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Hello Angel, Take My Hand...I'll Be Your Demolition Lover...{G. Way}

Chapter 2 : Hello Angel, Take My Hand...I'll Be Your Demolition Lover... {G. Way} 2

Hannah barely escaped the last time...Only because he was there...

Created by katanagirl19 on Saturday, July 12, 2008

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The ride home was a blur. Hannah faded between dreams. The night flashed in front of her eyes. A short jerk threw her fowards and woke her up.

"Huh?" She muttered and rubbed her eyes. "Where am I?"

The soft patter of rain shattered the silence.

"You're in a car, silly."

Hannah looked at the driver and began to panic.
"Let me out! What's going on!?" She fought with the door.

"Calm down." He reached across the seat and placed his hand on hers.
"I'm taking you home. You may not remember..but I asked you where you lived and you told me. 46 Black street. 3rd floor?"

Hannah stopped and shivered at the touch of his hand. "Yea..." She pulled her hand away to brush her black hair out of her eyes.

"Thank you.." She muttered.. "I'd be dead if it wasn't for you..."

His face became red as he tightened his grip on the wheel.
"It's no problem.."

Hannah's apartment was in the city. She lived alone since her dad left and her mom went to rehab for a bad drinking problem and a cocaine addiction.

The man pulled the car up as close to the curb as he could.
"Want me to walk you up?" He offered as he shut the car off.

The car fell silent except for the heavy rain drops on the windows.

"I'd like that.." She blushed a bit.

His heart fluttered. "My names Gerard by the way."

She smiled. "I'm Hannah."

And with that they stepped out into the rain and ran inside. She shook the rain off and finally grabbed the first look at her lifesaver. He was handsom, she thought. His wet ebony hair fell over his glittering golden eyes. He was pale and dressed casually. Torn jeans, an Iron Maiden shirt and converse. Her heart throbbed loudly. She was falling for him and they had only just met.

Gerard glanced up at Hannah and froze. He thought she was beautiful... Her black hair fell down her face and hung over her shoulders and down her back. Her icy- blue eyes pierced through him. She was dressed almost mirrored to him. Torn black jeans, converse and a Misfits shirt. He shook off the chills and smiled sheepishly. He couldn't help it.

They both smiled awkwardly. They had been staring at eachother for a good minute or two.

"So shall we walk you to your apartment?" Gerard broke the silence.

"What. Yeah." Hannah stared at her shoes.

They decided to climb the stairs.

"I'll race you!" She joked.

"You're on" Gerard said in a huff as he took off up the stairs.

She laughed and followed him.
Gerard spotted a puddle ahead just as Hannah past him and stepped in the puddle, causing her to slip.

Gerard grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms.

Her scream was muffled by his body.

"You're a disaster waiting to happen. I swear.." He smiled and pulled her closer.


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