Romance Reloaded

Franks POV
As the bus ran over a speed pump my body jumped in the bunk, waking me up. I scratched my head and groaned loudly. “That’s it.” I began, turning my head away from the pillow. “I can’t stand being on this fucking bus any longer.” I flopped my head back down on the pillow and groaned in frustration again. “Well good job Los Angeles is only 10 miles away.” Gerard’s voice beamed down on me from his bunk. A moment of realization came over me and I sat up, hitting my head on the bunk above. Gerard’s cigarette fell from his hand and barley missed my head. “Jeez Frank. Good job it wasn’t lit.” Gerard said, peering down at me. Rubbing my forehead where it collided with the bunk, I picked the cigarette up from between my feet and passed it back up to him, watching intently as he proceeded to light it between his peachy colored, plump lips.

A few moments later Mikey began to move from under his duvet, his hand reached out to pick his glasses up from the floor. He placed his glasses neatly on his face, pushing them up the bridge of his nose with his index finger; his sharp features were so defined. “Morning guys. How long till we get back to New Jersey?” I shrugged my shoulders in response. “Two days like last time I guess.” Gerard jumped off the top bunk and stood between me and Mikey. “If you think I’m driving you all back to New Jersey you’ve got another thing coming.” He cautioned us firmly, placing his hand on his hip and taking a last drag from the cigarette, projecting the smoke upwards like a dragon. “Well I’m not driving.” I objected whilst rummaging through my bag for a clean tee shirt. We spent a good ten minutes arguing as I got dressed and packed my bags, eventually Ray woke up and gave us a piece of his mind. “For god sake! Shut up and let me sleep.” With that he threw they duvet back over himself and faced the wall. “You can’t go back to sleep now Ray.” Mikey poked at him through the duvet until he turned back to face us. “We’ll be back in Los Angeles soon.”

Ray groaned and rolled his eyes. “Fine. I’ll get up.” He said involuntary. I walked to the back of the bus and sat gazing out the window whilst the guys packed away their belongings ready for our arrival. Soon we passed the familiar “Welcome To Los Angeles CA” sign again. I smiled out the window, thinking back to the gigs, the fans and the star struck feeling I still hadn’t got over. It had been amazing but now my heart was aching. I needed Kat, it was killing me now. I just had to hold my angel in my arms again. “Frank.” The sound of Gerard’s voice brought me out of my day dream. “We’re here.” He smiled, beckoning me to get my bags.

The bus drove up to Eyeball Records again, Brian was waiting on the sidewalk for us. Behind him was a crowd of people being held back by barriers, they were waving more signs and began screaming as our bus pulled into view. The doors opened and we stepped out into the warm Californian air, flashes came from all around as fans began taking photos, we ignored them and ran inside after Brian. “Welcome back boys! The first tour was an amazing hit!” Brian said, applauding us triumphantly as we entered the lobby. “Your flight is in an hour so hurry along, we need to get you boys to the airport.” I stared at him in disbelief. “We can’t afford plane tickets, we’re driving back in Gerard’s car.” I corrected. Brain laughed as he clicked his fingers for the two door men to take our bags. “Who said you’re paying? Everything goes through the record company.” He scoffed.

“What about my car!?” Gerard intervened worriedly. “I can’t leave it in LA, I need it.” Brian took out his blackberry and scrolled down his screen with his nimble fingers. He sent a message to his selected contacts and a reply seemed to come through almost immediately. “I can have someone drop it off for you tomorrow. I’ll just need your keys.” Gerard fumbled around in his pocket and tossed his keys to Brian, who struggled to catch them. “Right. Enough small talk, your taxi is here. Gerard I’ll call you when I need you all to come up and record the first album.” We all nodded in agreement, ran out of the door and into the taxi. The ride to the airport was quite long, Ray had fallen asleep again and Mikey had his nose buried in his phone. Gerard was the only one being remotely sociable right now, he was just sat in the front seat smiling back at me every time I caught his gaze. I pulled out my phone and sent Kat a text. *Home soon, Angel. Love you. <3 xxx* After we arrived at the airport and boarded the plane it was pretty late and with a 6 hour flight ahead I decided to get some sleep.

I woke up to the feeling of fingers sliding firmly up my leg and warm breathing in my ear. “Wake up Frank, we’re coming into land.” I opened one eye and turned my head to see Gerard smiling excitedly at me. I smiled back but then reality hit me. I gently removed his hand from my leg and smiled awkwardly. “We’re not on tour anymore remember?” I could almost see his heart breaking before my eyes and the feeling in my stomach as the plane descended didn’t make me feel any better. “Okay.” he said bluntly, sucking in the bottom lip. “I understand.” Gerard turned to face forwards again and from that point he ignored me until we were in the taxi back to the village. Meanwhile Ray had spent most of the journey home sleeping, I think all the gigs tired him out and he wasn’t too happy about leaving Christa in Miami, he’d really fallen for her. Mikey had been quite discrete too but then I’ve known him since we were 10 and he’s never been any different. Still the same awkward, shy and nervous guy he’s always been.

As we walked out of the airport I felt my phone buzz in my pocket, I slipped it out and unlocked it to find a message from Kat. *I can’t wait to see you. Love you too. <3 xxx* my heart skipped a beat at the thought of seeing her again, it had been so long. I’d missed Christmas and New Year, I had so much to make up for so many missed months. I smiled idiotically at my phone screen and dropped it back into the pocket of my skinny jeans before running to the taxi to join the guys. Ray seemed more awake now, he sat gazing out the window drinking a cup of coffee he bought in the airport. Gerard was practically mirroring his actions in the front seat. “I’m so fed up of traveling now. How long until we get home?” Mikey questioned me. I thought for a moment and opened my mouth but Gerard spoke before me. “For god sake, Mikey. Be patient.” Mikey silenced himself and sunk down into the seat. It seems Gee was a little more upset about me going back to Kat that I thought he would.

The early morning New Jersey air streamed through the slightly open window keeping me awake. It felt good to be going home but I couldn’t help feeling guilty for what happened between me and Gerard. I’d hurt him, he’s my best friend and I hurt him. I had no choice though; I didn’t feel the same way he did. Nobody was talking in the taxi; I guess 5 months of being together constantly had taken its toll. I couldn’t wait to get back to Kat and spent a few days away from the guys. Finally the taxi drove into the village. Nothing had changed, still the same gloomy houses, still the same gloomy people. New Jersey, just the way it should be, with a sense of danger and dullness. We had arrived quite a lot earlier than planned due to us flying back instead, this gave me enough time to run home, unpack and get myself ready to meet Kat again. At that moment we passed her house, my heart skipped a beat at the thought of her being only a few metres away. I couldn’t wait to see her. My Kat, my angel.

Notes

hey guys. I'm back. :3 <3 thanks to all of your support and persuasion I decided not to give up on this. the wait is finally over, the next chapter is Kat and Frank reuniting! once again, thanks so much.