Only Love (Hey Angel Face sequel)

Miss Angel Face

Your pov

A knock at the door immediately made me jump. Quickly, I came out of my bedroom and opened the door.

"Hey angel face." He smirked.

"Hey Gee." He stepped inside, I closed the door.

"Wow, I've never actually been in your house before. It's nice."

"Thanks..." I answered, my fingers playing with my fingers as we went to my room.

"This is your room!?" I nodded, "Wow, didn't think miss angel face was so..."

"What?" I asked.

"So lame..."

"Lame!? What's that supposed to mean!?"

"I mean, you've got like, nothing!"

"Well, yeah, that's what happens when you move a lot, genius."

"So you just, don't have stuff!?"

"I did have stuff, but I got rid of it. Never put it up, anyways..."

"Oh but what's this!?" He found a photograph I had on my nightstand.

"Gerard, give that back!"

"No, I wanna see it!" He pushed me away, "Is that? No way, mini miss angel face!? Wow..." He held it up next to my face, "You got more tired." Finally, I snatched it from him.

"Dude, you'll get finger prints all over it!" Carefully, I set it back down.

"But I wasn't done! Who's the guy!?" He pointed.

"Tyler?"

"I dunno, never met him..."

"That's Tyler, you'll meet him in a few days."

"Oh that's the guy!? He looks so... so..." He struggled to find the word, "... Not... cool..."

"Wow, Gerard, that was so 'not cool' of you." The sarcasm was heavy. He chuckled.

"Yeah?" He stepped closer, sending a look. I sent a strange look back.

"Yeah..." I stepped back, before I knew it he had lifted me up, "Gerard! Put me down!" I cried, he only laughed. Without thinking, I laughed along.

"Aww, is miss angel face scared of heights?" He chuckled.

"No! I'm scared of you dropping me head first!"

"I'm not gonna drop ya, geez..." He then set me on the bed, staring.

"What?" I asked, smiling.

"Nothin'..." His gaze went to one of my plain white walls.

"Gee..." I stood up, close to him. He wouldn't look at me, "Gee, what are you..." I moved my head, but he only looked away, smirk on his face.

"Whatta ya mean? I'm not doin' anything!" His gaze went the opposite of mine. Finally, when our gazes crossed, quickly, I kissed him.

"Angel face..." His gaze was finally on me.

"Punk boy..." My arms went around his neck while his fell over my hips.