I'll Never Let Them Hurt You. (A Frerard Fanficton)

Sorry

*Frank's POV*

This felt like magic. I swear that fireworks were streaming up in the background. Gerard's lips we so soft and so gentle, it was so hard to keep calm about this.

After 10 seconds of what seemed like forever, we detached ourselves from each other.

Both of us couldn't help but blush. Our cheeks were as red as roses. We both kinda chuckled and looked down at our laps, smiling.

Neither of us said a peep after the kiss. We continued to watch the movie.

I mean, it would be too awkward to talk about it. What would you say anyway?

So what did this mean? He likes me, right? That's what it seemed like. But what if that was just a one time thing? Nothing is gonna happen to our relationship after that one kiss?

I have to say, the kiss was passionate. It doesn't seem like just whatever. It felt like he meant it.

As the movie continued, I didn't concentrate on it. I was too focused on Gerard.

Every so often we would look at each other and just giggle. We wouldn't say anything, we would just giggle and fiddle with our fingers.

It was so nice to be with him, or just in his presence. His look was so welcoming, and so was his personality. I think I love him, but I can't be sure yet. I should take things slow, right? Besides, maybe it actually was a one time thing.

But it couldn't be.

Alright Frank, let's snap back into reality. I am watching my favorite movie with my favorite person. This is a moment to cherish.

Gerard yawned and stretched. He did the classic put-your-arm-over-the-other-person's-shoulder thing that they do in all of those TV shows. I snuggled up right next to him and rested my head on his shoulder. He looked down at me and smiled, and I did the same. And we continued to watch the rest of Edward Scissorhands.

After an agonizing hour of temptation and butterflies, the movie finally ended. Gerard ripped the blanket off of his body and went to eject the DVD. Gerard placed the DVD in it's case and broke the awkward silence.

"So how did you like the movie?" he questioned. He turned the lights on and stuck his hand down the back of his shirt, scratching his back. His face kind of crinkled as he scratched his back. It was a cute face crinkle, though.

Well, let's face it. When is his face not cute?

"It was great," I got up and stretched. "This time was better than any other time I have seen this movie."

Gerard chuckled. He obviously knew the reason why I said that. I started to take my hoodie off.

Wow, I never took my hoodie off in front of anybody. I was too afraid of my scars. But with Gerard, it was different. I was comfortable around him. Even though I tried my best to keep my wrists hidden from him without my hoodie on, I still trusted him.

I felt so free without my hoodie. It was like weight being lifted off my shoulders. No fears or worries.

I sat back down on the couch and Gerard came to join me. I threw the blanket over us both and we got closer to each other. I jerked my head up, and we accidentally collided heads.

Way to go, Frank. Smooth.

"Ow!" We both yelled simultaneously. Gerard went flying back, lying down on the couch. I couldn't help but fall on top of him.

The two of us laughed like idiots after we realized what just happened. My head rested on his stomach as we lay down on top of one another.

We laughed until it didn't hurt.

Our laughs had faded into giggles, and our giggles faded into nothing.

I gazed into Gerard's beautiful hazel eyes, and he did the same with me.

I think this is happening again.

I flipped over a little so my face would meet with his.

As we stared, the moment seemed so long.

I leaned in for a kiss. We gently closed our eyes and pressed lips.

The seconds flew by and Gerard grabbed onto my face. His thumbs rested on my cheek and the rest of his hand onto my ear.

The kiss started to get intense. It morphed from a kiss to making out a bit. We barely made time for air.

A minute had passed and we let go of each other. As we calmed down, Gerard sank his face into his hands.

I swallowed. "Gerard? What's wrong?" I asked as fear trickled in my voice.

"Frank, I'm sorry," he apologized. But why was he saying sorry?

"For what?" I asked.

"For what just happened. I'm older than you. I'm your teacher. This isn't right of me. I have to be more responsible," a tear dripped down his face.

No, this cant be happening. He had no need to be sorry for anything. Gerard was the best thing that has ever happened to me and I cannot afford to loose him.

"You felt guilt when you kissed me before?" Fear built up in my face. I went pale.

"I do, and I feel so horrible about it. I love you Frankie, I love you a lot. But this is wrong of me, I can't hurt you," he cried out.

A tear fell from my eye and splattered on the wooden floor.

"Gerard, you are doing everything besides hurting me," I pleaded. I showed him my wrist. "Thanks to you, I am 3 days clean. Ever since you told me to stop cutting for you, I listened. I can't loose you. Please. I love you."

Gerard dried his eyes with the back of his hand. "You mean it?" He squeaked. I grabbed his hand and looked up at him.

"I promise."

(A/N) hey guys, sorry about not updating last night. there were some family problems and i just had no time to even write.
anyway, I know this chapter is kind of iffy but it's all i've got to lead up to better parts.
please comment and vote! it really helps me out! thank you c:

-laser candy