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FanFic - THE COLLISION KISS OF YOUR CAP.18-Mindly Chain

TITLE: The Collision of Your Kiss
Starring: My Chemical Romance
AUTHOR: Demolition Konsu
DISCLAIMER: is NOT just a fanfiction inspired by real events.
SUMMARY: ... And I miss while I go look outside. I miss her. A phone rings, is to Gerard. A shiver runs improvvisami back as I remember the eloquent gesture that made Frank as he left the tunnel. Gerard stage one ear, "Yes, we're all here waiting for you." Hangs up and looks at me straight in the eye "is coming."


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into the house covered up to his ears, the first thing it does is take off his jacket, strangely it has a heavier tonight, he probably began to feel cold! Give all the beautiful smiles and laughs by opening an envelope that he brought with him an envelope which began shortly after taking out packages, large or small and it looks like Santa Claus and distributes them to his friends. It is joyful, do not know how to have more positive energy to give to anyone who steps in front, although on this occasion betrays a bit 'tired and emotional as physics. I can not look away from his playful and do a little 'clumsy, even now coming at us still perched at the window.
Until tonight my feelings toward him had completely covered the shadow of resentment caused by his lies, but not now, at this moment, in this festive atmosphere where I wish it was all perfect ... and yes, I admit, Gerard strong by my side I could definitely cut off any kind of relationship that still binds me to him ... but I already know I will not, is a thought which is struggling to take shape, let alone achieve it, implement it. How could I?
embraces his friend in a tight ending that causes me a pang in my heart, either because it is touching to see them so 'in love', because I want to hug me and then only because the beloved Frank tries to steal my heart in addition to all that, piece after piece, I have 'built' with Gerard ... without any intention, either clear. Or at least I hope so.
stupid thoughts ... "Rogue, you did it to come," Gerard smiles turned to his friend who still keeps close to himself.
"I had to" Frank is the response he received from detaching from him forces him to think about what must be done immediately. I wait, impatient and unwilling to address his appeal to me and almost like a magnet because while I think what turns to me his eyes. No word comes from her lips like no other word comes from my own. Only Gerard who invites us to go outside to smoke a cigarette.
His hand on my shoulder causes an intense sense of well being and at the same time a tremor pervades my body while we sit on the steps of the backyard Way. The air is cold, but there is no wind, so you can 'resist even the time of a cigarette and a chat. The flame of the lighter sends me a nice warmth to the face and inhale from my cigarette to feel a pleasant warmth in the mouth and down his chest. The smoke makes the air in front of our faces that do not appeal even to each other spirals, strange shapes and sinuous, beautiful ... but that fade too fast. He feels the tension between us and almost inappropriate quell'imbarazzo two schoolboys undecided whether to hold hands or not, undecided whether to make peace after yet another fight during recess in the schoolyard. It sounds silly but that's how I feel ... of course the situation is quite different and the feelings involved are perhaps more profound, but certainly less pure in a carefree friendship.
"I made many mistakes in my life" breaks the silence, you pass a hand through his hair. It crashes while continuing to observe the toes. "And that he had betrayed my wife should be the greatest ..." takes a breath, "but I can not understand why I can not be there for you ... bad for us ... nothing. The only thing that makes me sick is the thought of losing you "feel a genuine emotion in his words, and this sends me even more angry. "Oh shit because you're telling me these things?" I can not listen to you and I do not want Frank, not on Christmas Eve, not here. Actually I wanted to remain indoors, warm and surrounded by my new friends, from your old friends. He does not talk. See all my pain in that sentence choked by tears. A tear falls silently, through my cheek up to his chin, where he hesitates, does not know whether to fall down or stop them to remain dry.
"I'm sorry, I did not want to hurt you .." I'm sorry really Frank, even though I should apologize to myself for not knowing how to be hard on yourself. It deserves it ... it is clear, however, can not do it, now that I take her hand and kiss me think that life is really beautiful and I wish this night would never end. I support the plan, the head on her knees, stroked my hair. "Listen to the silence ... unable to get to the heart more than a thousand words," she whispers as she continues to pamper my hair. I could stay here for hours, so without wanting more, even if the desire of him is so much it makes me feel bad, damn bad.

It's amazing how the delay is immediately fallen when I asked if we could get in the room just so 'together, alone, in the heat ...' yes' is subdued following his request, my eyes were filled with sweet desire. We will not
sex, we do not even love ... do not even know how I would define it, but we promised that will not happen again. We will be honest to each other, for ourselves and for 'third party' involved. Definition bleak, I know, but it is less painful than to say girlfriend or even worse future bride. Sitting on the bed, I between her legs, my back rests to sio chest, fingers tightly crossed almost like a lifeline, there was almost a sheer drop below and loosen the grip of us would be jumping into the void ... the void of Christmas be saved, no matter how bitter and sweet in equal measure.
minutes gentle pace, there is nothing more than us. And even now that we are naked on this bed to caress, your sweetness is disarming, respects our covenant. Even now that your lips soft ride my arm up to the tips of your fingers ... and kisses one by one. Now that my hands shake and your hips are almost certain to hurt reigns in our hearts the absolute knowledge that nothing will happen ... for a kiss, a hug, a smile was not enough and maybe this will make us sick tomorrow, but not now.

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I wake up with a strong aroma of coffee, sublime to my senses and deadly at the same time because it pulls me out of bed while I sleep until tonight. I just 10.00.
The memory of tonight, our sweet 'goodbye' is more alive than ever and my heart was pounding as if he were still here with me. I look at the bracelet that put me on the wrist just before you leave ... and I laugh. I laugh because it is the same as I gave myself! Was a sweet moment, intense, almost an exchange of pawns, a promise long-term ... and maybe it's the only thing Cheo bind over time we will look ... Our bracelet and laugh, as I am doing now, mamagari over time this will turn into a bitter smile smile of nostalgic joy.
As I dress I hear laughter coming from the kitchen Mikey and Alicia, but I do not feel Gerard with them. Reaches them just finished to get up again ... I'm just a mess this morning.
"Good morning and Merry Christmas!" I will catapult him Mikey "Congratulations to you too" spare his warm embrace while Alicia inspects the scene waiting for a long-awaited end. Exchange greetings with her, God forbid ... ok, we're not funny, but it does not matter ... and then it's Christmas.
pull out a pack, my gift for Mikey. The discard impatient. I've never seen him so bright, I'm sure that is the effect that his girlfriend has on him and I'm so happy, even if she can 'seem to suggest otherwise. "Nooo pajamas a" fun ride. "A nice thought that pajamas ..." comes the voice of Alicia mock surprise, "Yes, I know," the defiant answer. Will never know the significance of this gift. Mikey gives me another hug and invited me to take part in the breakfast prepared for me and Alicia.
"And Gerard?" I asked, the curiosity is too strong. But I do so casually and use my meal early. "It 's good to come out now Bob and Ray, we can expect in the study, "she responds in an equally distracted. "In the studio?" Alicia gave him a blow on the arm "But I can not tell you anything ..."
Ride and take me by surprise ... what have in mind? It matters little, I still feel the smell of Frank in his nostrils and the very thought that soon see him again makes me feel bad ... or good?