering my skin was nearly the color of my hair.

"Do you need to be driven home now, Gerard?" He asked. I nodded and then he said to go to his car so he could drive me home when I was finished getting ready and when I had made it look like I hadn't just had hardcore sex whenever I really didn't. But my parents wouldn't believe me if I said I didn't mostly because I stayed at a strangers house last night, not contacting them to tell them.

I had yawned and stretched my arms before walking outside where he was waiting for me.

"Welcome to my car, Gerard way." He said, opening the passenger side door for me, so I could get in the car. "Why thank you Mr Oreo." I smiled and got in the car.

He walked over to the other side and got into the car. Something I had disliked about his car was how he didn't play music. It was deadly quiet and awkward the entire ride to my house. When I told him the adress, his eyes went wide in some kind of shock, he seemed surprised but also impressed in some way.

"What?" I had laughed when I saw the expression on his face.

"I just.... Know that neighborhood. Really nice houses." He said quietly.

I smiled. "Yeah. My mother saw our house and she said she needed it so she told us all that we were moving to New Jersey. Across the United States." I smiled. "But really, I like it here. It's a lot quieter. And a lot less crowded. It's actually quite enjoyable here." I said while smiling at him. He couldn't see my smile because he was focused on the road.

"Hey, Gerard?" He asked me quietly.

"Yes?"

"Are you okay with me, doing something I haven't done yet?" He asked me, he seemed somewhat nervous about what he wanted to do. He was trying to fake being confident. I could see it in him and it honestly made me like him more because I thought it was funny.

"That really depends one what it is, Oreo." I giggled and he blushed while making sure he kept his eyes on the road.

One of his hands slowly came off of the steering wheel, and it trembled as it moved slowly towards my leg, where it was finally sat down and relaxed.

I blushed really red, almost the color of a tomato, and his face was also extremely red from the thing he had done. He seemed so confident last night and this morning before this awkward drive. How he seemed almost, hesitant.

Very hesitant. He seemed scared to do anything. Maybe because he had embarrassed himself by not knowing his student was the person he had ended up taking home with him.

But I found it honestly funny how he was scared to do things now.

When we had arrived at my house, I opened the car door and got out of the car.

"I'll see you in class on Monday, Gerard. Have a good weekend. And, happy birthday." He winked and drove away.

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