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So Jersey

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We shouldn't have known each other, despite living so close. I was living in Kearny, New Jersey and he was from Belleville, a twenty minute bike ride away, but we ran in different circles. I guess, you could call what happened a chance meeting, it certainly wasn't planned. It was about midnight on a Saturday; we were the only people on our train carriage.

As we got on the train from New York to New Jersey, I approached him. My feet stepped in front of one and another, but they were heavy, trying to hold me back. I muttered "Hey" and sat on the seat in front of him, waiting for a response. He looked at me for a moment and said "Hello, do I know you?"

"No, you don't, but I have twenty minutes on this train, so I thought I'd say hello!"
A small smirk came on his lips and he said "Yeah, okay. Well... I'm Gerard"

"Frank, most people call me Frankie though. What you coming back from?"

"Bit forward, aren't you?" he smiled and carried on "I was at a late meeting. I started a comic book a few months back and I'm trying to get it distributed. What about you?"

"Coming back from a Bouncing Souls gig. What's you comic..."

Gerard interrupted me "In New York? They do gigs in Jersey, you know?"

"Yeah, but I was at school, so I didn't have time to go to any of their gigs in Jersey"

There was a moment of silence; before he asked how old I was. I told him, seventeen, which was incorrect. I was still sixteen, but I was would be seventeen in two days. I asked him the same question and he answered "Twenty". Suddenly, the train stopped and the conductor spoke, I could just about make out his words "End of the line! Please, exit the train"

We both looked at each other and then stood. He was taller than I thought, taller than me anyhow. He was carrying a black messenger bag, which was hitting against his thigh. I thought, he must've had his comic in there somewhere. I walked behind Gerard off the train "Frankie, I'm being picked up, so I guess this is Goodbye... um, could I have... your... um" he was nervous, he didn't know how to say it. So, I grabbed his hand and took a pen out of my pocket and wrote my number on his palm. He had an artist's hands, soft with graphite smudged on his fingertips. Gerard smiled and said "I'll call you at some point"

I ran home from the station for two reason: one, I had snuck out earlier and I knew the quicker I got back the more chance I had that I would get caught and two, adrenaline ran through my body, Gerard was one of the coolest guys I had ever met and he liked me. I could tell, everyone has that same look, because I felt it too. I never really like a guy before, but I liked him. I couldn't explain it, so I put it from my mind, until he called me.

It was three days later and I was lying down in my room, listening to Black Flag and my phone was buzzing on my thigh. I looked at the number and it was unknown. My first thought was that it was Gerard. Holy shit, I had been waiting for this. I turned my music down and I wiped my mouth, then quickly pressed the green call button and put it to my ear, "Hello" I said quietly and a soft voice whispered "Hey, is this Frankie?" my name never sounded so sweet. I sat up said "Yeah, Gerard?"

"Thank God, I thought I read your number wrong"

"Well, you didn't" I laughed

"Um, I was wondering if you wanted to meet up tonight"

"I can't go out, it's a school night"

"I'll come to you, then"

"Uh, okay, my mum is going to bed in an hour or so, so come over then?"

"Sure, where do you live?"

I shouldn't have told him my address, but I couldn't help it, he made it seem as if it was okay.

An hour later, a silhouette stained the street; I opened my window and leaned out to try and see who it was. I caught the side of his face; his high cheekbone glistened under the streetlight. I tried to quietly get his attention; he spotted me and walked up to my first floor room. Leaning over a bush, he smiled and I said "You'll have to come in through the window; otherwise my parents will hear the door. My room is almost sound proof, ever since I started playing the guitar" Gerard smiled devilishly, he was thinking of something. I grabbed his hand and helped lift him over the windowsill and into my room.

He stood in front of me, "So, what do you wanna..." he lifted my chin and put his lips to mine. I didn't need to finish my question, he knew what he wanted to do before he called... and I didn't mind. I put my hand on his chest and felt his heart beat. I pulled away from the kiss and sat down on the bad, shaking. Sure, I was scared, wouldn't you be? I wanted him, but he was the first guy I like and it wasn't like I knew what to do. He grabbed my hands and pushed me so I was lying down on the bed; Gerard kissed my neck as he climbed on top of me. He kept his grip on my wrists as he devoured my neck. My heart raced and I felt faint, I closed my eyes.

I awoke a couple of hours later, my shirt was off and my eyes were heavy. Gerard's hands were wrapped around my waist. Looking behind to him, Gerard caught my gaze and he said "You're awake. I was worried, you passed out. I wanted to wait until you woke up before I left. You really scared me, Frankie"

"Sorry, didn't mean to"

"You couldn't help it... um, sorry, about your shirt. I took it off, you started to burn up"

I sighed "Thanks for looking after me" Gerard stood up and walked to the other side of the bed. He bent down and kissed me on the cheek sweetly "I have to go before the train station closes. Next time, we are going out and I'll buy you dinner. A proper date"
"That'll be great, Gee" he slipped out of the window and slickly said "Hey, I like that, call me Gee from now on" Gee smiled and closed the window from the outside. He drew with his finger on the glass and breathed on it. He walked away as a heart formed and imprinted itself on my window.
Title: 'So Jersey' by The Bouncing Souls [link]

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Not my best work, but the first thing I have written since my writers block had gone.

The preview image is not my property, found on google.
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LavenderRayne's avatar
Glad your writers block is gone! You write so well! Love the heart on the window! Love the whole story!!!!