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Liar (It Takes One to Know One)	By : LadyRevenge Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 2094 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Morning came way too soon for me as I cracked an eye open and winced at the bright sunrays beaming through the blinds. Gerard’s leg was thrown haphazardly over my hip and I giggled to myself at his position. His head was shoved between the back of my neck and the pillow and it looked very uncomfortable. His right arm was around my midsection just as it was when we first fell asleep. I picked it up as gently as I could and rested it on his side so I could get up and use the bathroom. When I returned, Gerard had moved and was lying on his back with his arms folded under his head. He had the sleepiest face on, but was awake and looking over at me.

“Good morning,” I said, crawling over to him and sweeping my lips over his. He smiled and toyed with a fallen lock of my hair.

“Hey.” He smiled up at me as I hovered above his face.

“What time is it?” he asked, pecking my lips once more before sitting up and wiping the sleep from his eyes.

“I don’t know. Morning time?” Gerard snickered at me, shaking his head. I lay back at the foot of the bed and stretched my arms over my head. Gerard got up and padded around the bed and into the bathroom. I followed his nakedness until it disappeared from my view. He was sexily delicious in every way. I had never just laid or walked around naked in front of any of my boyfriends, so to do it was rather freeing and independent. And Gerard certainly wasn’t shy about himself either, so why should I be? I heard Gerard swear from the other room and I sat up, wondering what the matter was.

“Fuck! Jordyn? Get dressed. We were supposed to be downstairs on the bus an hour ago!” A swelling of panic filled my chest. I jumped up and ran into the living room. Gerard was standing in the bathroom door, my clothes from the night before bundled in his arms.

“Thank you,” I said, taking them and going back into the bedroom to shove them violently into my duffle bag. I found clean panties, a bra, jeans and a Misfits t-shirt and dressed hurriedly. Gerard came into the bedroom with his jeans on and nothing else. He sat on the bed and pulled his socks and black boots on and slipped his arms inside his black dress shirt from the night before. I stood up after zipping my duffle and surveyed the room one last time. I almost hated to leave all the gorgeous rose petals just lying around. But Gerard grabbed my hand and pulled me to the door, so I really had no choice. I caught a glimpse of a few petals swirling on the floor from the swift closing of the door as Gerard all but shoved me into the hall.

“I’m sorry baby. But we can’t be late.” Gerard put his arm around my shoulders as we trotted to the elevator.

“It’s okay. I didn’t know we were supposed to be at the bus so soon.”

“It’s not as early as you think. It’s 11am.”

“Oh,” was all I could manage as we loaded into the elevator and made our way to the parking deck. Thankfully, the bus was still there, despite the images Gerard’s hurriedness brought to my mind of an empty parking space and he and I stranded in some hick town in the Midwest. We boarded and saw it was deserted.

“What the fuck?” Gerard looked into all the bunks and shook his head as he walked back into the living room. He went up front to the driver’s seat and fiddled around for a moment.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Looking for the schedule.” I joined him and sat in the passenger seat. I watched him thumb through a clipboard the driver kept beside his seat. He stopped on one particular page and shook his head in disappointment. He sat back and sighed, looking out the windshield at some graffiti on a concrete pillar.

“What?” I said, alarmed by his actions.

“Apparently we aren’t leaving until tomorrow.” I furrowed my brow in utter confusion.

“Oookay. So what do we do then?”

“Breakfast sound good?” He smiled as he put the clipboard back and stood up.

“Yes! I’m famished.” I stood up and took his hand as we left the bus and went back inside to the lobby. There was a restaurant just down a hall there, so we sat down at a table and read over the menu.

“Well, I guess breakfast is over,” Gerard said as he looked down at his menu. I only saw lunch specials on my menu, so I chose a three cheese chicken sandwich and a Caesar salad. Gerard decided on the same thing. Our server approached us and asked what we wanted to drink.

“Coffee,” we both said in unison, and then giggled at each other. Our server smiled and nodded as he walked away. I thought it was sort of weird to be ordering lunch food and coffee, but I really needed to wake up and I think Gerard felt the same way. I saw Gerard look behind me over my shoulder and wave at someone. I turned and saw Mikey making his way towards us.

“Mornin’,” he said, plopping down in the chair to my right and resting his elbows on the table.

“Good morning,” I said, noticing how sleepy he looked. He and Gerard both had the same sleepy face and I thought it was utterly adorable.

“Where is everyone?” Gerard asked and Mikey rested his chin in his hands and looked over at his brother.

“Sleeping I guess. I just got up and came down here.”

“We did too,” Gerard said, “and we’re hungry as hell.” Mikey nodded and turned around to look for a waiter.

“Have you ordered?” he asked, and we shook our heads in unison. “What kind of food do they have here?”

“Well breakfast is over. They’re serving lunch now, like burgers and shit,” Gerard said. He really had a way with words sometimes and I thought it was very cute. Just then, the waiter returned with our coffee.

“What can I get you sir?” he asked Mikey.

