Not So Bulletproof Hearts

Kat's POV


I couldn’t get rid of the lump in my throat to reply to him, I was speechless. I had a feeling he was going to ask me but I never anticipated how nervous I would be. Frank said he loves me, well, he thinks he loves me. Wow, for once in my life the guy I love, loves me back. Am I still dreaming? Is this just a figure of my imagination? “Kat…?” Frank tilted his head and looked inquisitively at me. I must have spent longer thinking about it than I first realised. A shaky smile crept onto my face, looking down at his hands still with his fingers between mine. I took a deep breath and let out a small giggle. “yes, I will.” He grinned at me and bit his lip ring, with that I laid my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes.

“I knew you wanted her! Congrats man! She’s a keeper.” I opened one eye to see Gerard standing on the stairs holding a packet of cigarettes. Frank laughed and shook his head as Gerard walked over. I stretched and shuffled of Frank’s lap to sit on the couch next to him. “It’s nearly 3pm, school will be over soon. Do you wanna head out?” He fumbled around in his pocket for his keys. “Yeah!” Gerard said, lighting the cigarette in his mouth and taking a drag. “We can get some booze to celebrate you two hooking up!” Frank rolled his eyes at Gerard and turned to me. “Is that okay with you?” I nodded and watched as Gerard stood flicking his lighter on and off. The shop was near my house so Frank said it would be a good idea for me to call home and pick up some stuff so I could stay with him. It wouldn’t be a good idea for Frank to drive me home after a party with Gerard.

I ran down my garden path whilst Frank waited in the car. There was complete silence as I put my key in the door and unlocked it; no one seemed to be home. I hadn’t seen my dad in days but then nor did I want to. I elegantly walked up the stairs to my room, opening the door to find a note on my bed.
‘Kat, your father and I have had to run out of town for a few days, we had a call from your grandfather, your grandmother is very ill and he can’t look after her so we’ve gone back through to Belleville to help look after her. We would have taken you with us but a few weeks off school wouldn’t look very good on your report. You’re grown up now, you can look after yourself. We’ll be back as soon as possible, if you need us just call.  ~ Mom. P.s ~ it’s not looking good for your grandmother, we might lose her soon. ‘
I dropped down on my bed and a tear dripped down my face, I had never been close with either of my grandparents but it still would be sad to see either of them go. Gathering my things, I stuffed them into a bag with an ‘AC//DC’ logo on the front. I heard Frank turn the engine back on so I ran down stairs to meet him.

Throwing my bag on the back seat I slumped down and stared at my feet. “Is something wrong, angel?” I showed him the note my mom left and tried my best to stop the tears from falling. Frank handed back the note and leaned over to me. “You can stay with me until they get back, I’m sure everything will be okay. If not, I’ll always be here to hold you when you cry.” The tears welled up in my eyes and I threw my arms around him, whispering in his ear. “I think I love you too, Frank.” We arrived back at Gerard’s place a while later with some bottles of wine and a crate of beers he wanted. Frank had cheered me up a bit on our way back by telling me stories about the band, like how in their gigs he likes to sneak up on Mikey and steal his beers. We walked through into the kitchen and put the drinks on the counter, Gerard was nowhere to be seen. “They’ll probably be in the garage, follow me.” They? Oh yeah, Mikey will be home now. I followed frank into the back yard which consisted of a small table, 2 plastic lawn chairs and wilting rose bush next to the garage door.

“you’re back man!” Gerard gave Frank a friendly thump on his back. I glanced around the room to see Mikey sat on a couch cleaning his glasses. Next to him was a tall guy, with dark, long frizzy hair. He stood up and walked over to greet me and Frank. “Hey, I’m Ray, these guys where just telling me about Franks new lady. I’m pleased to meet you, Kat.” He gave me a friendly smile and beckoned us to come and sit with him, meanwhile Gerard went and got the drinks. After a few hours of talking with the guys my mood had increased rapidly. They were all so nice, I learned that Gerard and Frank had actually shared a few kisses themselves on stage, under the influence of more alcohol I should think. I giggled as Gerard licked his lips and blew kisses at Frank. “Knock it off Gee, I’m going to the kitchen to get the last bottle of wine, back in a minute.” I hopped to my feet and followed him to the kitchen, swilling the last drop of wine in my glass.

“So, do you like my friends?” Frank asked as he fumbled around in the cupboards for a glass. "They’re really nice, Gee is pretty funny.” I winked and blew him as kiss. We both laughed, partially to do with our new found happiness and partially to do with the alcohol. Frank forced open the bottle of wine just as I stepped in front of him, prefect timing for it to spill all over my plaid skirt. “Oh I’m so sorry!” he put the bottle on the counter and ran to fetch a towel. I looked down at the dark red stain spreading across the tight, red and black fabric. Frank began rubbing vigorously at the stain with a towel, his touch sent a chill down my spine making me moan. He stopped and looked up at me, I was scrunching my hair in my hand and biting my lip, he carried on slowly quickening his pace as the rose up from his knees. He ran a trail of kisses up my neck, by now I thought my legs were going to give way beneath me. I could feel his breath, hot on my neck as the continued rubbing the stain. It wasn’t coming out, we both knew that but he didn’t stop. He eventually dropped the towel and lifted me onto the counter, standing between my open shaky legs, he slid his hand up thighs and grabbed my head, kissing me passionately. I pulled him closer as Frank ran his hands all over my body, knowing no boundaries.

He slipped off my tie and went to undo my shirt buttons but then a rather drunk Gerard stumbled in the door. “Hey, get a room or let me join in.” he said, leaning against the wall to stop himself from falling over. I propped myself up on the counter and leaned my head against the cupboard, I was turning bright red again and by the looks of it Frank was just as humiliated. Later on after more conversing in the garage and a few more glasses of wine, Ray decided to head home and Mikey retired to his bedroom for the night. Just me and Frank were left cuddling on the couch and Gerard was slumped over a disconnected speaker in the corner. “C’mon Gee, I think you should get some rest.” Frank pulled him up and lead him upstairs to his room. After Gerard passed out in his room we laid on the couch in the basement, I drifted off to sleep as Frank ran his fingers through my hair. “goodnight, Kat.”

Notes

owh. why did Gerard have to ruin it!?? (i might not be uploading a chapter tomorrow. sorry guys.)

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