The Only Hope For Me Is You (Gerard Way Fanfic)

Chapter 4

We got to the school and Gerard showed me around, after we went and got my schedule. Him and I had a lot of classes together. Which honestly surprised me. He grabbed a highlighter and highlighted all the classes we had together. "You're gonna love this year. I'll make sure of it. Nobody and I repeat NOBODY will fuck with you, my love." Gerard said, hugging me.

"So Gerard, who's your new girlfriend?" Said one of the dudes, who looks like a jock.

"She's just a friend, and her name is Brook." Gerard sassed back.

"Well, for having purple in her hair, she is pretty fucking sexy!" He said back, grabbing my arm.

"Let go of me." I said, now furious. He grabbed me tighter.

"She said let her go." Gerard defended me.

"Or what?" He said.

"Or this." Gerard punched him and he let go and dropped to his knees, and I kneed him in the face and walked away with Gee. He grabbed my hand, and I squeezed his hand right back.

"Well, we've covered all of our classes. What do you want to do now?" He asked me.

"Um, I don't know?" I said.

"Wanna go to my place and watch a movie?" He asked.

"Sure." I said. He led me out to his car and we drove to his house and went down to his room.

"My room is the basement. Just so ya know and don't freak out."

"Gee, its perfect, I love basements." I sat on his bed and he took his leather jacket off and threw it on the floor and sat beside me.

"So, you wanna pick a movie?" He asked me.

"I don't care as long as its a romance or comedy, and its not Twilight." I told him.

Gerard's P.O.V.
"Well, romance it is, Brook, because we are going to watch 50 Shades Of Grey." I told her.

"Oh okay. I read the books, and I heard the movie is better." She replied. Wait a minute she's actually okay with that?  I pit the movie in a press play and return to sitting beside her. She is now laying down on her back propped on my pillows. So, I lean back with her, and put my arm around her. When I did, she scooted closer to me.

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We are about half way through the movie, and its more sexual than I thought. "Wow, this is way more sexual than I thought." I blurted.

"And your a lot cuter than I thought. But, I know you think different." She said smiling at me.

"No, no I don't. You're beautiful." I told her.

"Why do you think that? I'm not... Pretty" she argued.

"What makes you think that?" I asked her. She took off her overcoat to see scars, and armfuls of them. "Those scars just make you unique in a good way, it proves you've lived, even if it was through rough times." She began to cry and I held her, and I held her tight.

"Nobody has ever said that about me, ever. I've never had someone compliment me like that." She told me, between her sobs.

"Listen to me, and listen good Brooklyn. You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, literally ever. And I was wondering if, well, if you wanted to go out with me." I said, shyly.