"Angel face?" Gerard asked as we walked home from school. As always, he had an arm around me.

"Punk boy?"

"Uhm, so, last night, when we were at your house," He looked to me, "Your dad... is he your... dad dad."

"My dad dad? You mean my biological dad?" He nodded, "No, he's my step dad, but he raised me so, he's still my dad."

"Oh, cool," He looked down for a moment, then began again, "Where's your real dad?"

"Don't know, don't care. He left my mom before I was born. He doesn't want anything to do with me, I don't want anything to do with him," Gerard hummed, "Why are you asking me this?"

"Just curious..." I hummed.

"Yeah, and I mean it was kinda inevitable."

"Whatta ya mean?"

"Before my dad, his dad left, and before that his dad left and so on and so on."

"Really? That's so sad!"

"Just how it be." Gerard then kissed my cheek.

"If it counts for anything, I'm not gonna leave ya. You're too beautiful, and amazing, and-"

"Stop..."

"Angel face! You're so pretty, and wonderful, and the most amazing girl I've ever met."

"Punk boy, I am not..." He stopped dead in his tracks, forcing me to stop too.

"Yes you are! Why do you always say no!?" I shrugged, "Well I'm gonna keep telling you. I don't care if you don't like it. I'm just telling the truth."

"Gerard..."

"Angel face, I mean it! You're perfect!"

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are," He sighed, "I just wish you could see yourself the way I see you." He kissed the side of my head, and we began walking again.

"Please, you're the good lookin' one here."

"Hey angel face?"

"Hey punk boy?"

"I just... you're beautiful..." He kissed my head, "And don't say you're not. I'll beat up Frank if you do."

"Fine... I'm... beautiful... or whatever..."

"Fuck yeah you are!" He chuckled, just as we made it to my house.

"Wanna come in?" I asked, he nodded. Unlocking the door, we walked inside, immediately being met with Tyler sat on the floor.

"Oh, hi guys," He greeted.

"Sup," Gerard greeted, his grip around me tightened just a bit.

"Not much, you?"

"Just, hanging out with my girlfriend."

"Really?" Tyler stood up from the carpeted entry floor, "With no adults around? C'mon, Y/n, y'know exactly what he's up to!" I sent a confused look.

"What he's up to?" I asked, puzzled.

"C'mon, Y/n, he's a teenage boy! No parents around, he-"

"Eww, why would you think that? Gerard's fine..." I reassured, then pulled my boyfriend away from my boy that is a friend, "Sorry about that, he gets worried very easily." I explained as we walked into my room.

"No, I just think he doesn't like me much." He said as we sat on my bed.

"Really? Why do you think that?"

"Oh, I dunno, probably cause he called me stupid and said he'd steal ya away from me."

"What? When did he say that?"

"Last night, when you went to help your mom."

"Fuck, I thought he was over me." Gerard sent a strange look.

"Angel face, whatta ya mean by that?"

"Tyler and I dated. It only last like, a few weeks." Gerard looked completely shocked, and somewhat saddened.

"So, you two...?"

"Don't worry about it, we didn't even kiss. No matter what he pulls while he's here, I'm not leaving you. I promise." Gerard smiled.

"Good, I'm not leaving either. You're too adorable-"

"Punk boy, I'm not adorable!"

"Yes you are!" He jumped forward, trying to tackle me. I jumped off the bed, keeping my distance.

"I am not! Ahh!" He followed me off the bed and began chasing me around the room. Uncontrollable laughter erupted from the both of us until I tripped over my own feet, and somehow he fell on top of me.

"Angel face, you're the most adorable person I have ever seen!" Before I could respond, he pressed his lips to mine, "Oh, angel face, you're amazing."

"No you." He furrowed his eyebrows.

"No you."

"No you."

"No you."

"No you."

"Okay, let's just agree that we're both amazing." He finally said.

"Fine, but in my eyes, you're more amazing." He smiled and kissed all over my face.

"Angel face?"

"Gee?"

"I'm so happy you became my girl."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah..."

"Well, I'm gonna go change out of my school clothes. Don't do anything idiotic while I'm gone." I said, getting up from the bed, and walking to my drawers.

