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A knock at the door immediately made me jump. Quickly, I came out of my bedroom and opened the door.

"Hey angel face." He smirked.

"Hey Gee." He stepped inside, I closed the door.

"Wow, I've never actually been in your house before. It's nice."

"Thanks..." I answered, my fingers playing with my fingers as we went to my room.

"This is your room!?" I nodded, "Wow, didn't think miss angel face was so..."

"What?" I asked.

"So lame..."

"Lame!? What's that supposed to mean!?"

"I mean, you've got like, nothing!"

"Well, yeah, that's what happens when you move a lot, genius."

"So you just, don't have stuff!?"

"I did have stuff, but I got rid of it. Never put it up, anyways..."

"Oh but what's this!?" He found a photograph I had on my nightstand.

"Gerard, give that back!"

"No, I wanna see it!" He pushed me away, "Is that? No way, mini miss angel face!? Wow..." He held it up next to my face, "You got more tired." Finally, I snatched it from him.

"Dude, you'll get finger prints all over it!" Carefully, I set it back down.

"But I wasn't done! Who's the guy!?" He pointed.

"Tyler?"

"I dunno, never met him..."

"That's Tyler, you'll meet him in a few days."

"Oh that's the guy!? He looks so... so..." He struggled to find the word, "... Not... cool..."

"Wow, Gerard, that was so 'not cool' of you." The sarcasm was heavy. He chuckled.

"Yeah?" He stepped closer, sending a look. I sent a strange look back.

"Yeah..." I stepped back, before I knew it he had lifted me up, "Gerard! Put me down!" I cried, he only laughed. Without thinking, I laughed along.

"Aww, is miss angel face scared of heights?" He chuckled.

"No! I'm scared of you dropping me head first!"

"I'm not gonna drop ya, geez..." He then set me on the bed, staring.

"What?" I asked, smiling.

"Nothin'..." His gaze went to one of my plain white walls.

"Gee..." I stood up, close to him. He wouldn't look at me, "Gee, what are you..." I moved my head, but he only looked away, smirk on his face.

"Whatta ya mean? I'm not doin' anything!" His gaze went the opposite of mine. Finally, when our gazes crossed, quickly, I kissed him.

"Angel face..." His gaze was finally on me.

"Punk boy..." My arms went around his neck while his fell over my hips.

"Y/n!" My mom called, but I didn't tear away from his gaze, "Y/n!" I sighed, pulling away ever so slightly.

"What!?"

"I'm going to the store, do you need anything!?"

"No!"

"What!?"

"No, mom! I don't need anything!" Gerard was having trouble not laughing.

"Okay! I'm leaving, bye!"

"Bye!" I called, followed by a door shut, and Gerard laughing. But to be fair, I was laughing too.

"I'm so sorry about that..."

"Don't be, it's alright..." He chuckled, leaning his forehead against mine.

"Your eyes are pretty..."

"Yeah? You're pretty..." My cheeks heated ever so slightly, "Aww, miss angel face is embarrassed!"

"I am not!" My cheeks only became more heated.

"Yeah you are, don't worry, it's cute."

"Cute? I dunno about that."

"Whatta ya mean? You're adorable!"

"No, I'm not..."

"What? You got a better word in mind? Let's see," He thought for a moment, "Pretty, beautiful, lovely, sweet, darling," He began swaying us back and forth, "Graceful, gorgeous, stunning, heavenly," He made a face, "Angelic!"

"Gee..."

"I'm not done!" He sighed, "Where was I?"

"Angelic..."

"Angelic! But you're also, hot, sexy," His lips came closer to my face, "Desirable, sensual..." I thought for sure he was going to kiss me, but he only smirked and pulled away, "Any of those do it for ya?"

"Maybe if you kissed me..." He smirked once more, doing just that. Then pressed his forehead against mine.

"Oh angel face, you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."

"Aww, punk boy going soft for me?" I stuck my bottom lip out.

"What!? No! Of course not!" I giggled, "Okay, maybe a little..."

"Really? I thought punk boy never went soft!"

"For the one and only miss angel face? Only just a little bit." My fingers tangled in his hair.

"Just a little bit, huh?"

"Yeah, I'm not weak! Not even around my babe!" I just laughed.

"Your 'babe'? Is that what you call me?"

"Well no, you're miss angel face. But when people ask how I know you, I'll say, 'that's my babe over there, isn't she pretty?'" I giggled more.

"Really!? That's what you'll tell people!?"

"What, not good enough for miss angel face? I just went through a whole list of words!"

"Do you really think I'm pretty?"

"Of course, you're miss angel face! Perfect in every way..."

"That's definitely an overstatement." He chuckled.

"Just accept it! You're amazing in every way!"

"Gerard, I am not..."

"My god, you are stubborn," He smiled, "But that's okay, one of those things that make you so much more perfect."

"Gerard!"

"Okay, okay, I'll stop," He chuckled, "But that doesn't mean my opinion's been changed."

"Fine, but you're the pretty one in this relationship."

"Thank you, but I am not! You are..."

"Gerard..."

"Fine! Fine, fine! What do you want from me!? You wanna be called ugly, or something?"

"No..." He chuckled.

"Good, cause you're not," He pulled away from me, and sat on the bed, "Oh little miss angel face..."

"What?" I sat next to him.

"Nothin'..."

"Last time you said that I ended up five feet off the ground."

"Five feet!? Is that how tall you think I am!? That's like, two or three inches taller than Frank!"

"Fine, five feet and... what? Three? Four inches? Off the ground?"

"I'll have you know that I'm in fact five foot six! And, I'm still growing!"

"Okay so what? You're gonna be like, five foot six and a half?" I snickered.

"Please, it's not like you're any taller!"

"I'm taller than Frank!"

"I highly doubt that." He chuckled.

"How tall is Frank?"

"I dunno, under five foot. How tall are you?"

"I dunno, average!?"

"What's average?"

"How am I supposed to know?"

"True, you don't even know how tall you are yourself."

"Well whatever average is, that's probably what I am." We both laid back on the bed. The room went quiet as our eyes locked. He smirked.

"What?"

"You're adorable..."

"Gee..."

"No, I really mean it. You are..." I smiled, hiding my blush in the comforter.

"Aww..." He got closer and kissed the top of my head, "C'mere," I only buried my face further in, unsure of what he would do, "Angel face..."

"Fine..." I sighed, sitting up. He tucked a few loose hairs behind my ear, then smiled.

"I really like you..." He smirked.

"I really like you too..." My smirked matched his before I pulled him in by the collar, kissing him. Yeah... I really do like him...

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Ahhhh I had this chapter finished hours ago and then I realized I accidentally wrote Gerard as Careful Gerard where he's all shy n stuffff ahhhhh! Idk why I did that! I think it's just been a real fat minute since I've written "punk boy" Gerard haha. Have a cool day~peace out cheesebags