Hopeless Romantics

Chapter 2: What the...

I jolted awake. I heard a slam downstairs. Man, that was a weird, yet oddly sexy dream.

Yes, that was a dream. And yes Gerard is my boyfriend.

Crap crap crap, I thought. He texted me that he was going to pick me up at 6am. Before I could get decent, he swung open the door. I was still in tight pink boxers, and had left over eyeliner on my face.

"Well, well, well. Look who the hair fairy called!", he chuckled and kissed my forehead. I love him.

He lifted the covers and snuggled with me. He reached over for the remote and turned on South Park. I flipped around and nuzzled into his chest, like in my dream.

"So, what do you want to do?", I asked, still hidden into his hoodie.

He softly placed his hands on my cheeks, and lifted my face up. His supple lips locked onto mine, me instantly doing so back. After a few seconds, he pulled away and said,"this."

We continued planting passionate kisses on each other, but ended before it got further. I mean it's way too early for that, and I just cleaned my sheets.

I look at my junky alarm clock. 8:30. Damn, we made out that long?

He got out of my bed and had a cute grin on his face,"I have a present for you."

I sat up and rotated my hands, telling him to go on. "Uh, uh, uh! My house. Get dressed."

I get up, run towards my closet, and grab the first things I see. A Misfits tank and ripped skinny jeans.

He follows me into the bathroom,"Do you mind?", I say sarcastically while unzipping my pants.

"No, not at all," he smirks. I sigh and pee while he watches. Perv, but I love him anyways.

I wash my hands, brush my teeth, wash my face, then ruin the clean skin with more eyeliner. High maintenance? Nope, just hella gay.

We walk downstairs and of course he has to ask,"Are you going to eat?"

Those words. Constantly dreading the question.

These words never fail to get me worked up, or break down, except this time.

"Please Gerard, can we discuss my eating another day?", I speak as soft as I can.

He has a look of sorrow wash over his face, but snaps out of it and answers,"Okay, babe."

I shuffle to the door and slip on checkered vans, and we run off to his house. He signals for me to ride his back, so I jumped as high as I could with skinny jeans on and linked my arms together around his neck.

We walked inside his house and walked downstairs into the basement. Across the way was Mikey's room. We heard suggestible noises in there so we left him alone...

I laid onto his bed and kicked off my shoes. He came down beside me and Eskimo kissed each other. I love him. I love Gerard Arthur Way. He is my everything.

The touch of his warm hands against my cold, pale skin felt like those moments where you're in a cold room and walk outside in the warm sun. It was almost orgasmic. Almost.

He passionately Frenched me while keeping his wandering hands under my shirt. Too bad I don't have boobs.

I moaned as he nibbled a tender spot on my lip. He knew my weak spots.

I bit back and he let out a little whimper. I reached for his pants, but he smacked my hand away.

"Not today, sugar," he smirked," I'm saving my energy for later tonight."

Tonight? What was tonight?

"And what would that be?" I asked, grinning as if I knew what he was taking about.

"Wait and see," he whispered. He kissed my forehead and walked to the tv. He turned on Aquabats and cuddled under the blankets.

Even though he's a tease, I still can't wait for my "surprise".

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Okay, so I feel like I'm 10 writing super smutty fanfics, so I want your guy's opinion. Should I make this a more serious romantic fanfiction, super fluff, or leave it as is. Please, critique this, and give suggestions! Also sorry if part 2 is terrible I finished it while I was dozing off. IF YOU KNOW ME IN REAL LIFE I SWAER 2 GOD DNT U D4RE TALK ABUT TGIS HNGMDMAKJA

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UPDATE:

HOLY SHIT WHY DOES WATTPAD HATE ME???? OKAY SO I PUBLISHED AN AUTHOR'S NOTE YESTERDAY AND IT WON'T SHOW UP ON MY PROFILE LIKE LAST TIME LIKE THE FUCK MAN!

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I guess you'll have to figure it out, nothing is going my way ;-;

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