Gerard Gay

Happy

Gerard Gay's pov:

Waking up, is not always easy.

Sometimes, its the one thing in the world that you would rather die than do.

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I layed there smoking cigarette after cigarette, listening to his light snores next to me.

I'd always been sort of fucked, from the very beginning. But I never, would've thought I was even capable of dragging myself into this shit.

Gerard's arms were wrapped around my waist, making it impossible not to smile. Snoring lightly, he decided to use me as a human matress. I giggled as he laid completely ontop of me, his head on my chest. I ran my fingers through his hair, a lit cigarette between the fingers of my opposite hand. I took a drag, not caring that it smeared my tinted lipgloss and looking down at Gerard.

"You're so adorable..What am I gonna do with you babydoll?"

He mumbled in his sleep, I sighed, breathing out more smoke, the swirling fog slowly surrounding us.

I continued running my fingers through his hair, as he mumbled again.

"Speak up baby, I can't hear you."

"I said, you could just cuddle me."

I smiled, giggling slightly at his comment. I kissed his forehead, leaving a light pink glossy kissmark.

"I can't sugar, I gotta get up today."

He whined, holding me tighter. I giggled, remembering I had done the exact same thing to him just the other day.

"I'm not even 5% awake right now and you're really fucking warm...Don't leave.."

It felt like a grin was permanently etched into my face, I couldn't stop smiling. I kissed his forehead again, he looked up at me with wide hazel eyes.

"Don't leave, stay.."

"Gerard, I gotta. I'll be back later though, okay?"

He frowned, but nodded anyways.

I sighed, giving him a look, he smiled softly.

"I swear you only love me for my bodyheat."

"Nope I love your kisses too!"

"Mhmm, well whatever sugar I still gotta go."

"Okay be safe, bring me back coffee?"

"Sure."

I hugged him before grabbing my bag and heading towards the bathroom. I did my eyeliner perfectly, with a little grey shadow and black mascara. Adding a layer of watermelon lipgloss, I quickly brushed and styled my hair. 

Bubblegum pink denim shorts, white converse and...Gerard's Iron Maiden t-shirt??

"How the fuck did I manage to grab that?...Whatever all my clothes are dirty, I'll wear it."

I threw it on along with my shorts and converse. Skipping out of the bathroom, I grabbed my phone and earbuds. I turned to see Gerard, standing there looking worn the fuck out.

"When will you be back? Do you want a key? I usually lock the door when I'm by myself.."

"I'll be back soon, I'll probably be back in about 2-3 hours. I'already got your key, because I'm sneaky like that and I know. Kiss kiss sweetheart, I'll see you soon."

I kissed both his cheeks, noticing the way they slowly turned a light shade of pink. Before heading out the door.

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