Frank's POV.

“Daddy daddy daddy dadddyyy!”

I opened my eyes at the shouting and groaned. Fuck, was the little rat here already?

I pushed myself up out of bed and tugged on my boxers before heading into the bathroom for a quick shower.

I left twenty minutes later and pulled on some fresh boxers, jeans and a shirt before jogging down the stairs to see Gerard and Jamie on the sofa, though I didn't like the look Gerard was giving me.

“Frankie..”

Oh god.

“Yeah..?” I frowned a little and walked over, biting my lip. “What is it..?”

“I uh.. I have an interview for a job today and uh.. Sarah's at work to and.. Well it's your day off college and Jamie has no one to look after him..”

My face fell a little.

He wanted me to look after it?!

“I.. Gee.. I don't know.. I mean.. I'm useless and he doesn't even like me..” I whispered, suddenly feeling, well.. Terrified.

“Oh he doesn't hate you!” Gerard sighed, looking down at Jamie. “Do you hate Frankie?”

Jamie shook his head. “Nope!” He giggled.

Oh yes he fucking did.

“I..” I sighed. I didn't have my choice, did I? “Okay.. Fine.. But if something goes wrong you can't blame me..”

Gerard chuckled and wrapped his arms around my waist, kissing me gently. “Nothing will go wrong.” He promised, kissing me again.

“If you say so..” I sighed against his lips, going to kiss him again though he pulled away.

“I gotta go.”

“What? Already?!”

“Yeah, sorry baby..” He laughed a little before hugging Jamie, kissing his head. “Love you mate, see you later, be good for Frankie.” He smiled.

He hugged and kissed me goodbye before leaving.

Oh, shit.

“So, uh..” I laughed slightly and rubbed the back of my neck, looking down at Jamie.

He just giggled and ran over, hugging my leg. “Fwankie..”

I smiled, holding in the laugh.

No. No.. He didn't understand that joke. He was only three, I couldn't correct him for that just yet.

I sighed gently and picked him up before walking to the sofa and sitting down, placing him on my lap.

I watched him for a moment, unable to stop myself from smiling as he cuddled into my chest.

Okay.. He was cute.

But what was I going to do with a three year old all day?

“What do you like to do Jamie..?”

“Park!” He giggled, grinning happily.

“Somehow I knew you were going to say that.” I laughed quietly. “Alright, we'll go there.” I smiled.

So, that's what we did.

I got his little coat and shoes on and took him to the park..

And surprisingly I had loads of fun.

I hated to admit it.. But he was adorable.. Who knew such an annoying little thing could be so cute?!

“Fwankie swings!” Jamie giggled, running over to them. “Alright..” I chuckled, though stopped as I felt a vibration in my pocket. “Oh that'll be your daddy.” I grinned, opening up the text.

'Hows it going? Xx'

'Great. We're at the park xx' I replied, sighing happily to myself.

I looked up to see where Jamie had got to though my heart sunk into my stomach.

He'd gone.