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A Reason To Believe

GERARD'S POV

The next morning everyone was hungover and tired. They all staggered into the kitchen to find some sort of greasy food to devour, leftover pizza.
"Uhhhgg I can't feel my head anymore" Hannah groaned as she rested her head on the table in front of her. Kaitlyn wasn't too bad but she ate, then passed out again on the couch.

It was only me awake for thirty minutes until
Jalyn finally woke up. She almost passed out in her way to the living room where I was sitting. She had obviously had the most to drink.
"No. No I don't like it" she said randomly as she sat on the couch.
"What don't you like?" I asked in response
"I don't really know but I don't like it"
"Okay" I said ignoring her out of place comments.

JALYN'S POV

I almost couldn't see, I was so hung over. I tried to remember last night, anything from last night. I finally caught a glimpse of me and Gee kissing on the couch.
"Fuck, I'm sorry" I said almost silently.
"What are you sorry about?" He asked looking at me with an out of place grin across his face.
"Last night. I shouldn't have kissed you. It put you in a shitty position" I said rubbing my eyes. He came to sit next to me and scooped my hands into his.
"Jalyn, it's okay. You were so drunk. It wasn't your fault" he looked at me sympathetically.
"No that's not what I mean. I wanted to for a long time. Now that I have I feel like it's gonna tear shit to pieces, Gee" I looked back at him, my hands still in his. He just smiled like an idiot.
"Well that's terrific, because I really wanted you to've meant it last night. It'll be okay. We'll tell them later but for now it's you and me" he was so understanding. It was as if there was a script and he knew every line by heart. I just smiled back at him. It was a genuine smile, something I didn't even remember how to do for the past year and a half.

I took my hands back and pushed my bangs to the side before pulling him into a hug.
"I wear this on my sleeve, give me a reason to believe" he whispered quoting a song, 'Thanks For The Venom', that him and the boys had written before he'd left. I always thought it had meant 'I wear my heart on my sleeve, help me believe it should stay there'. He'd gone out with girls before me, but it always ended in him coming over and being torn to shreds because he was told he was too 'emo' for them.

Frankie finally told him one day 'emo is short for emotional, so let them call you emo. It just means your better than them'. He was totally fine after that.
"You are probably the cheesiest and sweetest person I've ever met" I said pulling away, kissing him on the cheek and going to my room to change.