The Wishlist

"FRANK! Get 'ere I wanna show you something!" almost screeching at me.

I ran quite silently, but so clumsily almost slipping and 'falling up' the stairs, by the time I got there I just stood outside the door catching my breath.

"FRAAAAAAAAAAAAANK!" he yelled again.

"Yeah, I'm here now, what?" I pushed open the door a bit more to see Gerard sitting on the bed waving a black leather book at me, which looked suspiciously familiar.

"Look what I found!" he said in a happy voice, "let's start here shall we? '16-02-13, Today me and Gee went to this place where we played something called 'laser tag' well, the 'laser tag' wasn't that fun, it was only fun because I was so close to Gee all the time, he accidently hit my with his gun but kissed it better, I think that was the best thing that ever happened to me this ye-"

"HEY, where the hell did you get that?" I yelled while snatching it off of him.

"Don't worry, I've read It all." He smirked to himself and groaned while lifting up all his body weight on one arm to walk over to me.

"You know, that wish list that you have in your journal . . . I can do whatever you wish" chuckling and taking a step forward.

"Gerard, n-no I didn't know what I was writing, I-I was probably drunk or high!" I said with my head down.

"You see, that's not convincing at all Frankie. . ."

I backed away slowly but Gerard kept on coming closer, I hit the wall, he grabbed my wrists and pulled them up over my head so I couldn't push him away, I never realised how strong he was with his pale fragile figure, he closed his beautifully intriguing green eyes and closed in on my lips, my eyes also fluttered shut. I couldn't help it, I started moaning as Gerard started rubbing my semi-hard-on with the palm of his hand, it felt too good to resist I slowly slid down the wall, as did he.

I gagged once the long kiss had ended and he had stopped touching me, Gerard let go of my wrists and said "you can cross that one off of your wish list now, can't you."

He stood up and just left me sitting there all worked, knowing that I wanted more, and walked to the door and stoped, turned around looked me in the eye and said "but there's still so many things more." He said smugly.