Tout Que J'ai Besion Est Vous 38

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It had been nearly a month since you gave your virginity to Gee. You were attached to the hip and everything was perfect. You had only one more show to go to before you could go home finally. And you couldn’t wait. You had made love the day after your cycle ended and you figured that it didn’t matter if you had used a condom or not. In your case. Not.  Gerard had gone out and bought you jewelry for your anniversary. You weren’t even sure how many months you had been going out. But then again you weren’t too sure that Gerard did either. So he’d just randomly get you a present here and there and it made you feel special. You noticed that your appetite was alarmingly boosted and you couldn’t seem to get enough Mint chocolate chip ice cream. You looked at yourself in the mirror after just getting out of the shower. Then turned to the side. You stomach was a little big. Nothing special. You figured it was from all the junk food you were recently cramming down your throat. Soon you remembered that it was about that time again when ‘Mother nature called’ to give you hell. You used the toilet and figured that…only pee was in the toilet then thought again. Should you really be on your period right now? Whatever. You ere probably just worrying yourself. You wrapped the towel around your body and  dried off slipping on a night gown that Gerard had bought you also. You went to lay in bed and read when Gerard peeked his head in the bunk room and looked at you funny.2

*Why aren’t you dressed?* he asked with his head cocked to the side like a confused puppy. 3

*I am dressed. For sleep!* you smiled back Gerard lifted his head to make an ‘ohhhh’ look, then tilted his head again.4

*But I thought I was going to take you to dinner tonight.* he smirked you jumped off the bunk and flung your arms around his neck.5

*Really?* you squealed.6

*Yeah. Anniversary gift duh!*7

*No guys? Just the two of us?* you looked him in the eyes8

*Yeah. That’s what I had planned.* he explained. It melted your heart knowing that he’d buy you a locket. Night clothes, and dinner. It was cute. And by far the sweetest thing. 9

*Awwwww…. Babe!* you squealed again and pushed your lips against his he picked you up a little. He smiled and put you on the ground. 10

*Hurry up and get ready the reservations are at 9.* you looked at his watch. 8:30.….damn reservations… you let go of his neck and turned to go to the bunk when Gerard kinkily gave you a spank. You turn around and pretended to bite the air when Gerard puckered his lips and smirked.11

*Kinky* he laughed then closed the door. 12

Thoughts of no condoms...Gerard’s busted fire hydrant and the fact that you were certain that you should be on your period rose up in your throat as you dressed quickly.  You needed to tell Gerard. You needed to. You figured that after dinner you’d tell him.13

You  both arrived at the fancy French restaurant. You both felt very uncomfortable and were seated at a very nice table with a single candle and a few roses on the table. Right next to the window overlooking a lake. It was beautiful. You both sat there in silence because no one talked in the dinning room. It was quiet and all you could here was the occasional  cling of glass or the falling of a fork on a plate. But other than that it was quiet.  You waiter came to the table and looked down at Gerard, (who was wearing nice black pants that nice velvet looking jacket of his with a nice black button down shirt and a nice blood red tie. Also with a good amount of eyeliner but nothing over the top. He had combed his hair so it looked tame and nice.) the waiter sort of smirked.  You looked at Gerard who looked funny because you could feel he was just as uncomfortable as you.  You wore a nice black button down shirt with a  nice lace skirt that went to the middle of your shin.  You wore his locket proudly.  14

*Ello. My name is Jacques. I will be your waiture for tunigh. ‘ere is deh mene-u  I will be back short-ly for your ordures.* you looked at Gerard who was holding back his laughter at the poor southern kid with a fake French accent.  For a moment you both looked over the menu. French this. And French that. You couldn’t understand a thing let alone read it!  You looked at Gerard who looked just as dumbfounded as you.15

*What sounds good?* you whispered. To Gerard. He looked at you and turned pink.16

*If they gave me a menu in English I could tell you!*  he laughed. You laughed to.17

*This feels really awkward Gee.* you confessed. Looking down. *it was a sweet idea. But I don’t want to end up ordering cow tongue.*18

*Yeah. I think this place is a little too fancy. Want to leave?* you shrugged.19

*Before Jacques comes back!*  you both stood up and walked to the door getting stopped by the creep Jacques. 20

*Meh I in-choir why is it you are lea-ving?* you rolled your eyes and let Gerard talk.21

*The fact that you’re American. Your name is Jack and you have a fake French accent.* Gerard patted the waiter on the head and followed you out. You both cracked up laughing and went to the Taco Bell across the street.  You ended up ordering 2 chalupas and Gerard ordered a burrito supreme.  You both got a huge side order of cinnamon twists and goofed off and joked the entire time. But there was something inside of you just aching to get you. When you both threw away you trash and ditched the purple trays you wrapped your arms around Gerard from behind and told him that you need to talk to him.  You both walked to the bus but before entering you took Gerard to the side. 22

*Gee...i think...I..* you gave up for a moment. 23

*Babe what's wrong, you look terrible. *24

*oh thanks..* you laughed. but nothing he could say would make you feeling any better. 25

*Gee can we talk for a moment.* Gerard looked at you with a puzzled look. and you felt horrible for telling him. it would ruin his career. 26

*okay, I understood that from you telling me that we needed to talk a few minutes ago...* he put an arm around your waist and walked by you side to the bus stop on the sidewalk.  27

*I know. Just listen to me okay. This has been eating at me. For a little while. Don’t be angry. Okay?* you asked.28

you plopped down on the bench and patted the side signaling that he should sit down too. 29

*I’m late...I think...I might be pregnant...*30