Sometime 1994

You were sleeping over at gerard’s house, having a late night conversation

“I just mean, I’ve kissed boys before, right? But it feels weird. They’re nice and all but like they always want to go further or they want me to touch them more. I’m just kinda unsure about that whole thing. Like I just don’t think I’m gay.”

You chuckled at that. “Gee, it’s not gay for a girl to kiss a boy.”

“Yeah, but I’m not a girl so-” Gerard bit his tongue realising what he had just said. This was exactly why he never wanted to talk about this stuff, especially with you