Chapter Thirteen

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous about seeing Gerard the next day. It was all I could think about when I went to sleep the night before. Was he really willing to get involved with me? After everything he'd said, was he going to still continue anyway?

I turned my headphones up extra loud on the way to college, but all that succeeded in doing was blocking out the rest of the world completely and leaving me alone with my thoughts and the steady bass line on the song.

Of course, when I got to college it was more bearable. I couldn't exactly tell my friends about it, so I just pretended that everything was it's normal, mundane self.

"You still gotta go to church tonight?" Jimmy asked me at lunch as we all say around our regular circular table. Even though we were all in college, we were still teenagers, and so naturally the cliques on people still existed. We were the weird, artistic, somewhat musical kids who tended to wear dark colours, or in Jimmy's case have bright hair, and have plenty of sarcastic comments to dish out.

There were various other groups of people, all who seemed to hang out in particular places and keep to themselves. Luckily it looked like the popular, jock-type guys kept to themselves, as did the it crowd of girls. At least they seemed to have moved past the stage of bullying that you'd get in high school.

"Yeah" I sighed, pretending to dread it "I'm the nephew who's going through a gay phase, remember?"

"They still haven't come to terms with it?" Kellin frowned.

"Nope, now they're just pretending the whole thing never happened. I guess they think that me going to church constantly will help me see the error of my ways or something. They'll work out how wrong they are soon though."

"Maybe one of us should come over and pretend to be your boyfriend just to piss them off" Oli mused "And get the message across obviously, but mainly just to piss them off and force them to come to terms with it."

"I'd offer, but i'm no loner single" Kellin winked, causing Lynz to immediately swoop in, eyes wide at the new information.

"He asked you?" She grinned, giving him a hug "Aw, congratulations, I was hoping you guys would get serious about this whole thing and not just turn into fuck buddies like-" she stopped abruptly, trailing off "Well, I'm just glad you're happy Kellin."

"I am" He blushed a little "Really, I think Vic's the best thing that's ever happened to me."

"What was Lynz talking about earlier?" I asked Chantal as we walked towards our last lessons.

"What do you mean?" She tried to brush it off, but I could tell she knew what I was going on about because she didn't make eye contact when she said it. She may have been a confident speaker, but she wasn't a good liar.

"Back at lunch, she started to mention something about fuck buddies...?" She sighed and stopped walking so that she could talk to me face to face. "Sorry, you don't have to tell me, I was just curious."

"It's okay, you should probably know anyway - you'll find out at some point anyway" She stepped to one side of the corridor, pulling me along with her so that we were away from everyone else pushing through to get to class. "It's Oli. He's been seeing this girl called Hannah for ages. They agreed to this friends-with-benefits arrangement type thing, but he's totally fallen for her."

"Seriously?"

"Yep. He's besotted with her and she doesn't even know. He's trying to deny it, but we can all tell. I just want him to tell this girl, because she's probably feeling the same way back and yet they're both too afraid to say anything in case they mess it up completely. That's why Lynz was so glad that Kellin's in a proper relationship and not just one that screws with your feelings like Oli and Hannah." She spoke so fast that it was a miracle I could keep up with what she was telling me.

"Have you met this Hannah?" I tried to picture her, but I couldn't quite. "Oli's never mentioned her before..."

"Only briefly, and that was quite a few weeks ago, before you moved here. She seemed nice enough, and she's irritatingly pretty" She said the last part with a small laugh "But he tries not to mention her around us because he knows we've figured out how he feels about the whole thing. Oli isn't great when it comes to emotions, he likes to keep them bottled up and he especially doesn't want to share them with all of us."

"I guess that sounds like him" I'd noticed he put on a tough exterior when he was around people he didn't feel particularly close to or people he didn't think were trustworthy enough. I guess that could extent to me to at some points too. I was the new kid after all, and he hadn't exactly known me very long, no matter how welcomed they all made me feel.

"Well, don't mention it - he's touchy about the subject" She glanced down at her watch "I need to get to class, I'll talk to you about it later or something. I'm sure Jimmy would more than happily tell you his opinion on the whole thing."

"Okay, see you around" I called her after before rushing off to my own class.

I didn't mention anything to Oli, however tempting it was. Instead we just worked on a few songs and before i knew it, the end of the day had come, leaving me to pick up my bags and make my way towards the church, a bundle of nerves forming in my stomach as I thought about facing Gerard. He'd told me yesterday, in an incredibly flirty manner, not to be late, and I didn't intend to be either. I think I even walked a little faster than normal.

