Mikey had walked in on us and as swiftly as he had entered the coach, he had left. I got up off of Frankie and passed him his shirt. I sighed and threw my head back. For all I knew Mikey was telling the guys right now. I swore silently and kicked the table which was opposite me. It just stayed exactly as it was, it wasn't at all pleasing for my aggression. Frank took my hand in his and snuggled in close.

"Does this mean we're going to have to stop... Y'know... Being this?" Frankie asked innocently.

"No, no." I lied, "of course not, baby."

Frankie snuggled in closer but I could see the worry in his eyes. This was going to be a sleepless night, I just knew it.

**TIME SKIP WITH COMPLICATED TIMEY WIMEY STUFF AND THE TARDIS**

The next morning we were on the coach for 4 hours and then we had practice in the studio. We were working on a new album and it was such a new sound for us. I loved it though. I couldn't help but notice Mikey. Sitting in the corner, moodily. He was silently glaring at me and then at Frankie. I did my best to ignore him but it was the look of betrayal in his eyes that made me feel sick.

After the coach ride, which seemed to take too long, we all clambered into the studio and picked up our instruments. Or in my case - a pen and paper. We started off with a couple of riffs that Ray had supposedly been sitting on for a while. We all nodded our heads in approval.

"Someone's going to need to film my finger placement or something otherwise I'll forget that." He grinned. Frank got up and filmed it on his phone, showing it back to Ray so he could see it. They both murmured a while before Ray nodded his head, his fro bouncing slightly, and Frankie went back to his seat.

I didn't realise ho fondly I'd been staring at Frankie until I saw Mikey's face out of the corner of my eye. He got up and stormed out of the door getting his fags out of his pocket and placing one in his mouth before shoving the door open. Ray and Bob both shrugged at each other, and I glanced at Frankie. He nodded at me as if allowing me to go and follow my brother. I smiled a small smile which I hope he knew meant 'thank you'. I got up and followed Mikey out, taking out my cigarettes and popping one in my mouth. I patted my pockets for my lighter before discovering I'd lost it in the coach. I sighed and walked over to Mikey who had his back to me, smoking. I tapped his shoulder.

"Can I borrow a light?" I asked.

Without a word Mikey lit my cigarette and carried on smoking.

"Look Mikey, I'm sorry about the other day." I said. Silence followed, I took a deep breath and carried on. "I'd just appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone." Mikey took what wasn't the last drag out if his cigarette before dropping it on the floor and stamping it out. He glared at me and pushed past me back into the studio. I sighed and nervously started tapping my foot. The cigarette was losing its edge and I knew that my stress levels were sky rocketing.

I knew that he'd want answers after his moping period but I didn't know what he'd do during that time. I also didn't know when he'd want answers. All I had to do was wait for him.

**one more time skip (I know okay! I'm sorry!)**

The guys had all gone out drinking again and me and Frankie had decided to stay in. Frankie had his head in my lap, while we were watching tv in the studio. We were meant to be coming up with some riffs, but after Frank came up with 2 we stopped to kiss and cuddle. We had to keep checking the door after the Mikey walking in incident.

Frankie looked up at me from the tv.

"Baby?"

I answered with a soft noise, rather than a word.

"What are we going to do about Mikey knowing?"

"I don't know." I replied, my nose scrunched itself up thinking about it and then relaxed as I breathed out.

"How do we know he hasn't told the guys yet?" Frankie asked.

"Because Mikey will come looking for answers first." I told him.

Frankie nodded and turned back to the tv, before turning back again.

"But what about your mom?" Frankie murmured, "wouldn't Mikey tell her at least?"

"I don't know, Frankie." I said a little sterner.

Frankie turned back to the tv before turning back and giving me a quick peck on the cheek. I smiled and bent down, not so innocently kissing his lips.

"You're adorable, you know that?" I told Frankie. He giggled before pulling me in for a heavier kiss. Before either of us knew it we were unbuttoning clothes. When another voice entered the room.

"Fuck, not again!"

Notes

Okay! I know I said sometime this week and that it's really late but I have a surprise!! :D

PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!! I even put in a doctor who reference!! :3

love you guys forever!! :D

~Whatever I'm Late Anyway~