I quickly jumped off the bench, and ran over to him. I turned him so he was facing me, and stared into his eyes. "I really should fucking hate you." He smirked and replied, "I know." He pulled me into the best kiss of my life. It was balenced with emotions. Hate. Love. Passion. I was so lost in it, nothing else mattered. I remember what it felt to be happy again. It felt like forever since I felt that good. I forgot everything about forgetting Gerard and I just wanted to be with him again. He pulled away and we both just stared at each other. I tried my best to say, "I-I-I gotta go." But he really just came out in a blur. "Bye, baby." Gerard kissed my cheek and walked down the courtyard. I just stood there, in awe of the situation. I couldn't move, I was so happy. He kissed me.. he kissed me! I through a fist in the air looking like a complete moron but not giving a damn. I walked home estactic, and came in to the smell of my mom's baked Ziti. "Mmm, smells good Mom!" I side-hugged her. "I figured we haven't had this in a while. Nice change, huh?" "Yeah, I'm going to head up to my room." She nodded, clearly to much into boiling the pasta to notice anything I've said. I ran upstairs and opened my door. As soon as I sat down my phone began blasting Miss Murder. "Hello?" "Hey, Frank. It's Ray, Mikey's friend." "Oh hey bro, what's up?" I wasn't quite sure what he wanted. "Mikey has something he wants me to tell you." I froze for a second. What's going on? Is he ill? Is he moving? What? No! I just got my second chance with Gerard! Wait, this is about Mikey. "What is it" I answered worriedly. "He... he thinks he's in love with you." I dropped the phone. WHAT THE FU-?