Chapter two- your guardian angel
That evening after school I lay awake in bed thinking about what had happened that day. I couldn't help but feel terrible thinking of Gerard in detention as I lay here. The day's events had been too much for me to handle all at once as the memories flooded my head.
After the burger bar Gerard had wrapped me in his arms for what seemed like forever. We had been late back to school by about 30 minutes and Gerard had said there was no point in staying. I was shocked as he pulled me by the hand to the local park. We sat down on the bench but his hand never left mine. I thought he might have just forgotten to take it away but when he saw my uneasy expression he just held tighter. When Gerard had gone back to school for his detention I told him I would wait for him but he merely smiled and hushed me away.
I didn't know how to feel right then, I was so confused. Why was the A grade student skipping school to hold my hand in the park, why had he hugged me so many times that day, why did he look at me with the same eyes I had for him.
I tossed and turned feeling as if my stomach had dropped out and my heart was slowly being torn apart by thousands of little knives, pulling at each ligament with tiny movements. I couldn't take it anymore. I felt a tear run down my sheepish face. I let out a loud scream remembering thankfully that my dad was at work. I buried my head into the soft bed covers and felt myself break down into a mess of tears and emotion. I lay there shaking and crying until I felt a warm hand on my shoulder. I was shocked as to who it could be but didn't look up. I knew this wasn't my father as he wouldn't have been so gentle. He would have slapped me until I stopped being so pathetic and acted like a man should. I felt my anger rise as the hand squeezed me tenderly and then heard the mystery person speak. "Frankie..what's the matter Frankie?"
I then realised it was Gerard. He sounded panicked and worried as he shook me delicately. "Frankie, Frank please are you okay?" He repeated the question over and over until I slowly turned around to face him. His eyes were wide with concern and he gave me a worried look as he laid eyes upon my pitiful face.
"H..how..?" I shook violently and stumbled over the only word I could say.
"Your dad's car wasn't there, and since the door was open.." He trailed off as I began to cough and splutter through the tears. He sat down on the bed next to me and cupped my face in his large pale hands. He was still in his school uniform and the light from the setting sun through the window lit up his angled features and reflected off his white shirt giving him an angle like glow to his appearance. "God.." I breathed in a whisper totally taken back by how beautiful my friend of 10 years looked right then.
It was like he knew what I was thinking as he gave me a weak smile and shook his head slightly. "Are you going to tell me what is wrong then, or just stare at me all day?"He whispered playfully, I smiled remembering when I had said the same thing about him staring at me earlier in the burger bar. Despite my faded smile I still felt another tear run down my face and felt my eyes well up under Gerard's warm touch. I stuttered trying to answer as he gave me an encouraging look, knocking his raven black bangs in front of his gem like eyes. I gave up trying to avoid the question and answered with one quick breath. "You." I closed my eyes unbelieving of the words that had just spilled out of my mouth and prepared myself for what was going to happen next, but it never came. There was just a still silence and Gerard locked eyes with me for the millionth time that day.
"Oh Frankie." He brought my face up to his and kissed my flushed cheeks. He knew exactly what I meant, I know he did. He shuffled on the bed so his back was against the wall and put his hands on my hips. I felt my heart skip a beat as he pulled me up to lie on his chest. He began to run his finger up and down my neck in a soothing motion and to my surprise he started to sing.
"I will never let you fall,
I'll stand up with you forever,
I'll be there for you through it all,
Even if saving you sends me to heaven,
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay."
When he was finished he kissed both my eyelids and surrounded me with his strong arms. I could feel his damp face against my own and looked up to see he was now crying. I wanted, needed to kiss him right then but was worried if did I would go too far and be too full on, I didn't want to scare him off. I reached one arm out to bring him forward but instead he pulled me into his lap. I rapped my legs around his waist and he held on to me tight rubbing my shoulders. I finally built up the courage to lean forward and place one extremely delicate kiss upon his perfect pink lips. He looked at me and buried his head in my neck. I was confused as to what he thought. Was he just being nice by not saying anything or did he like it. But if he did why didn't he kiss back. I just sat there with my legs around his waist and eyes closed, realising how turned on I actually was. I could feel him pushing me down into his crotch and saw he was also as hard as I was. Was he trying to let me know he felt the same or was he just a typical hormonal teen getting turned on by the slightest touch of anything.
But before I could figure it out I felt myself slipping into a deep sleep at the rocking motion of Gerard's comforting hands. He kissed my forehead and placed my head comfortably on his chest, covering us both with a blanket.
"Sweet dreams Frankie."