Alic3

I ran away, I know.

But I was scared.

You can't blame a little girl for being scared, right?

You showed me things I never knew existed.

Amazing things.

You awed me.

I looked up to you.

You were my first Master, my first Daddy.

My first teacher.

But I cared more than I should have.

We wanted different things.

It hurt knowing that we would never be.

That we could never work out.

I know you weren't well.

I wanted to help fix you, heal you.

But I don't think you would ever let me in.

Because no matter what I did,

No matter how much I cared,

Or how hard I tried

I was never good enough.

Another short story.... this is a Gay Fanfiction written about two singers I Fancy... don't worry, it's not dirty :p

"Gerard, I love you." I kissed the back of my lover's head and laid it down on my muscular chest. I heard him release a long sigh as he cuddled up close to my body.

"I love you too, Wil." It felt so right. Ever since I met Gerard Way, not a moment I spent with him in my arms felt wrong. Everything about our relationship was natural, like it was meant to be.

"Do you remember the night that we met?"

"At my brother's wedding, yeah." His gorgeous hazel eyes met mine. "Why?"

"Nothing," I replied simply. Then, smiling, I said, "I was just thinking how cute it was when you got icing on your nose." With this, I poked Gerard's nose and he chuckled that irresistible chuckle of his.

"That was five years ago." He sounded surprised.

"Yeah, and?'

"I just can't believe you still remember that." He stretched his neck up to kiss me.

"Of course, I remember." I said, kissing him back. "I remember everything about that night."

It was true. As soon as I walked through those doors, he was the first person that I noticed. With his shoulder-length black hair, amazing hazel eyes, and completely black attire, he was unforgettable. The whole night, I couldn't keep my eyes off him. Something about this man made me forget how to breathe.

I flipped through the channels on our small bedroom television. Nothing was really on. At least, that's what I thought. Gerard suddenly grabbed the hand the remote was in to stop me.

"Leave this on." he pleaded. The channel he made me stop at was the Disney Channel. "Please? I love this movie."

Setting the remote down, I watched the set for a while before realizing it was A 'Cinderella Story' with Hilary Duff. I smiled to myself. Another cliche movie about a pretty girl who falls in love with the most popular guy in school. They didn't realize that no one was better than my Gerard.

The two of us laid in the bed in silence. I had my arms wrapped around Gerard the entire time. During the commercial breaks, our focus was set on intense make out sessions. I didn't mind it when Gerard pulled away and began watching the movie again, either. Even though we had been together for five years, I still couldn't believe that those amazingly perfect and soft lips were mine. They truly belonged to an angel.

Near the end of the movie, Gerard turned to face me. He ran his thumb along my cheek, his skin warm and soft against mine. We stared deeply into each others eyes.

"Wil?" I kissed his lips gently and rubbed my hand along his lower back.

"What's up, baby?"

"Do you believe that fairy tales can come true?" I looked off into the dark, searching for a way to put my thoughts into the right words.

"Yes, I do," I finally replied. "Do you know why?" Gerard looked at me quizzically.

"Why?" Lifting his chin up, his lips met mine. I kissed Gerard for a while, running my hands through his silky hair.

"Because," I whispered, regretfully pulling away from the bone-shaking kiss. "you're my happy ending."

Just a short story I wrote awhile ago... Love and Be Loved...

The sun set slowly behind the rolling hills behind us. The wind whipped my hair all around me. I tucked some strands behind my ear, desperately trying to keep it out of my face. Failing and giving up I sighed, leaning my back against Luke.

I had met Luke a few days earlier, at a friend's party. We hit it off right away and I gave him my number. The next day, when he called me, we spent all day on the phone. Most of it was normal things to know about a person; What's your last name, what's your favorite color, those kind of things. But he told me more than I asked and I was flattered that he opened up so much to me. When he asked me to come watch the sunset with him, I felt like I was floating. Something about him, something amazing, was drawing me to him.

"It's so beautiful, isn't it?" This was the first time he had spoken in a while. I rested my head on his shoulder and looked up at the pink and purple sky. The wind once again blew my dark brown hair in my face, blocking my view.

"Well," I began, feeling frustrated. "I would be able to see if it wasn't so windy out." I heard him chuckle lightly.

"Here," Looking down at his hand, I saw a rubber band.

"Huh?" I was confused, but once again he chuckled.

"Liza," Luke placed the rubber band in my hand as he spoke. "Put your hair up with it." I blushed, feeling stupid. Pulling my hair up into a messy bun, I noticed Luke staring at me.

"What?" I could feel my cheek burn a bright red.

"You look... amazing." He replied, rubbing his thumb against my hot cheeks. "It's so different seeing you with you hair up."

"Is that a bad thing?" I wondered aloud. He shook his head and smiled.

"Nothing about you is bad." Out of the blue, he leaned in and kissed my cheek softly. Dazed, I just held my hand against it and smiled. I heard him laugh, even though it sounded far away.

I was on top of the world. Never has anyone said something so sweet to me and then kissed me. In fact, I've never even been kissed before. Deciding it was the right thing to do, I told Luke this.

"That's okay," He replied, acting like it didn't bother him the slightest. To me, it was the world. The both of us stood up. "You can always learn." I blushed and stared at the hem of my dress waving in the wind.

He lifted my chin up and kissed my lips. Surprised at first, my eyes got big. Then, relaxing into the kiss, I just stood there unsure of what to do. He let go and smiled, pulling me into his arms.

"It's okay, Liza." Luke said. I could tell he was looking off into the quickly darkening sky. "We'll have forever to practice." I stepped back from the hug and looked at the sky too.

"It's getting dark." I said. He chuckled again. God, that chuckle was amazing. I could easily listen to that sound all day. "I have to go home."

"Goodbye, Liza." He waved as I walked away. "Call me, okay?" I nodded and, turning around, ran the rest of the way home.

When I stepped into my house, I could smell dinner was being cooked. I made my way to the kitchen, where my mother stood at the stove.

"Oh, hi Liza." She said, wiping her hands on her apron. My mom was one of the old fashioned women who wore skirts and aprons when she cooked. "Alyssa called. She's back from vacation."

"Really?" I grabbed the phone and ran upstairs to my room. "Thanks mom!" I called down the stairs. Closing my door, didn't even make it to my bed before I had Alyssa on the phone.

"Hello?" She answered. Her cute, high pitched voice still sounded the same, even though it had been months since I last heard it.

"Aly!" I said, beaming to myself.

"Oh my God, Liza!" She sounded as excited as I did to finally talk to each other. "I missed you so much! I have so much to tell you."

"Me too," I said, taking the rubber band Luke gave me out of my hair.

"Okay, you first." I took a deep breath and stared at the rubber band.

"I met this guy," I said slowly, suddenly realizing my feelings. Was all this happening? He was perfect and completely out of my l league

"Oh my God, tell me everything!" I laughed and began my story.

"Well, his name is Luke," I said. A smile spread across my face. I was still looking at the rubber band. "And let's start with the fact that he is so amazing."