THE WAY HE LOOKS AT ME (Gerard Way x Tristan) (in progress) (lemon X3)

A Day In The Life Of An Emo (XD)

(Tristan's POV)

Tristan opens his pale eyelids, dashed with a spot of blush. A freckle lays inches away from his delicate eyelashes, staring in awe at his gorgeous deep hazelnut eyes. He bats away a bouncy ginger curl from his stark white forehead, his supple fingertips dragging along his alarm which has been blaring Fall Out Boy for the past five minutes.

"Uggghhh..." He groans, groggily. With a bang he turns off his alarm, nearly bruising his wrist as he slaps it against the top. "God fucking damnit what fucking time is it dude? Its too fucking early for this shit..." He turns, and sees 2:00pm

Oh yeah. This is why he takes afternoon classes.

He contemplates going back in for another nap, just skipping his classes altogether. Last night was a real wild bender, mosh pits and blood everywhere...he even saw someone's piercing get ripped out! And he totally plans on doing it again. Tonight, actually.

But then, just as he's drifting back into his favorite state of unconsciousness, his girlfriend, Ayla gives him a rude awakening.

"Get the fuck up you lazy sack of shit!" She giggles, annoyingly. That giggle could kill Tristan, and not in the good way.

"Can you hop off my dick?"

"What dick? You don't have the money for it yet!!" She pierces straight through Tristan's heart, what a bitch.

He shrugs it off, used to this behavior by now. He forces himself out of his uncomfortable mattress, and heads to the kitchen for some breakfast. Stomach upset from a wicked sick hangover, he opts for an apple and way too much Advil. A 20 year old really shouldn't be drinking this much.

Too tired to put in the effort for a shower, he just grabs his coat and shoes. He slept in his clothes, anyway, so its no big deal. As he's about to scuttle out the door, Ayla stops him crudely. Of course she's getting ready for another cam session, what a whore. He thinks to himself. But he doesn't say it. He'll never say it.

"Are you really leaving looking and smelling like that? I don't want my boyfriend on campus looking like..." She stops to eye him up and down, "that." Tristan sighs, she's never happy with the way he looks.

Ayla saunters over to him, hips swaying lusciously as her triple E breasts bounced with every step she took. He couldn't take his eyes off them, they were just so big. It for some reason disgusted him, and for another intrigued him. He'd wondered before if he could pop one like a balloon.

She started teasing at his already curly hair, "you really should grow this out...maybe like an afro...I don't know..." Tristan groans, not willing to fight with her over this again. She looks at his plain white shirt, stained with either blood or alcohol...or both. "You should wear that baby blue button up I got you...I also never see you using that tree scented cologne I got you." Tristan aggressively swerves around, "I'll borrow some of Ryan's Old Spice spray when I get to Psych...shove off." He grags at her.

Without leaving her another word, he's out the door and on his way to his first class of the day--Psych.

//TIME SKIP//

After stopping for some green tea at Starbucks--A cafe he hates because of all the disgusting preps--he plops himself down in his new seat in the back, right next to his friend Ryan. Ryan has a boner, and is for some reason staring at pictures of a raccoon. Tristan doesn't question it. This is the first semester of his Psych class, and he doesn't want any trouble.

"Hey, Ryan, can I borrow some Old Spice?"

"Oh sure." Ryan says, pulling out a roll of duct tape and a yard of rope out of his backpack to find his deodorant.

"Here you go."

"Thanks."

Tristan applied it generously, and then slumped back down to wait for the professor. Five minutes passed, and the smell of cigarettes began to fill the room. Suddenly, a lard of humongous yellow hair heelys in, and Tristan can't believe who it is....

((A/N: I hope you guys liked this chapter, I worked really hard on it and I think this story has a lot of potential. I hope you stick with me while I develop these amazing characters, and don't worry, we're going to get some hot Gerard action soon X3))