Cause I Miss You

                                    

                                          


                          
A week later...


"You're going home today!" Gerard leaps up and down excitedly, throwing down a bag of clothes on a chair for me to change into.
"Calm down, Gee." I giggle, pulling him into a hug.
"Here, hurry up! We got stuff to do!" He smiles, handing me the bag of clothes.
I go into the attached bathroom, quickly shower, and finally change.
"It's nice to see you in something other then a hospital gown." Gerard says as I walk out of the bathroom.
"Yeah." I laugh, until I look down at my wrist.
Forgot I can't really wear t-shirts that much anymore.....
Gerard notices, and takes his hoodie off, handing it to me.
"I'm sorry..." He says as I pull the hoodie over my head.
Gerard starts to laugh as I struggle to put the hoodie on right, considering I basically swim in it.
"Let's go home then?" Gerard takes my hand in his, and we walk out of the hospital,
together.

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I run in and immediately plop down on the couch.
"I've missed you so much." I whisper into the cushion, causing Gerard to laugh.
"How about some real food?" Gerard states, making me sit up really fast.
Gerard comes over to the couch, picking me up bridal style, he walks us over to his car and places me down on the seat.
"Where to?" He asks, as he clicks in his seat belt.
"I really could go for some McDonald's." I giggle as Gee rolls his eyes and pulls out of the driveway.
Gerard places his hand on my thigh, while keeping the other on the wheel. "I've really missed you. If you didn't wake up, I don't know what I would have done." I take his hand in mine and run my thumb over the back of it.
"I heard you talking to me." I say as memories from my coma dream come to mind.
"Oh, really?" he half chuckles.
"Yeah, in my coma, I thought they were dreams. But apparently not."
"Tell me more about what it was like." He smiles like a small child.
"Well," the feeling I got when I thought Gerard had died comes back to mind, and I stop breathing for a split second.
"Are you okay, Y/N?" Gerard reaches up and caresses my cheek, keeping his eyes on the road.
"Well, in the dream, you- you killed yourself. Basically because of me. But I kept seeing what I thought to be the ghost of you or just my mind playing tricks. It was kind of both, but also tied in with the real world, I guess." I say, shrugging trying to place together the broken pieces of my dream.
"Oh." Is all Gerard says as we pull up to the drive-thru. "The usual, I'm assuming?" He smiles back at me, and I nod and offer a light chuckle in response.

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"Holy shit McDonald's has never tasted better." I say, shoving french fries into my mouth.
"Give me some! You're such a fry hog!" Gerard giggles, trying to take the carton of fries away.
"Here." I take one and place it in his mouth, giggling as he makes a funny face.
"I love you, Y/N."

                          
"I love you too, Gee."




                          
Yes the end of the story happens to be shoving french fries in mouths.
relatable.

IDK about the sequel yet but we'll see.
                          
I also think I drank spoiled milk rip me.

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