Flirtacious Bastards

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{Gerard's POV}

"This song is coming together nicely," Frank grinned.

We had both forgotten about the awkward lesson yesterday.

At least, I had tried to.

The scene just kept running over and over again in my mind.

I didn't know what to do.

I mean... How did I feel?

No idea.

For the sakes of my sanity, I pushed out those thoughts.

"I'll try and finish the lyrics before next lesson," I said.

"No rush," He shrugged, "Finish them at your own pace. I'd rather it take you ages to write and be perfect than you rushing it and it turning out um not your best."

"It won't be perfect either way."

He looked at me then, "It already is."

I blushed for about the millionth time.

"I'm pretty good at doing that aren't I?"

"Doing what?" I frowned.

"Making you blush," He said casually, "You do it about ten times a day."

"I do not," I blushed even harder, proving his point.

"Sure you don't," He winked.

God, not that wink again.

Hang on.

That made me think of something, "Well if I blush ten times a day, you wink about twenty."

My comment surprised him.

"What? No I don't."

I shook my head, "You do."

"Is that right?" He smirked.

"Yep."

"Okay then," He sat back in his seat, "I'll make you a deal. For the rest of the day, you're not allowed to blush and I'm not allowed to wink."

"But that's not fair because you're the one who makes me blush."

Then I realised what I said.

I had admitted he was the reason I blushed.

Dammit.

He noticed too and smiled, "Well okay. I'll try not to make you blush. See, now it's twice as hard for me."

I thought for a minute.

"Do we have a deal?" He asked.

"I guess that means you won't be speaking to me for the rest of the day then," I replied.

He frowned, "What? Why?"

"Because I doubt you can talk to me without winking or making me blush."

I was kind of shocked at how nonchalantly I was saying all of this.

He laughed, "Oh I accept this challenge."

"It's a challenge now?" I raised an eyebrow.

"You bet your ass it is."

I giggled, "Okay then. Does that mean you win something if you complete it?"

I had no idea where that came from but decided to roll with it.

He leant closer to me over the table.

I felt myself leaning in a little too, to be perfectly honest.

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