Gerard's POV.

My face fell when I heard what Frankie was saying, well.. Screaming.

“Frank..” I whispered, taking a small step forward.

“No, you stay away from my son!” Linda hissed at me. “You've done enough, now get out!”

“Mum!” Frank muttered, pushing past her to stand by my side. “I am eighteen years old! Stay out of my relationships!”

“He's wanted Frank! This is illegal!”

“Linda..” I murmured gently. “Please don't shout..” I sighed. “I'm sorry that you have been caught up in this but I love Frank. I love him more than you and him will ever know. You can kick me out, and call the police.. But nothing is going to split us up.” I whispered, whilst lacing mine and Frank's fingers together.

“Mum.” Frank began, before Linda could even say anything. “Gerard is right. Now me and him will go upstairs and talk alone, without you interrupting.” He breathed, before tugging me out of the room and up the stairs, into his bedroom.

“Gee, I'm so sorry.. She didn't mean any of it.. I..”

I smiled gently and turned to look at Frank, letting my arms wrap around him. “Frankie, none of this is your fault, and your mum is upset, it's understandable.” I whispered, before leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss to Frank's lips.

Frank nodded and kissed me back. “What are we going to do..?”

“We?” I asked, shaking my head. “No Frankie, this is my problem, you're staying out of this completely.”

Though even I knew Frank wasn't going to just accept that.

“No. We are a couple and couples help each other.” Frank muttered, sliding his arms around my neck, which was cute, because he had to stand on his tip toes to do it.

I sighed. There was no saying no to Frank. He was so stubborn, but.. I gathered that was what I loved about him. Well.. One of the things I loved about him.

He was small, but there was a lot to love.

“Okay, fine, but you're not going to like it.” I began. “Obviously I can't go back to work and the police are going to be looking for me pretty soon, and I know they're going to look here.”

I hated the thought of the police searching Frank's house because of me. God, I'd fucked up big time.

“So we're gonna have to go.. Without telling anyone.” I sighed. “We're gonna have to go tonight.. I don't know where, but you can't tell anyone, not even your mum.” I knew he wouldn't like that, but no one could know where we were going.

Hell, I didn't even know where we were going.

Frankie stayed quiet for a moment, before taking a deep breath and nodding. “Okay.” He whispered.

“Thank you..” I smiled and wrapped my arms around Frank before leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. “Don't know what I'd do without you..”

Frank blushed. “Still have a job, fiancé and life..”

I just rolled my eyes. “You're worth every single bit of this.” I murmured, pressing our lips together again.

Frankie giggled. “Can we forget about all of this..? Just for a while.. Until it gets dark.”

I sat myself on the edge of his bed and glanced out the window. “Um..”

“Oh c'mon Gee!” Frank whined as he straddled my waist and pushed me down onto my back. “Please..” He breathed, pressing our lips together.

I sighed and slid a hand into Frank's hair, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. I rolled us over and pressed him down against the bed, before pulling my lips from his, a little breathless. “Not now..”

Frank looked up at me with a small pout. “When?”

“When we're safe somewhere..” I murmured, kissing him again gently before climbing off of the bed. “I'm gonna go get my stuff okay..?”

“On your own?”

“Yeah I'll be fine.” I chuckled and kissed Frank again. “Don't fall asleep. Pack whatever you need and I'll call you tonight, this'll be okay Frankie I promise. I love you.” I smiled faintly, before walking out of his room.

God, I hoped it was going to be okay.