The Walls Have Ears

Gerard's POV (Chapter 23)

"YOU ARE FUCKING INSANE!" I scream at him.

"WHAT THE HELL IS ACTUALLY WRONG WITH YOU, YOU PSYCHOTIC CUNT?!"

"Gerard shut up!" She hisses at me, I look down at her.

"Would you rather us fucking die?"

"No but YOU'RE making him mad!"

"I'm pretty sure this asshole was far gone before we even got here Y/N"

She screams as her foot slips, causing sand to trickle down into the endless white light below.

I pull her in tighter grabbing her sides and supporting her back, my heart feeling like it was gonna break my ribs if it beat any harder.

"HERE WE'RE HUGGING! HAPPY? SEE LOTS OF OXYGEN OR WHATEVER HORMONE HERE!"

We both looked over at Dr Murphy to see him reclining on a chair on a patch of sand floating a good 40 meters away from us.

"SERIOUSLY!? WHAT HAPPENED TO CARING ABOUT YOUR LAB RATS, IF WE DIE YOU HAVEN'T GOT ANY DATA TO WORK WITH"

He looks up calmly.

Oxytocin levels at 30%

"SEE EVEN THE COMPUTER SAID SO! GET US THE FUCK OFF HERE"

He doesn't say anything but the robotic female voice says it for him.

Surface area of pillar will decrease according to levels of stress. Surface are will increase proportionally to oxytocin levels.

"It can't detect both at the same time" Y/N whispers to me.

"You have to calm down first, then we have to raise oxytocin or whatever, so we have to be happy" she explains.

"Right cause I'm absolutely ecstatic about falling to my death!" I yell back, looking over and seeing Dr Murphy reading a book made me feel like ripping a handful of skin right off his pretty face.

"GERARD!" Y/N has barley got tiptoes to keep her on.

"Okay okay!! What do I do, what do I have to do?!" I panic.

"I don't know! Think of something that makes you happy!"

I start thinking of my family, my brother. I remember the last time I saw him and how I was terrified. I then can't control the fact that my mind goes in the direction of thinking about the silver suited henchmen and how they took it all awa-

"GERARD!"

Oxytocin levels at 22%

"C'mon children, never dwell on the past" Dr Murphy says without lifting his head from his book, which obviously has a completely white cover.

"I want to fucking kill him" I whisper to Y/N under my breath.

"Well guess what gerard, I don't particularly give a flying fuck, because in case you can't see if you don't start taking some fucking control over your emotions we're gon-"

She stops mid sentence, lost in her words.

"That's it" She whispers to no one in particular.

"What? What is It?" I barely get to finish my sentence because I almost fall backwards at the shock of her lips against mine.

I'm holding onto her waist to keep her from falling, and even though there was no space between us before, now there's even less.

She has my face cupped in her hands as she kisses me with such a desperate force. Our lips and noses squished against each other as we both hold our breath in an inexperienced attempt to kiss correctly.

I feel both my heart and hers beat at insane speed, a weird lower part of my stomach feeling like it was shivering from the inside.

Suddenly I feel the room temperatured air become exposed to my face again and Y/N steps back onto  a full floor of sand.

She looks at me and smiles huge, still catching her breath.

"We did it!"

Oxytocin levels at 100%