"And then Gerard came and gave us muffins." I finished, unsurprised when my three friends snickered around me. I flushed, staring at my black converse. It's not as if I could control him being in my dreams.
"Honestly, Nikki, how often do you dream about Gerard?" Amy chuckled from across the cafeteria table.
I flashed a sheepish grin and flushed an even deeper shade of red. "Almost every night, to be quite honest."
"You really should just go talk to him," Vikki smirked from beside me. "It's not as if you couldn't find a reason to, he is in your art class."
I winced, trying to picture Gerard, the sweet, funny, raven haired art major actually talking to me. I swallowed hard and shook my head. The very thought of him flashing me his angel's smile terrified and excited me.
I glanced to the far wall of the Rutgers mess hall where I already knew he would be sitting with his friends and felt a jolt run through my spine when my gaze met by a familiar pair of hazel eyes. My heart skipped a beat as Gerard's lips curved up into a gentle smile.
"Breathe!" I heard Gina laugh from my other side. "Not breathing can cause you to die."
I hadn't realized I was holding my breath, but I knew that wasn't the only reason why my head was spinning.
"Gerard was staring at you, Nik. Just go talk to him!" Amy cried.
"I'm going to be late for Art." I grumbled, grabbing my bag and heading for the exit.
I heaved a sigh of relief once I was away from the mess hall; I never was one for crowded, noisy places. I much preferred to walk the nearly empty grounds with my iPod and escape from the constant turmoil of college life for a few minutes in between classes.
I lay down under a tree on the soft green grass of the campus and closed my eyes, enjoying the peace that came with being in nature. I pulled off my headphones and plugged in a cheap speaker, not wanting to lie on my headphones. I shut my eyes again and smiled to myself, quietly humming along to The Used's Yesterday's Feelings, my current favorite song.
I was startled when a soft, sweet voice joined the melody. I opened my eyes to see Gerard standing a little ways off, smiling shyly as he sang the lyrics to the song.
Left the only worries I had in my hands,
Away from the light in my eyes..
Holding tight and try not to hide how i feel....
'Cause feelings mean nothing, now.
Gerard paused, his normally pale face flushing slightly. He pulled his scraggly black hair our of his eyes and sent me another shy smile.
It took me a moment to think of anything to say, I was still trying to slow my heartbeat to its normal pace.
"You know the Used?" I asked quietly, positive I was mirroring his flushed face and shy smile.
"I love them, I was actually kind of surprised that you knew them," Gerard said with a nervous chuckle. This confused me; why should beautiful, talented Gerard Way be nervous about talking to me?
"I'm Gerard, by the way," he added. He stuck out a pale hand and it took me a minute to realize that I was meant to shake it.
"I'm Nikki," I said. "I'm in your art class," I threw in, hoping that he'd noticed already.
"I know, you've got some really amazing drawings. I've actually wanted to..erm, ask you if you maybe wanted to get a cup of coffeeor fivewith me sometime, you know, kind of as a date- or just an artist to artist sort of thing. I mean, which ever you're more comfortable with" He asked, fidgeting with his hands, obviously nervous.
My heart fluttered against my ribcage at the idea of spending time alone with Gerard, sputtering irratically when he said the word date.
I couldn't help the enormous grin that broke out across my face then. I just really hope I'm not dreaming...again...maybe I should pinch myself or something-OUCH that was where I walked into a door. Okay, so I'm not dreaming. I should probably say something
"Gerard, I would love to go out with you," I cried, proud that I'd refrained from actually jumping for joy...or smothering him...or both...
Gerard grinned, his handsome features becoming all the more beautiful.
"Great! So umm, listen, we're probably going to be late for our art class, so do you wanna walk over together?" he asked, reaching out to help me up from my place in the grass.
Butterflies fluttered in my stomach when his warm hand didn't release mine, and he smiled nervously at me before I laced our fingers together. We smiled at each other for a moment longer, each happy with each other's company before heading off to class together.
Worries are washed out to sea
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