Annabelle and I chatted a little longer in the morning, but eventually I began walking back to my dorm. Quietly, I unlocked the door to see Gerard sat on his bed. It was enough to make me smile as I walked in. His hazel eyes scanned me.

He probably thinks I slept with Billie... I have the same dress on... I never came home... that definitely didn't happen...

"Uhm, I stayed the night at Annie's..."

"Cool..." His eyes went back down to the book he held, scribbling with the pencil he held.

"Where's the other boys?"

"Frank's, I... I'm gonna head over there soon."

"Oh, whatcha drawing?" I asked, stepping closer.

"N-Nothing..." I sent a curious look.

"Can I see?" He shook his head, "Why not?"

"It's... uhm... don't... I just don't want you to see it." He stammered.

"Gerard, I'm not gonna make fun of you or anything. I think it's cool that you draw." I said, sitting next to him against the wall. His gaze met mine.

"Oh..." I scooted closer to him, so that we were right next to each other. His body tensed at my touch, but eventually, he relaxed.

"Aww... that's adorable..." I said, casually resting my head on his shoulder. Again, he tensed. My eyes stared at his hand drawing each and every line of a little monster he drew.

"You... you like it?" I nodded, "Well... I uhm... it's for you..."

"Really? Aww..." I smiled, then, as if they had a mind of their own, my lips pressed themselves against his cheek. He immediately blushed.

"You... you... uh... what... what was that for?" He was totally flustered, aww...

"For your troubles..."

"Thank you..." He smiled wide, adorable...

"No need..."

"Y/n, I uhm, oh..." His gaze fell to the comforter, "Never... never mind... I'm gonna go to Frank's..." Quickly, he got up, and left the room.

Letting out a sigh, I stared up at the ceiling for only a moment. Oh, Gerard... what is it about you that makes me smile every time our eyes meet? Billie! Billie... Billie... Billie... not Gerard! Ugh...

Quietly, I got up from the bed and changed into a fresh set of clothes. Then, there was a knock upon my door. So of course, I answered. Standing there was a familiar mop of messy black hair and bright green eyes.

"Hey, sweetheart," As he spoke, I realized his hands were held behind his back, "I just, I came to apologize, for last night. That was really really shitty of me. I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable or anything. Do you forgive me?"

"Yeah, it's alright." He smiled.

"I uh... I got ya this..." He handed me a single red rose. I took it from his hand, my fingers weaved through the pretty petals.

"Thank you, I'll set this in a..." I began, turning around, "... I don't really have a vase for this."

"What about those?" He pointed to a few cups of water sat on Gerard's desk. Light shades of paint still littered the water with specks. I'm sure they could work for now... I hope Gerard won't mind...

"For now I can put it in here. These are Gerard's so, I'm not sure if he'll be alright with it."

"Please, I'm sure it's fine." So, I slid the flower into one of the many cups with the least amount of colored specks. Billie then held me from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder.

"Billie?"

"Yeah?"

"Did you mean all those things you said about my friends?" He sighed, then pulled away, spinning me around.

"Not at all."

"Really?" His gaze then went to the floor.

"Okay, maybe just a little," He brought his gaze back up, immediately speaking when he saw my saddened face, "But not all of it. Annabelle is really nice, Frank can be funny, and Gerard..." He stopped to think of something.

"And Gerard what?"

"He's... cool..." I began to pull away from him, upset, "Baby, please," He spun me back, "I'm sorry, I just, I don't get why you have to be friends with them. You're dating me, so..."

"So what? So I'm not allowed to be friends with certain people? What, can I only be friends with people you approve of?"

"Pumpkin, that's not what I'm saying at all. They're just," His hand rubbed the side of his neck, "Not really... cool..."

"Wow, I'm sorry my friends don't meet your status quo. But, if you think they don't maybe you should take a better look at the girl you're dating."

"The girl I'm dating!? You're cool! And so fuckin' pretty..." He caressed my cheek, I pushed his hand away.

"Billie, stop, do you even know anything about me?"

"Of course I do!"

"Okay, spit it out."

"Fine," He stopped to think for only a moment, then began, "Your name is Y/n L/n, and... and you're a freshman! And uh... you don't drink! Uh..."

"Go on..."

"Uhm..." I sighed, "Y/n, I'm sorry! I wanna get to know you! I really do," He sat down on my bed, I followed, "Can I be honest with you?"

"Sure..." If I'm being honest, I don't really wanna see your face right now, yet here we are...

"I've never been good at this whole boyfriend girlfriend thing," I sent him a look, "Uhm, I mean, I've had a lot of relationships. I just... I've never been really good at them. And when I met you, well, if I'm being completely honest..." He hesitated.

"Yeah?"

"Promise you won't get mad?" I nodded, he shut his eyes as he began, "I only got with you at first to get in your pants."

"Wait, what?" I asked, tone saddened. He doesn't actually like me?

"But, that has changed! I found that, I really do like you..."

"You don't even know me."

"I know I don't, but, I wanna know you." A hand held mine, while the other caressed my cheek.

"Billie, I dunno about this..."

"Sweetheart, I know I've fucked up. I wanna be better, for you, and for us." Oh his eyes...

"Okay..." I nodded.

"Yes!" He smiled, then hugged me, "Thank you, oh..." He kissed my face up and down as I giggled. Just then, the sound of laughter came from outside the door. Then, along with it, came three boys walking through the door.

"Hey Y/n..." Frank greeted through his laughs.

"What are you guys laughing about?" I asked, curious.

"Mikey..." He chuckled, pointing to him, "Tell her..." Billie gave me a strange look.

"Okay, so," He began as they sat on Gerard's bed, "We're all just chillin', and then, somehow, this bird fuckin' flies through Frank's window! And he fuckin'... he fuckin' flew around and totally shit on Frank's bed!" I began to giggle, whereas Billie, not so much.

"That's not all," Frank began, "He couldn't figure out how to leave, and he flew right into the mirror. But, Gerard held the window open and he's gone now. It was just so... funny..." He cackled.

"Uhm, I think I'm gonna go now. I'll see ya later, pumpkin." Billie kissed my cheek and was gone.

"Bye," I waved him off, "How the hell does a bird get into your dorm?"

"Window..." Mikey said.

"It's just so weird..."

"Yeah, what was Billie doing here? Don't you usually hang out at his?" Frank asked, why would he care?

"He came by to apologize to me, some stuff happened last night. He gave me that rose over there, I set it in one of your paint cups, for now, Gerard. I hope you don't mind."

"Oh... I... I don't mind..." He sent a small smile, which I returned. He's adorabl-... ugh... no... Billie's adorable...

"Well, I'm gonna go to Annie's. See ya." I waved, walking out the door towards Annie's.

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I'm excited for the next chapter or two. If it goes as planned, it's gonna be really cute. I hope. Have a wonderful day~peace out cheesebags