You’re off limits. So off limits. There’s nobody in the world more off limits than you. You’re Shannon’s sister, her little sister, and Johnny told Gerard that if he dared touch you, he’d cut off his balls.

You and your siblings just moved into the Kavanagh Manor because your house burned down, or more, your deadbeat father burned it down, taking the house, and your mother down with him.

It’s a sensitive time, Gerard knows it, but it’s not like he’s trying to hookup with you. He isn’t. That’s not what he wants. He doesn’t really understand much of what he’s feeling, but ever since he first met you in January, after you and your sister got transferred to Tommen because of some issues in you old school, he has been feeling different.

He just wants to hold you. Make you feel safe, especially after this whole thing happened.

“Hey you… I brought you this. Shannon said it was your favorite, so I baked it..” Gerards voice fills you ears one afternoon. You were sitting on the couch, crying, but quickly wiped your tears when you saw the cake in his hand.

You thought he was sweet, funny too. He made the pain more bearable.

“You don’t have to eat it right now, but you probably should before the boys catch whiff of it. The little bastards would inhale the damn thing…” He shakes his head, sitting next to you and giving you a soft smile.

Yeah… He’s sweet.