A/N- Hey, sorry this is a little late. I just did my a-levels and it was fucking crazy :D BUT GOOD. I just thought I'd tell you a little about my life is going:

I got accepted into loads of uni's which I'm happy about.

I'm almost 18! :0

I am currently sort of seeing someone which is really great.

AND

I'm writing a new story...

And it's NON MCR.

*GASP*

I know...

It's a bit of a change, but I like it :D and I hope you will too... O.o

LOVE YOU GUYS! XXXXXX

BLAKE

I never react that well to anaesthetic. I tend to either punch the doctors or start crying.

I happened to do both in this incidence.

"Gerard!" I screamed, tears pouring down my face. I felt like I was floating, I couldn't feel the pressure of the bed on me or my clothes. All I could feel was the oxygen mask they kept trying to put on me. I slapped their hands away as the nurses tried to make me comfortable.

"GET GERARD!" I snapped at them.

"Visitors aren't allowed in the recovery room..." One of the nurses said timidly.

"May I remind you, that you are a nurse? There to make a patient comfortable. May I also remind you that I am not very comfortable at this point ergo you're failing at your job? SO AMEND THE SITUATION AND GET MY BOYFRIEND." I shouted before putting the oxygen mask back on and breathing raggedly. I closed my eyes. A sudden feeling of euphoria washing over me, my eyelids still heavy from the operation.

"Blake. Are you alright?" Gerard asked worriedly a matter of time later. I shook my head, sobbing.

"Why not?"

"I can't open my eyes..." I cried. I heard him chuckled, brushing his fingers against my skin.

"That's because you're tired. Look the nurses are going to wheel you back into your ward on the bed so you can get some sleep." I was silent for a few seconds...

"Did they fix me?"

Another silence fell, I sense Gee thinking over his words.

"I think so."

I opened my eyes then and nodded.

"They better have or they'll be receiving a strongly worded letter from me." I chuckled. He laughed too before gathering me up in his arms and holding me.

GERARD

They kept Blake in for a week after her operation, to make sure she was progressing healthily. I visited her every day and I was astonished by the difference. She sat on her bed, legs stretched out staring at her toes as they moved under her command. She'd then look up at me in amazement and smile before continuing her efforts.

They waited until about 3-4 days before they tried to get her to start walking with crotches around the hospital.

"So she can walk again?" I asked her doctor, as Blake slept.

"Yes. Well, what's happened is that we've fixed the main problem that stopped her from walking. So technically yes, she should be able to walk again. Unfortunately like most other patients of similar defect, she's sort of forgot how to walk. She's lost the keen sense of balance that we exploit through walking every day, so she's learning to walk again like a child."

"But it won't take her long?"

"No, it shouldn't. If she continues with her programmes she could be off her crutches in a matter of months. Maybe as few as 2 or 3." The doctor smiled. I nodded looking down to the ground; my whole body alight with excitement. I looked up again, a smile covering the whole of my face.

"Thank you doctor, you have no idea what you've done for her."

"Well the best way she can repay me is by working hard and getting better quickly." He smiled before walking to another patient's side. I looked down to Blake, her pale skin tight against her features, but still soft under the hospital lights. I sat next to her.

"I want to make you proud, like you're making me." I whispered as I stroked her cheek. She moaned softly in her sleep. A small smile rose on my face. I leaned over and wrote a small note for her and left it on her side table.

I was going to do something I never thought I'd be able to do again. I pulled out my phone and called Ray.

"Hello?" He asked in confusion.

"Get the guys together; we're having a band meeting."

"Now I know
that I can't make you stay
But where's your heart?
But where's your heart?
But where's your...

And I know
There's nothing I can say
To change that part
To change that part
To change...

So many
Bright lights, they cast a shadow
But can I speak?
Well is it hard understanding
I'm incomplete
A life that's so demanding
I get so weak
A love that's so demanding
I can't speak

I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home

Can you see
My eyes are shining bright
'Cause I'm out here
On the other side
Of a jet black hotel mirror
And I'm so weak
Is it hard understanding
I'm incomplete
A love that's so demanding
I get weak

I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home

I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home

These bright lights have always blinded me
These bright lights have always blinded me
I say

I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead

'Cause I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak

Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead

'Cause I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead

'Cause I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead

I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone

Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home

I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone

Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home

I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone

Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home"

As the band finished, I could feel it. This strange sense that we all knew that we has just created something good.

Oh my god, that was fantastic." Frank gushed.

"I know, that was. Wow. This album is going to be something special, even if I have to say so myself." Bob laughed.

"I wouldn't get to excited yet, the material is still all raw, we have a lot to do." I told them sternly.

"You've been saying that for the last 3 months Gerard, but I think this just proved that it's alright to get a little excited." Mikey laughed. I looked at him as if I was going to shout, but I couldn't. I long breath came out of me...

"Yeah, you're right. That was fucking good." I smiled immodestly. All of the guys suddenly erupted in laughter and excited shouts of the future.

"So, one more time through?" Frank asked me. I shook my head and put my microphone down.

"Sorry, I need to get home to Blake, she's cooking... cooking not being used in the strictest sense." I chuckled.

"Well don't have too much fun." Mikey rolled his eyes. I just ignored him and waved to them quickly before running out. Every day Blake had became more and more like she once was. He eyes brighter, her temperament wilder. I loved it.

I was seeing the girl I had fallen for and I was so happy. As I walked through cold air of my street, I pulled my coat tighter around me. I put my door in the door and pushed it open.

The first thing I could hear was the unmistakable chords of the Beatles floating through the air. I closed the door behind me with a thud.

"Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies. Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers, that grow so incredibly high."

"Blake?" I called out. There was no response. The music kept playing, eerily washing past me, bouncing from all the walls.

"Newspaper taxis appear on the shore, Waiting to take you away." I followed the music through to the living room.

"Hey." Blake smiled. I looked at her in shock. She lay on the sofa fiddling with the ends of her hair and all she wore were a pair of dark red silk panties and a matching bra. Her hair fell past her collarbone in ringlets. She stood up, her lips pouted in a triumphant manor.

I looked her up and down.

"Woah..."

She walked slowly toward me, her creamy skin soft as her hands cupped around my neck.

"Lucy in the sky with diamonds." She sang along softly. My hands fell to her hips, I pressed her body tight against my. Our lips pressed together, I could hear her moaned through our touches. She parted from me.

"It seems awfully unfair that you get to remain all couth and modest, when I am in such a state." She smiled down to her body.

"We'll have to fix that then." I hushed as I felt her start to unbutton my top. She lowered her head to kiss the newly unveiled naked flesh.

"Blake." I murmured before I could say anything else she silenced me with her soft lips and tongue. I started to clumsily walk her back to the couch as I pulled down my trousers. We both tumbled on together, I lay on top of her. I let my fingers trace the smooth of her cleavage as I stared down longingly at her.

"I want you Gerard. I've always wanted you." She told me, her eyes following mine with concern.

"Well this is a lovely way to show it." I chucked as I undo her bra and start kissing down to her bare chest. I gently suck on her flesh, my excitement growing for the rest of the night.