To be honest I'd never thought Gerard would cave, that he would actually find me attractive back. And yet yesterday he'd even gone as far as making a suggestive, almost sexual comment towards me. At least that's how it has sounded coming from his lips, but then again he could make anything sound sexual. At least to me he could.

I'd been prepared for a few weeks of flirting and then maybe i'd give up, stop trying to pester him and then go back to my headphones for company. But as I walked up to the church door, which was closed today - unlike the previous week - I was already shoving them away into my pockets.

I stepped inside and shut the door behind me, making a beeline for the stairs. When I reached the top I found myself biting my lip and trying to compose myself, not wanting Gerard to know that I was flustered about seeing him again.

With a deep breath, i headed inside.

He was sitting on the sofa, scrolling through his phone with his converse-clad shoes resting on the coffee table, this one strand of hair falling over into his eyes. It was just screaming for me to push it to one side so I could see his inquisitive eyes again. No sooner had these thoughts entered my brain he was placing down his phone, screen side down on the coffee table, and looking up at me with a small smile.

"Hey Frankie" He stood up "I didn't know wether you'd show up." I don't think he'd ever called me Frankie before, at least not to my memory. It definitely sounded good coming from him though. Like we were beyond a first name basis.

"Of course I was going to show up" I rolled my eyes, dumping my bag onto the floor "Why? Are you regretting yesterday already?" I asked lightly, but he knew I was being deadly serious. After his kiss-and-regret pattern from before I had my right to be weary of wether he actually meant it, or wether it had been a spur of the moment decision.

"No" He stated simply "If I regretted what I said I wouldn't lead you on - I'd have told you the minute you walked through the door" He stepped closer to me, and I had to stop my breath from hitching in my throat "If I regretted it, then I definitely wouldn't have kicked the cleaner out early so it would be just you and me here." He took another step, probably just to frustrate me.

"What else would you not do if you regretted it?" I played along, figuring that I should encourage anything he threw my way. In fact I took a step closer as I said it so that he was within touching distance.

"Well I wouldn't do this" He let his arm curve around my back and pull me closer to him so that our hips knocked together and I could feel his jeans rubbing against mine "Or this" he let the same hand slide down into my back pocket, leaving it there just to tease me. "I definitely wouldn't do this" He brought his other hand up to the base of my neck and moved his head closer to mine "And there'd be no going back once I'd done this."

All of a sudden his lips were on mine, kissing me so hard I would've fallen over if it hadn't been for the wall behind me, which he pushed me up against, the hand in my back pocket now squeezing my ass so that I let out a deep moan, unable to help myself. Any traits of the holy, innocent, gentle Gerard were gone, replaced with a guy who was kissing me so hard I knew my lips would ache later on.

He move closer so that our bodies were pressed together wherever possible, and I found myself bucking my hips against his without even making a conscious decision to do so - it was by instinct alone.

"I take it you definitely wouldn't fuck me against this wall?" I asked, pulling my lips away from his but not moving my hands, which were currently gripping onto his shoulders.

"Don't tempt me" he went to kiss me again, but I pressed my finger against his lips, stopping him in his tracks.

"Why not?" My grin was a daring one "we're completely alone right now" I slowly let my hand trail down his chest "nobody would know, it could be our secret" my hand trailed over his belt, lingering there for a moment.

"Frankie..." His groan turned to a gasp when my hand reached his crotch, and I began to palm him through his tight jeans "Oh fuck..."

"Did you just swear?" I brought my other hand down to work on his belt.

"Well I'm breaking all the other rules right now anyway, somehow I don't think it'll make much difference" he sighed as I pulled down the zipper of his jeans and then started to work on pulling them down.

"I like it when you say Fuck. It turns me on" I winked, letting my hand run along his waist before slipping one finger into his boxers, making him wait before I pulled them down.

"Frankie I can't have sex with you right here" he sighed "we haven't know each other long enough and we're not even in a relationship -"

"You don't have to be in a relationship to fuck someone" I chuckled "but fine, we won't have sex" I slid another finger inside his boxers and started to tug them down.

"Then what are you-"

"Oral isn't out of the question, is it?" I pulled his boxers down so that they were at his knees, right above his jeans "because I'd hate to leave you with that problem to deal with all by yourself..." I sank down onto my knees myself, stroking him lightly as I grinned up at his face, seeing the undeniable want in his eyes. I knew that the rational, sensible part of his brain was currently telling him to stop and to call the whole thing off - to remember where he was and who he was. But that part of him was no longer a match for the sexual part of his mind, the part that just couldn't refuse me when I was on my knees in front of him.