“Coffee as well, please.” The man nodded and disappeared again. I put cream and sugar in my cup and sipped the steaming liquid longingly. It was delicious. I could feel myself waking up more already. The waiter returned a couple of minutes later with Mikey’s coffee and a menu. Mikey glanced at it briefly and handed it back to him.

“I’d like the Cobb salad please,” he said. The waiter then looked at Gerard and me, and we told him what we wanted as well. Then he was gone again.

“So what the fuck is there to do in this place?” Mikey asked, resting his head in his hands again. I shrugged, totally oblivious to anything that far out west.

“We can look online for something,” Gerard said, sipping his coffee again. His eyes met mine from behind his cup and he winked at me. I smiled and shyly looked down at the table. I really didn’t care what I did that day, as long as it involved Gerard too.

“I feel like just sleeping all day,” Mikey said, yawning and blinking back sleepy tears.

“So sleep then,” Gerard said, playfully swatting Mikey’s arm. He frowned at his older brother and swatted him back.

“He’s grumpy in the mornings,” Gerard said to me, and I giggled and shook my head.

“Am not,” Mikey protested, and Gerard started giggling then. Mikey frowned more and huffed. “Stop Gerard.” I thought they both sounded like little kids fighting.

“Are you gonna call mom and tattle on me?” Gerard taunted his brother relentlessly. Mikey sighed loudly and scooted his chair back, standing up.

“You’re an ass Gee,” he said, and left the table and went to sit at the bar. Gerard laughed, flashing his boyish smile.

“You are terrible Gerard,” I scolded. He pretended to pout, sticking his lower lip out.

“Oh stop. That doesn’t work on me.” I looked away and tried to ignore him, a tiny smile trying to work its way across my lips. Gerard leaned over trying to get into my view more so I’d look at him. I kept moving my eyes further away from him. When he almost tipped out of his chair, I erupted into a fit of giggles, watching him catch himself on the table and sit straight again in his chair.

“Meanie,” he frowned, shoving his head into his hands and leaning on the table.

“Don’t you forget it,” I said, pointing a finger at him as I giggled. He made a “grrrrr” face at me and I stuck my tongue out at him. Our food came shortly after that and Mikey returned to the table reluctantly and ate with us. Afterwards, we went to the bus and looked up things to do online.

“There’s a park not far from here. Do you wanna go? It says there’s a live band playing at one.” Gerard looked over at me, my face inches from him as I leaned into his arm to look at the screen.

“It doesn’t matter to me. That sounds like fun.” I looked over at him and he nodded.

“Or we could catch a matinee. There’s a theater down the street.” Again I looked at him, but shrugged with a “whatever” look on my face. He sat back and sighed.

“You’re too easy to please.”

“Well isn’t that a good thing? You’ll never have to worry about me being entertained. I like doing most things.” Gerard laced his fingers behind his head and cut his eyes at me. He grinned and stared at my lips. I read some of the event calendar on the laptop screen and saw what movies were currently playing.

“Hey, why don’t we go see this movie?” I pointed to “The Number 23” with Jim Carrey. Gerard read over the brief synopsis before nodding his head.

“That sounds pretty creepy. I hope it’ll be good. Let’s see what time it starts.” He clicked a link and theater names and movie times appeared.

“Okay, the first showing is at 1:30,” he said. “Sound good to you?” I nodded, looking over at his profile. He looked back at me, and winked.

“I need a shower first. I feel like a dog,” I muttered, running a hand through my hair.

“We’ve got plenty of time. Go on back to the room and shower.” He dug in his jeans pocket and pulled the room key out, handing it to me. I stood up and leaned down, kissing his cheek sweetly before picking my duffle up and leaving the bus.

When I arrived at the room, I sat my duffle on the bed and took out some clean clothes. I kicked off my sandals and padded into the bathroom. The huge glass enclosed shower looked so inviting. I stripped naked and reached inside the sliding door and turned the water on as hot as I could stand it before stepping in. The swirling steam and cascading water rejuvenated my soul, washing away the stray bits of sleep left in me and working out the slight tightness in my shoulders from sleeping in one position all night long with Gerard. I wet my hair, letting my head tilt back under the water, relaxing almost immediately at its delicious sensation. I closed my eyes and sighed. I never heard Gerard come in. I suddenly felt a cool gust of air contrast with the heat of my body and before I could open my eyes, a pair of arms was sliding around my middle. My eyes flew open, only to be met with the lustful gaze of Gerard’s eyes staring back at me. I breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed into him. His right hand slid up my neck and cupped my left cheek. His thumb swept over the apple of it and I smiled seductively. I’d never felt so comfortable so quickly with someone. I draped my arms over his shoulders and slipped my fingers into the back of his hair. He leaned in and kissed me; sweet at first, and then deeper and more passionate as I opened my mouth to him. I brought my hands around to his cheeks and furrowed my brows, intensely falling into our sexy embrace. Gerard dipped his hands down to cup my buttocks, and I sighed into his left cheek though my nose. I felt him tapping my right thigh lightly, as if to tell me to lift it into his hand. I obeyed, and he gripped it under my knee and coaxed me to wrap it around his waist. He pushed me up against the cold tile wall rather forcefully, and the sudden shock of cold made me inhale sharply and open my eyes wide. He gave me an “I’m sorry” look as he bent to his right and lifted my other leg to wrap it around his waist as well. I knew what he wanted, and I helped him out by reaching down between us and taking hold of his throbbing erection. He grunted and closed his eyes. I licked along his bottom lip and he took my tongue into his mouth and sucked. I poised him at the opening of my satiny wetness and he pressed himself deep into me. I pushed my head back against the wall and grunted with raw satisfaction. He began pumping into me with aggressive heat. I held fast to him around his shoulders, and every so often he would hoist me up more into his strong arms to make sure he stayed well buried inside me. He licked a burning trail of kisses up the front of my throat and kissed me with wicked abandon. I began pushing into him with my hips as much as I could, trying to shove him deeper into me. His pace quickened and he began panting heavily out of his gaping mouth, biting his lower lip some as he concentrated on fucking me good. I closed my eyes and relaxed my head back on the wall, moaning and cursing with breathy sighs.