"Can't promise anything," I sent a look, "Fine! I promise!"

"That's better," I kissed his head, "I'll be back in a minute."

As I smiled to myself, I left my little bedroom, and wandered into the bathroom with my clothes. Quickly, I changed into my oversized black and grey sweater and black leggings. What's the point of wearing uniforms if I can't wear my actually comfortable clothes? It's total bull...

Finally, I finished and quietly shut the door behind me. I stepped over to my room. As soon as I opened the door, Gerard stood by a wall with a tape measure in hand. His eyes met mine and he shut the measuring tape.

"Hey pumpkin," He smiled.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing..." I sent a look as I put my school clothes away, "I can't tell you. It's-"

"... for my Christmas present, yeah, I know," He slid the tape measure away and just smiled at me, "What?" He stepped closer to me.

"I'd tell you, but you'd just get mad at me." I stepped closer.

"Oh punk boy..."

I ran my fingers down his blue school blazer. His breathing softened. He then brought his fingers into mine. A pretty smile spread across his face while he stared at our connected fingers. Carefully, he brought my fingers to his lips and kissed them. I only smiled.

"Y/n?" His voice was soft. Those pretty hazel eyes stared back into my own eyes, leaving me feeling like he could see deep into my soul.

"Gerard?"

"How do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"You just, you do something to me that I can't quite explain."

"Well I can't tell you if you don't know what it is."

"Yeah, I know, I just, I thought maybe you'd know what it is."

"I've got a few ideas." Just then, there was a knock at my door.

"Y/n!" My mom called, then opened the door, Gerard immediately pulled away from me, "Oh, hi Gerard! Are you staying for dinner?"

"Ah, I'd love too, but I can't."

"Okay, dinner's almost ready." She then shut the door. Gerard stepped back where he stood before.

"So, where'll you be tonight?"

"Nowhere..."

"Punk boy, if you say it's for my Christmas present I-"

"Fine, it's for nothing then! I should get going, see ya tomorrow." He stepped really close.

"See ya tomorrow." I pressed my lips to his, and he was gone. Tyler then casually stepped into my room.

"I-"

"Gerard told me what you said to him."

"What'd he say?"

"He said you were gonna steal me away from him! And you called him stupid!"

"Ugh, Y/n! Don't you see! Obviously he's lying to you! He just, doesn't like me."

"Oh cut the bullshit, Tyler. I thought you were over me! It's been years!"

"I dunno what you're talking about." He faked.

"Fuck off! I already get enough of this bullshit from Brendon. The last thing I want is to come home to another whiny ass prick I dated for a week who suddenly thinks I'm a goddess now that I'm dating a punk boy!" I began to walk away.

"Y/n, wait, I'm sorry."

"Y'know, Gerard isn't a terrible guy," He rolled his eyes, "He's not! And he makes me happy. Why can't you just be happy for me? Why's that so hard? But I mean, if giving him just one chance is so hard, why wouldn't being happy for me end the same?" Finally, I walked away. Just keep walking...

"Gerard's a punk. I know his type. He's no good." Fuck...

"Of course you think he's no good. You didn't even give him a chance. Tyler, you may be my best friend, but you can be a real asshole sometimes." At this point I hadn't even realized the tears staining my sweater.

"C'mere... I'm sorry..." He held his arms out, I couldn't help myself. I hugged him, even if I only cried for just a moment, "C'mon, let's go. Dinner should be ready by now."

"Why do you hate him so much?" I asked, softly. He didn't answer. But he didn't have to.

Isn't it obvious? He really is still into me... fuck... really, Tyler!? Ugh... I wouldn't go out with him again in a thousand years... these two boys... Tyler and Brendon... why do they have to be like this? Why can't they just leave us alone? But of course... that's too hard for them to understand... I'm a girl... they're boys... ugh... I wouldn't trade Gerard for either one of those morons for anything at all...

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Hi guys, I feel like its been kinda awhile. I got stuck. Wasn't sure what to write here. But obviously, I figured it out, yes sir I did. Have a splendid day~peace out cheesebags