"I-" he started to say, but he seemed to lose the ability to string together a sentence when my mouth closed around his tip. "Oh fuuuu..." He trailed off, placing a hand on my shoulder to steady himself when I started to suck, moving up and down in a slow rhythm at first. However when he started to moan my name under his breath I sped up, taking him as far as I could without hitting my gag reflex. I hadn't exactly given many blow jobs out in the past, but I knew enough to be able to figure out what I was doing and how to please him. I let my hands run over his thighs as I sucked, feeling him throb within me.

"Frankie I'm gonna-" he didn't even finish his sentence before he came, and I swallowed the lot, not caring about the taste.

I fell back onto the floor, getting my breath back as he pulled up his jeans, his legs visibly wobbling as he sat down beside me. His pupils were darker than normal and I knew he was still aroused from the way he looked at me, leaning forward to kiss me again, this time only briefly.

"I've never done anything with a guy before" he admitted, moving so that his legs were underneath mine. I adjusted my position too, so that I was practically sitting in his lap on the floor. "I mean, I've had the odd girlfriend but it didn't feel like anything compared to this."

"Well it takes some people longer than others to figure out their sexuality" I wrapped an arm around his waist "at least you know now."

"Oh god, we shouldn't have done that" he sighed "do you know how much trouble we'd be in if anyone knew what you just did to me? What I initiated?"

"That just makes it more fun" I pulled him closer "we aren't allowed to fuck, and yet we're going to do it anyway. It's completely wrong for me to fuck you on that coffee table, but I don't even care. It's just added adrenalin."

"I forgot you were into rule breaking for a moment" he rolled his eyes playfully "I guess this isn't too extreme for you."

"Oh this is still pretty big in my standards too" I smirked "it's not often that I'm sucking off a priest. I wish it was though, this was fun."

"You're trouble" he chuckled, kissing down my neck and lingering at my collar bone "you're trouble and I know it, and yet you make me feel so alive when I'm with you."

"You're not exactly trouble free yourself" I rolled my eyes "an off limits priest at the church I have to attend? It doesn't exactly scream an trouble - free relationship does it?"

"And yet here we are." He pulled away from my neck so he could look me in the eyes "you know, I should regret all this. But I don't."

"Good. I didn't come here and suck you off just for you to regret it and kick me out."

"I'd never do that" he answered immediately "you know you mean something to me if I'm risking my career for it."

"Oh stop worrying and just enjoy it" I grabbed both his wrists "now are you going to put that coffee machine to use? Because I was tired enough as it was when I got here, and I'm in need of a caffeine boost."

"Sure thing sugar" he chuckled, standing up and making his way over to the table, where he started to make two cups of the stuff. I just got up and sat down on the sofa, letting my head rest against the pillows. It had been a long day, and the unsuspected activity with Gerard had worn me out. "How'd you like it?" 

"Well if you must know right now-" 

"I meant your coffee" he rolled his eyes. 

"Oh, Right. Milk please" I tried my hardest not to blush, and luckily managed to contain it. 

"Here" He handed me a mug "When do you need to go home for?" 

"Not for another hour or so - did you have any jobs that needed doing?" 

"You don't need to bother with that stuff anymore if you don't want to. I'm not here to punish you like they are" He sat down next to me, and I mean right next to me, and let his arm fall around my shoulders like it was the most natural thing in the world. 

"But won't those jobs be left undone? We don't want people questioning what I actually do when I'm here." 

"Most of the time I just have to give you odd jobs that nobody would even care about just so you're doing something. Trust me, no one would care enough to inspect what you've been doing here. And I would lie for you anyway." 

"Thank you" I sighed, resting my head against his shoulder. 

I drifted off at some point, and ended up napping with my head resting against him for a good half an hour. When I woke up he was still there, playing some game on his phone whilst he let me sleep. After that I'd figured it was about time I headed home, so he'd seen me to the door. 

"Same time tomorrow?" I asked before he opened it. In reply he just leaned forward and kissed me. 

"See you then, sugar" He opened the door then, and watched me walk out of the church grounds with a smirk on his lips and his arms crossed over his chest. I could see the Gerard he'd been trying to hide coming out now, and I intended to take full advantage of it. 

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This is a sort of late update, sorry! 

But I'm sure the smut made up for that :D (Btw the warning for smut is in the description i didn't want to put it in the chapter as it would've been a bit of a spoiler)

Seriously, the more explicit it is the faster i type jfc. 

Anyways I hope you didn't have to read that in a public place (I've read smut on planes, trains, in the street, in school... It's never as good because you can't relax.)