I waited on Gerard's bed for about half an hour; waiting for him to come up and tell me what the fuck was going on. He had been pretty on edge when I had left and I was hoping that he would be calmer when he came up.
I wasn't too sure what to do. I was almost certain that he would ask me to go home because staying over now would be pretty awkward. Especially as his brother was here.
So that it wasn't too awkward when he asked me, I changed back into my clothes and sat on the edge of his bed while I waited. My bag and shoes were downstairs so I couldn't get them yet. I'd have to wait until I was on my way out.
While I was mindlessly liking random photos on Instagram, I heard the door open and looked up. Gerard smiled a small smile before coming into the room and shutting the door behind him.
I didn't speak while he came over and sat next to me on the bed. He sighed and looked down at his hands in his lap. I watched them as well. He was fiddling with the drawstrings of his pyjama bottoms.
"Mikey won't tell anyone." He said quietly.
For some reason, that surprised me a little. I looked back up to his face, "Really?"
He finally looked at me. "He gave me his word. I know he won't go back on it."
I nodded slowly, staring down at the floor. I was kinda just waiting for him to kick me out now. I was trying to think of what I was going to tell my mom. Especially as it was after midnight.
One of Gerard's hands stroked my arm until I looked up again.
"Why are you clothed again?" He asked, fiddling with the zip of my hoodie.
I didn't really understand. "Because I'm going home?" I frowned.
"You are?" He frowned as well.
Okay so maybe I had this all wrong. "But aren't you kicking me out?" I turned a little so I was facing him more.
"Why ever would you conceive that illation?"
I didn't really know what that word meant but I shrugged anyway, feeling kinda embarrassed for jumping to conclusions.
"Frank." Gerard caught my attention again. He looked me in the eyes and he had that serious look on his face. If he had that expression, I knew I had to listen to him.
"All is well. There is no need for you to make yourself scarce."
"What about your brother?" I asked quietly. I couldn't really believe that all was well.
Gerard forced a smile. "He will come around. I would like for you to become reacquainted with one another tomorrow. Perhaps start over. You didn't exactly meet on the best of terms."
I nodded in agreement. Our first impressions of each other weren't exactly great.
"So, unclothe yourself and then we shall adjourn into Slumberland." He stood up and climbed back into the head of the bed, stretching when he was lay down.
I smirked and got up as well. I decided just to sleep in my boxers again.
Gerard watched as I practically jumped out of my jeans and shrugged off my hoodie and t-shirt.
"Pink, hm? How did I not observe that before?" He smiled at me.
I looked down at my boxers. I had asked my mom to specifically get me a pink pair because I liked to challenge gender roles. I hadn't really planned on anyone actually seeing them.
"Yeah." I looked back up and grinned.
"Captivating. Now would you please turn off the light and join me? I am awfully lonely over here." He sent me another bright smile.
He didn't need to ask me twice. I switched off the light and made my way back over to the bed.
He held the sheet up for me as I climbed into it. We returned to our previous positions of me cuddling him, my head on his chest, with his arm around me. I really did feel at ease lying like that.
It was silent for a few minutes until I couldn't hold it in any longer, "What did you tell your brother?"
Gerard didn't reply straight away. The hand that was around me started to lightly stroke my arm while I waited for his answer. It wasn't that I was desperate to know. I just wanted to know what Gerard thought and most importantly, if he was regretting whatever this was between us.
"Firstly," Gerard began, "I criticised him for turning up unannounced at an incredulous hour."
I sniggered a little. Of course he had done that.
"I then managed to convince him that I am an adult and I can make my own decisions. I do love my brother but he does occasionally like to meddle in my life and coddle me." Gerard placed his free hand over mine and started idly tapping it.
"But what if this is a bad decision?" I had no idea why I was asking that but I did anyway. It sounded like I was trying to convince him that this was a bad idea but really, we both already knew it was. I still couldn't really believe that it was actually happening.
Again, he didn't answer straight away. He just continued to tap out some tune on my hand.
Eventually, he sighed and said, "In regards to you, Frank... It will never be a bad decision. If you haven't already noticed, I am rather fond of you."
I smiled in the dark and cuddled into him a little more. "I'm pretty fond of you too."
"I should hope so." I heard the smile in his voice, "I do like it when we are on the same page."
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Question: what is it about this story that you like?
I'm curious.
-Beth :3
