I wanted to keep this as classy as possible because I'm trying to write this story as, well, professionally as I can. I didn't to write a full on smut scene, just something cute and suggestive. So I hope you enjoy this. I'm pretty tired so it might be terrible. And some reviews would be lovely. I didn't get many last time. Whether that's because of my two month abandonment or not, I'd appreciate some more reviews so I know what you think. I DO still love you guys.


Chapter 12 – Ready

I sprinted the short journey down the road to her house and knocked frantically on the door. Skye opened it after a few minutes, with a confused expression on her beautiful face.

"Gerard? What's wrong?" Obviously her instincts told her something was up, probably because I was panting like a diseased dog.

"Nothing…I…just need….to talk," I spluttered out. She nodded and opened the door wider to let me in. I sat down on the couch while she went and made me a coffee. I didn't even have to ask, bless her. She put it down on the coffee table in front of me and turned her body to face me once she had sat down.

"So, what's up?" she looked worried, as if I was going to tell her I didn't want to be with her or something.

"I don't really know where to start or anything so I'm just going to come right out and say it and I don't care how blunt I am but Skye; I love you. So yeah, feel free to freak out but I can't help it. I'm in love with you," I took a breath and awaited her response. Her face looked shocked and I don't know, a little scared? Shit.

Then the corners of her mouth started to turn upwards, and she smiled. Relief washed through me like a flash flood and I relaxed.

"Gee, that's so sweet. I love you too." she shifted forwards and pecked my lips, her smiles spreading into a grin to match my own.

"I just felt like I needed to tell you. Mikey kinda forced me to as well. Little shit threw a condom at me too. I mean come on he's surely too young to be carrying or using those…" I laughed, nervously rambling on. Skye giggled too.

"Well, at least he IS being safe," she laughed harder now. Probably at the disgusted expression on my face.

"Ew, that's my little brother! Ew, ew, ew!" Skye continued to laugh at me. "Anyway…" I said, trying to steer the conversation a different way. "I thought your parents would be back by now?"

"Oh, no they have to stay for a few more days," she looked saddened by this.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just rarely see them anymore. Ever since that whole picture taking thing with my ex-boyfriend they've sort of looked down on me, like I'm a disappointment. Who can blame them? I am a disappointment."

"Whoa, no you're not! Skye, you're perfect. That whole photo thing was his fault, not yours. Fuck your parents. You've still got me. I love you, no matter what." She looked up at me, and then smiled.

"I love you too," she said, before moving in for another kiss. This time, it wasn't just a peck. She moved closer to me, placing one of her hands on my cheek, the other on my knee. She began to kiss me a bit harder, running her tongue along my bottom lip. Soon enough, our tongues had started some kind of weird wrestling match. But I liked it…

Somehow my hands had found their way to her hips and were pulling her towards me. I thought she'd object and tell me it was too much but she didn't seem to care. In fact, she straddled my lap, which was a bit of a shock. We proceeded to kiss for some time after that. I'm not sure how long exactly, but it was a long time…Then things started to heat up a bit…

She ran her hands down my chest, then clutched onto the bottom of my Iron Maiden shirt and lifted it off, over my head. She then wasted no time in kissing me again, her hands resting on my chest. Suddenly a thought dawned on me; I don't want her rushing into this before she's ready. I have to stop this…

"Wait, Skye…" I began as I pushed her shoulders back a bit, "are you really ready for this? I mean, after what happened last time…I don't want you to regret this tomorrow. We've not exactly been together long and I don't want to lose you…"

"Gerard, I trust you. You won't do anything like that scumbag did. And I love you; I want to show you that and well, I know it's soon, but I can't think of anytime more perfect than now. We've just confessed to each other that we're in love, and my parents aren't going to be home for days…This is perfect," she looked directly into my eyes to prove she wasn't lying. "I trust you. I'm ready," and with that, we were back to making out.

I lifted her tank top off of her torso, and stared in awe at her body. She was perfect.

"Do the scares freak you out…?" she asked, obviously worried. I hadn't even noticed, but there were scars over her stomach. There must have been over 30 thick, white scars neatly lined up around her belly button. To show her I didn't care, I bent forwards and started to kiss the scars, one by one.

"Nothing can make me think you're anything less than perfect," I confessed before kissing her again. She smiled into the kiss and began to unbuckle my skinny jeans, her lips never leaving mine. She stood up to take them off of me, and dropped them down the side of the couch. While she stood in front of me, I unbutton her black shorts and let them drop to the floor. Even the underwear she was wearing was beautiful. Both her bra and panties were a park purple, with black lace around the edges. She had the most stunning figure and body that even my imagination couldn't have conjured up.

"You're so beautiful, Skye…" She playfully hit my arm whilst smirking as if to tell me to shut up. "What? You are." I grinned and stood up, taking her hands in mine. She wrapped her arms around my neck and began to kiss me again. Naturally my own hands rested on her hips.

After a few more minutes of kissing, Skye reached around and undid the clasp on her bra. She then took down the straps and let it fall. I couldn't help but stare. I mean come on, the most gorgeous and sexy girl ever, is half naked in front of me. What would YOU be staring at? She giggled a little and lifted my chin up, so I was looking into her eyes again.

"My eyes are up here," she laughed.

"I'm sorry; you're just…so sexy…"

"Well, thank you." She then continued, taking off my ever-growing-tighter boxer shorts, and her own underwear. She then sat down on the couch, gently pulling me with her. She lay down, taking me with her, so I was hovering over her.

"Are you sure about this? It's not too late to say no."

"Gerard, I'm more than sure. This is perfect. I love you."

"I love you too." I kissed her again, letting my instincts take over.

And that experience, was the single most incredible, and beautiful experience of my life. I had never felt so much passion and love for someone before, and it was perfect.


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