“Fuck!” He breathed, grunting deep down in his throat as he felt his orgasm rise up.

“Harder baby,” I sighed, squealing when he began slamming as hard as he could into me. When I felt myself begin gripping his thickness as a mind-blowing orgasm rocked through my body, he released himself inside of me, cursing and biting at my lips and neck like a wild animal.

“Goddamn baby,” he half-grunted, half-whispered as his seed shot deep into my fiery loins. I began trying to catch my breath, which felt like it had been holding itself for an eternity. I became a little lightheaded, and leaned to rest my forehead on his left shoulder. He thrust a few more times into me before dropping my legs down one at a time for me to stand on again, his member sadly sliding out of me. He pushed his hips into mine and I felt how hard he still remained. I was feeling particularly naughty and revved up, and after a few brief kisses and fondlings of my breasts, I turned Gerard around to stand under the water. He gasped at its steamy goodness drenching his pale skin, and he leaned back to let it soak his face and head. I slid my hands over his chest and knelt down slowly, laying a road of kisses down his finely haired happy trail. I stopped at its dead end, where I was teased by his still engorged hardness. I wrapped my fingers around it and heard him grunt. I lifted it up, and began sliding my hot tongue from the base of its underside up to the super-sensitive tip. When I encircled it with my tongue and then took it fully into my mouth, Gerard let out a loud yell and shuddered with acute sensitivity. Pushing him down my throat and then sucking my way back to the tip, I felt his legs begin to shake some. I looked up and saw him grimacing in sheer erotica as he watched me working his substantial shaft. His breathing was erratic, thrusting out of his throat in ragged intervals. His hands rested atop my head, and he gripped lightly and moved against my face with his hips. We began a simultaneous rhythm as he basically face fucked me until he could barely contain the animalistic orgasm I was so expertly coaxing out of him. I gripped his hips and dug my nails into his flesh as I watched him bare his teeth and squeeze his eyes shut.

“Shiiiiit!” He bellowed, his voice echoing loudly in the open space of the shower. I never slowed down as I felt him pour down my throat, swallowing all of him greedily.

“Goddamn Jordyn!” He breathed loudly, watching as I slowed my pace and brought him down from his heavenly high. He put a hand under my jaw and lured me up to stand in front of him once more. I smiled evilly, a feeling of definite satisfaction that I had pleased him so immensely. He grabbed my face and pulled me into him for one last monumental kiss. Then he hugged me to him and we stayed that way for a long while. When we finally backed away from each other, we realized we had been in there together for way too long. We would miss the movie if we didn’t get moving.

“Will you wash my hair for me?” I asked sweetly, and he smiled and kissed the tip of my nose.

“I’d love to,” he said, trading places with me so I could re-wet my damp tresses. He poured shampoo into his palm and I turned my back to him as he began to massage my head. Shivers surged through me, rearing their heads as goosebumps that popped up across my skin. It felt so good, and his strong hands massaged my scalp thoroughly. After I rinsed, I did the same thing to him.

“No one’s ever washed my hair like this before,” he said, his back turned to me. I stood with my belly pressing into his back, and I felt his hands snake around my hips and pull my body into his even more.

“Well no one’s going to finish if you start something else,” I said, warning him that he was about to start turning me on with his hands.

“Sorry,” he said, and let go of my ass. We finished washing up and then got out and dressed. When we were ready, he took my hand and kissed me sweetly on the cheek.

“I could fall in love with you,” he said as he stared into my smiling eyes with an intensity I hadn’t seen before. My smile faded some as I realized what he was saying to me. A swelling of excitement rose up in my stomach. I knew my face wasn’t capable of even expressing what I felt like inside. I threw my arms around his shoulders and hugged him tightly. He stroked my hair as it fell down my back and squeezed me into him with a rush of urgency. I didn’t ever want to let go of him. I felt like if I did, I would never see him again. My eyes started to tear, but I quickly blinked them away for fear that Gerard would notice. I didn’t want to explain why they were there right then. All in good time, I thought to myself. Rushing into this whole thing with him would end up making it not work out, and the absolute last thing I wanted with Gerard was nothing at all.
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