Chapter Three Biyatches!
Bulletproof heart
He smiled at me, his sweet lips glistening, his eyes glowing. I felt the need to kiss him, but I held back in case he was straight. "See you then" He whispered and turned to his music stand, it was free day today and we could play and pretty much do whatever we wanted. He looked through his lyric papers and found a song that looked hand-written. "Read this? I don't want it to sound crappy, I was going to audition for something with it" He asked, handing me the papers, I took them and read the sweet words.
Turn Away
If you could get me a drink
Of water 'cuz my lips are chapped and faded
Call my aunt Marie
Help her gather all my things
And bury me in all my favorite colors
My sisters and my brothers, still
I will not kiss you
Cuz the hardest part of this is leaving you
I stopped reading, and handed the papers to him. "This. Is amazing! You wrote this?" I asked, genuinely loving the words, and hoping he would sing it for me. "I wrote it this morning. Sorry if this sounds creepy, but I wrote it when I saw you" He whispered, looking deep into my eyes, and I looked back, wanting to scream how much I loved him, his smile, his lips, his eyes, his... His heart.
"So, you know a melody yet?" I asked him, trying to fill the tension that had begun in the room. He nodded, and asked if I wanted to hear. "YEAH!" I yelled a bit too loudly, and Gerard began to sing. After this moment, I couldn't think, it was like hearing an angel. His voice was over the top, overdramatic, and I loved it. He didn't show off, he didn't change anything about himself for this song. I felt a tear form at my eye, and I wiped it away, Gerard noticed, stopped singing and blushed crimson, red, and orange all at once, and it was adorable.
I thought to myself, how can anybody as small and chubby as me get this hunk of SEXY, and shot down any idea of kissing him right there. I stared into his glistening eyes lovingly, and he looked back. We stayed like this for maybe five minutes, then the bell rang and we both hurried out, happy to go to our final class of the day. I whispered to him about how much I wanted to leave right now, I hated English class, and he raised his hand. "Yes Gerard?" The woman asked, her blonde hair falling into her eyes in a way that would be sexy if the person sitting next to me didn't do it seventeen times better. He puckered his lips in the hottest way ever and practically purred "Can I show Frank around? He got lost today and I don't want that to happen again" his husky voice deepening with every word, and I almost drooled. She nodded, obviously feeling the same way about his voice, as extremely cougarish as that is. We grabbed our things and left the room.
As soon as we were out of hearing distance from our class, he yelled "Tadaa!" his hands sarcastically symboling our freedom.
Chapter Four coming out soon!
I got a bulletproof heart, You got a hollow point smile, we got our runaway scarves, got a photograph dream on the getaway mile.
