Meeting Deception (Gerard Way Fanfic)

Chapter Three

I stared at him in awe. Wow, his face was precious. His tender black pupil, surrounded by a mixture of green and brown, creating a vivid canvas I like to call hazel. And it was all captured in a small round gel-like substance, I call his eyeball. The best part is that he has two of them! Two of them, filled with emotion that you can't hide, two jelly balls full of feelings that anyone can easily spot if you look into them. You can see when they're hurt, genuinely happy, when they are losing their mind...

His nose. His little tiny muscle, the cartilage with two holes at the bottom. His nose, it's perfect, the pointedness at that top, so when he sticks it up you can get full access of the inside of his nostrils. I know it doesn't seem appealing, but it's okay, he probably cleans them. The way his nostrils flare when he laughs, or even cries. It's just beautiful.

His lips, the very soft lips he has. They are very thin, slightly chapped, and nice and pink. It's very quite attractive, and they're very tempting to kiss. The way he curves them up into a smile, or how he pulls them down when angry or upset. The lips he has are very amazingly and extremely gorgeous.

His entire face, perfect. The paleness of his skin compliments his jet black greasy and wavy shoulder-length hair. It's funny how hair can be so appealing to people. All it is is dead skin cells. How do they become so silky? I hope my skin is silky when I die, rather than it to decay and begin to smell causing it to attract insects. I know it'll never happen, just a thought. 

Funny how I took all of those details in in just a few moments, or maybe I've been thinking for hours, because I don't remember him walking to my table and settling himself with a large mug of coffee. Just because I called his name didn't mean I was inviting him over. Well I guess calling him was enough for an invitation. 

"Hi!" He said cheerfully, taking a sip of his drink.

I stared at him in ammusment, wide eyes and such. His smile began to fade because I kept staring at him.

Not again. This is not my dream.

"Hello," I replied, nonchalantly.

His smile came back as he said, "I heard you call my name. How did you know I was here?"

"It was pretty obvious, I guess. I saw your hair and it really resembled, well yours so I figured it was you," I shrugged, taking a sip from my coffee.

"Hmm, smart girl. People usually ignore me."

"Why would they do that? You're Gerard Way! Gee Way! Gerd! Geebear! Geesus! Ge-"

"Yeah, yeah I know. People just do though..."

Out of absolutely no where, a waiter who wasn't Bella came up to me.

"Excuse me ma'am, you're scaring the customers. I'm going to have to ask you to leave," he said in an undertone.

Scaring the customers?! How? Can't I have a normal conversation with an amazing celebrity, who is also my idol and my hero? They all just must be jealous. I looked around me and saw eyes piercing through my skin, seeping deep inside my flesh and ripping out my heart. Okay, I shouldn't exaggerate, it's just that staring is very rude!

I rolled my eyes and said to Gerard, "well I guess I'll see you around."

"Uh... can I go with you? I don't really feel like being alone..."

"You can make small talk with the waiter?"

"Yeah, but... they ignore me..."

I started to feel sympathy for him. Remember how you can tell a lot from people's eyes? I was seeing sadness. Sadness and loneliness. No way was I going to leave him alone here. These people were terrible, ignoring him like this. They probably didn't know a celebrity and just treated him like some creep. How rude!