BoarderLine**Frerard**

.12.

Star wars was playing once I emerged from the bathroom. I had taken off my jacket and first tee shirt and I looked around for a place to put my clothes. A pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist tenderly. A kiss planted right below my jaw.

"Movie and chill?"

"Fuck off,"

"Frankieee," I craned my neck up at him to see his green eyes wide with hope. I sighed.

"No sex," Gerard let out a squeal and grabbed my hand, he jerked me away so hard and quickly that I dropped my jacket on the ground. He led me to the couch where some Star Wars movie was on, I don't really know which one... I'm pretty sure it's Empire Strikes Back. I curled up next to him with my head on his chest and his arm draping over my shoulders. His thumb curled in my belt loop. I felt him kiss the top of my head, I suppressed a giggle. His fingers laced between mine and I made a soft moan.

"Frank?"

"Hm?" I shifted on his chest and looked up at him. He was smiling, but it all seemed...off. My features instantly became worried.

"I-I really, really, like you." His gaze flicked away, a blush crawled on his cheeks. "And, and I know we haven't really done much but, I really want to be with you." A smile was unavoidable on my face. Tears threatened to form in my eyes. This was literally the best thing that has ever happened to me. Someone actually saying they want me. Gerard's eyes didn't meet mine, but his red hair hung in front of his face, covering his obvious blush. My smile simply grew. I buried my face in his chest. His breathing almost stopped I swear to god. I sniffled softly by accident, I'm not crying. Fuck crying. A tear slid down my cheek and on his shirt. I hate you, you small tear of evil. I propped my chin on his belly and smiled up at him.

"I really like you too," Gerard had a look of just terror before I said it. His face softened and I watched as his eyes grew wide.

"Really?"

"Really," I paused to bite my lip, yet another goddamn smile comes along, "could we stop saying 'really' so much?" Gerard snorted with a laugh and nodded.

"I'm sorry," I cocked my head at the sudden words.

"For what?" He shrugged. "Don't be sorry for things you haven't done." I sat up. I made an extremely dangerous move and set my knees on either side of his hips. Then, I sat down carefully, very, very, very, conscious of what exactly I was on. My face flushed at the thought. I threw the thoughts away and focused on Gerard again. Cupping his face and staring in his eyes, I leaned in and kissed him. I. Kissed. Him. And I didn't even plan it. It just happened. I was literally going to give him some sort of prep talk but no, just kiss. I mean I have kissed him but seriously Frank? Either way, Gerard was into it and that's all that matters. His hands moved up my shirt and pulled me closer by the waist. His lips were only pressed against mine and his eyes closed. My own fingers decided it would be best to run through his hair, my actual brain thought that would be a turn on but I still did it. My hips absently rocked on his, one of his hands was on my neck, rubbing a small scorpion tattoo on my neck. I moaned feverishly on his lips. My lungs were burning for air but I didn't want to let go. Gerard ducked his head down for a breath, well I guess I won't die now.

"Well," Gerard licked his lips before looking up, "that was unexpected." A smile lit his face. I blushed and hugged him close, bringing my face into his neck. His red hair tickled my nose but I resisted the urge to sneeze. His chest rose up and down slowly, almost sleepily.

"Gee?" He glanced down at me. "I think, we should go on a date." His eyebrows raised in interest. I watched the side of his mouth quirk up. He nodded slowly.

"I agree on that," He sat up, I quickly slid off his lap. He glanced at me with mischievous green eyes before walking to the kitchen. I looked back at the TV, the credits were rolling. I guess he had played it in the middle of the movie. A shadow on the ground made my heart beat faster, I looked up at Gerard leaning on the wall with his phone. He was grinning. My eyes flicked back to the shadow. My heartbeat was racing at it. My fingers and brain ached. Power was thudding in my palms, threatening to shoot out. I shook my head and squeezed my eyes shut, I pulled my hair and let my forehead drop on my palms. "Frank?" my head shot up. Gerard was in front of me, his eyes worried. I smiled weakly. "You're shaking, are you okay?" his green eyes seemed to know something but his voice didn't show it. I let my hands drop and smiled more heartedly.

"I'm fine,"

"You look pale,"

"I am pale, I think I'm a vampire." He narrowed his eyes, he didn't laugh at my joke. I swallowed hard and gave another dazzling smile.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Irritation made me scratch my palms.

"I'm going to the bathroom," Gerard stepped back and held out a hand, I ignored it. I'm pretty sure my power would release at any touch. He looked a bit hurt as he watched me jog to the bathroom. I made sure to lock the door before snapping my fingers and tapping my temple. The room was only dim so my night vision wasn't exactly strong. A headache was beginning to pulse behind my eyes. I gripped on the sink with whitening knuckles. Leaning forward as black spittle dribbled down my chin. A cough rattled my chest and I closed my eyes at the sudden pain clawing at my heart. The goo sputtered from my throat and exploded on the mirror and sink. I glanced up shakily at the mirror where the goo didn't get to. A scream was locked in my throat.

Glowing green eyes, sharp teeth, and claws glared back at me. I looked down at my hands, they were normal. Yet my body shook in pain. Another screamed bubbled in my throat, luckily my hands were clamped over my mouth. My heart was thudding painfully in my ribcage, I looked at the mirror again. My tattoos were moving, crawling and itching against my skin. The snake wrapped around my body was slithering, then its mouth sunk in the skin. I howled. The scissors on my neck were drawing blood, the words on my hands were thundering in my head. I fell to the ground and held my head in my hands. Blood seemed to be oozing behind my eyes as the world turned a deep shade of red. Tears were streaking down my face. I was shaking in pain. The door was being slammed on. It threatened to burst. A feeling of my throat clenching and stomach rolling made me freeze, no. I upchucked on the floor, black goo spurted everywhere. It dripped down the walls and filled the tiles. My body was curled on the floor, my mouth still leaking. Then the door broke. Hell broke loose with it. His hands were all over me, shaking at me to wake up. I heard his voice tremble and his green eyes were looking into mine. I tried to stay awake but the pain was subsiding and instead sleepiness fell on me. 

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