A/N
Sort of smut warning? I don't write smut, but I'll write up to it. Idk, I'm an awkward bean. So there's nothing cringeworthy, but it definitely hints towards it. Also, this one is slightly shorter because I reeeeeally don't like time skips.Y/N POV
The boys know I don't raise my voice often, but I was serious about this.
"I-I, um, what did you hear?" He asked nervously.
"I heard everything, Gee. Now talk."
"What do you want me to say, Y/N? How I've literally been in love with you since we first met over a decade ago? How I used to cover it up with rude comments? I mean, yeah, those are mainly just on stage now, but still." He rambled.
"Why did you never tell me? Up until this tour, I was convinced you hated me." I asked softly.
"I could never, in my life, hate you. Yeah, you're difficult sometimes. You wanna punch me in the throat sometimes. But my feelings have never and will never change."
I noticed the three other boys had left the room at this point, leaving only Gerard and I in here to talk. I looked up at the man in front of me and smiled.
"You didn't answer my question."
"I didn't tell you because I was afraid it would ruin everything. I don't want to lose you." He whispered, resting his hand on my cheek.
"You'll never lose me." I whispered back. He slowly leaned in and I felt our lips connect. The feeling was like something inside of me exploded. Every part of me felt like it was tingling. The butterflies in my stomach became more and more apparent.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. He ran his hands down my back and eventually lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, never breaking the kiss.
I felt him plop down on the couch with me straddling him. My hands made their way to be chest, gripping his shirt collar, as his rested on my hips, occasionally squeezing.
He broke the kiss and began kissing down my neck. I accidentally let a moan slip out, then heard someone clear their throat.
"Listen, guys, if you're gonna bang, can you at least do it in your bunk instead of where we all sit?" Frank said.
I quickly jumped off of Gerard's lap, acting like nothing happened. I knew my face had to be beat red at this point.
"Yeah, uh, sorry." Gee replied, scratching the back of his head.
"So I take it as our plan worked?" I heard Mikey say as he walked into the room. Taking in our disheveled looks, he just nodded and mumbled a quick 'yep.' The two of them left the room after completely killing the mood.
"Well, uh, I think I might head to bed now." I said, standing up.
"Hey, wait." He gently grabbed my arm, pulling me into him. I simply looked up at him as he smiled back down at me.
"Are you gonna come with me or are you just gonna stand there and stare at me?" I asked, winking at him. I turned around and heard him quickly following me.
I sat down on my bunk and he carefully pushed me back, kissing me as he did so. I felt his hands roam my body, like he was memorizing each and every inch of me.
I scraped my nails up his back, eventually resting them in his hair. I gave it a slight tug, earning a gasp from him. He buried his face in my neck, kissing and nipping at my skin. I sighed at the feeling.
I ran my hands down to the hem of his shirt and lifted it off of him. He then did the same to me, groping me as I freed myself from my bra.
Things definitely escalated quickly tonight, but I sure as hell wasn't complaining.
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Hard To Love
FanfictionY/N L/N and Gerard Way, both lead singers of My Chemical Romance, have an.. interesting.. relationship, to say the least. Everyone thinks they hate each other, but how do they really feel?