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* (Y/N)'s POV *
It was after the dance. Mikey, Erica, Frank, and Ray were all drunk because they drank the punch Frank spiked. Meanwhile me and Gerard spent the whole night dancing so we didn't have the time.
The dance ended like 3 hours ago, but me and Gerard were still wandering around the street being random. "How long have we been out here?" Gerard asked, hopping down from a swing he was sitting on.
"Let me check." I said, pulling out my phone. I was almost midnight. "Shit, it's like 11:42, we better get home." I muttered. "Fuck, we've been out here that long?" Gerard asked.
"Guess so." I replied, starting to walk home. "How are you getting around in those heels?" Gerard asked, with a shocked expression as he stared at my shoes.
"I don't know, they hurt pretty bad, but I'm managing." I smiled. "No, come here." Gerard smiled, opening his arms. I stared at him, not knowing what to do, when he scooped me up and held me bridal style cause this is a fanfiction and everyone holds everyone in bridal style.
"I hope nobody sees us like this." I laughed. "What? Just two pale goth kids roaming the streets. One probably being a vampire that just turned that poor girl into one." Gerard laughed.
"That sounds like a Mikey fanfiction just waiting to happen." I smiled. "I'll tell him about it and see if he'll take up the idea." Gerard smiled.
We finally arrived at my house, and I unlocked the door with the key. I opened it up and let us both inside.
"I'll still not over the fact that you're wearing eyeliner." I smirked. "Does it look that bad?" Gerard asked, taking a seat on the couch.
"No, you look really good in it actually." I complimented, going to sit down with him. His face turned slightly pink, and he smiled sweetly at the floor.
"Thanks." He smiled. "No problem, Gee." I laughed. "No, for everything, I mean." He spoke, staring directly into my eyes.
"Huh?" I asked. I could feel my eyes starting to sparkle. If...that makes any sense.
"Thanks. For letting me in the music club. For kicking Jerry's ass. For barging into somewhere you could've been expelled for just to save me, for actually loving me for me." Gerard smiled.
"I- N-No problem, Gerard." I stuttered. "Sorry for the soppyness, I'm just really thankful, you know? To have someone like you?" He replied. "I-"
"I'm thankful for you too, Gee." I smiled. "That's good." He replied, beginning to slowley lean in closer to me.
I noticed and began to move closer as well. Our lips touched, and began moving in sync. Gerard wrapped one arm around my waist, and the other behind my head, deepening the kiss.
After a while, we had to pull back. A trail of saliva following the end of both of our bottom lips. We were both breathing pretty heavily, Gerard's hands still in the same place. He stood up, and held out his hand.
"What're you...?" I asked, staring at his hand for a bit. "Follow me." He replied simply, his face growing red. I obliged, and took his hand.
He led me into my room, and he sat at the foot of my bed. "Come here." He instructed, motioning for me to come over there.
I shuffled over and took a seat next to him. He wrapped his arm around me, and gave a small, but passionate kiss. I stared at him for a second, examining him, examining the place we were in. I knew exactly what he was trying to do.
I came to a sudden realization of what situation I was in. I slowley nodded, realizing that he was trying to get my consent. He smiled sweetly, and began to passionately make out. His arm trailed down my back, and reached the zipper of my dress.
I made a humming noise as if to ask for consent. I nodded and he slowley unzipped the back. I could feel his face growing redder and redder by the second. I could feel mine doing the same.
Once Gerard finished unzipping the back, he slowley pulled my sleeve down my arm. I grew impatient and began to undress myself. He softly pushed my hand away and began undressing me, but a bit faster this time.
Once my dress was completely off, I came to the realization that I was in my underwear, and quickly covered myself with my hands due to my low self esteem. Gerard grabbed both my hands and stared at me.
"Don't hide yourself. You're beautiful." Gerard whispered, giving a small smile. I smiled back and removed my hands away from my body. He began to quickly remove the rest of my clothing, along with his.
"Are you sure about this? This is...kinda my first time." Gerard muttered. "It's fine. It's mine too." I smiled, as Gerard positioned himself near my entrance.
"I'll be gentle, sugar." He whispered, before slowley shoving his member inside me. I yelled out in agony, as it went deeper and deeper with each slow push.
He began slowley thrusting once he got to the end. "Tell me when the pain goes away." Gerard smiled. I smiled back and nodded. Tears filled my eyes with all of the pain this was putting me through.
After a while, the pain stopped. I gave a small nod towards Gerard. He smiled sweetly, and began thrusting faster. At this point, I had became a moaning mess. Gerard seemed to have a few tears in his eyes. He moaned out slowley, trying to control himself.
"F-Fuck..." He grunted, beginning to go faster. I was too caught up in the moment to speak much. "G-Gerard...." I moaned out. He kept going faster and faster. "S-Shit, (Y/N)...you're so tight..." He grunted, his fave becoming even more red.
"Fuck, (Y/N), I-I think I'm gonna..." Gerard muttered l, before I started feeling something warm shoot inside me. I felt something knotting up in my stomach a second later, and released it all.
Gerard pulled out, and layed down next to me, still panting heavily. "This is the part where Frank barges out and reveals he was hiding in the closet and recorded the whole thing." Gerard laughed.
"God, I hope not." I laughed.
"I love you, (Y/N)." Gerard smiled.
"I love you too, Gerard."
[I'm so sorry.]
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