Frank's P.O.V

"What are you doing here." I muttered.

"Why do you care?" She spat as she crossed her legs. "Are you trying to ruin my day?" She gave me this intense look. A look that could burn a hole right through your heart.

"I could make your day better if you let me." I said with a slight smirk. She tensed in her chair a bit and tried to hide a smile. I could tell she was trying hard not to scan her eyes over my shirtless body.

She sighed and looked out the window at the front gates. There were still countless people pouring into the park. I suddenly wondered what my chances of running into her were. "I'm here because my boyfriend is being questioned."

"Oh, great." I rolled my eyes and looked down at my lap, snapping back to the stupid reality I found myself in. "What the hell did he do."

"Nothing." She sighed. "That's exactly why I asked if you were trying to ruin my day. We're here because of you."

I laughed a little too loud, causing the security guard in the opposite corner of the room to clear his throat. "Me?!" I hissed.

"Yeah, you!" She said as she stood up. She ran her hand through her beautiful black hair and sighed. She began to walk in my direction. "We wouldn't be here if security didn't bring us here to question us about you. They think we were with you, when in reality I have no idea who the fuck you are." She began to storm toward the exit doors.

"Wait!" I quickly stood and grabbed her by the arm. "Look, I'm sorry. I can understand why you're upset, I don't want you to feel like I've ruined your day." I said with the upmost sincerity in my voice.

She stood there and looked deep into my eyes, studying every part of my face. The corners of her perfectly pink lips curled up slightly into a smile, but she hid it quickly. "What's your name?"

"Frank." I smiled, releasing the grip I didn't know I still had on her arm. She blushed a little and touched the spot on her arm I was holding. I shuffled my feet a bit and rubbed the side of my stiff neck. "What's yours?"

She opened her mouth to speak, but was suddenly cut off by the sound of slamming doors.

"You know what, fuck this!" The guy I kicked out of his roller coaster seat appeared. He stormed through the heavy doors and ran through the room. "Fuck these so called security guards, I'm leaving."

"But babe!" She screamed and began to rush after him.

The big guard that had been chasing me all day appeared through the doors her boyfriend just stormed through. "YOU." He roared. "Come with me. And would you put that damn shirt on."

I tossed my shirt on quickly before he reached me. He took my arm and started to drag me through the doors. I struggled a bit, forcing my body weight down to the floor as heavy as I could. I was trying to buy time. Because the couple that just rushed through the front doors were now storming toward the front gates. I sighed and relaxed my body, realizing she was leaving the park. The security guard loosened his grip on me and lead me down a bright hall.

He took me into an office room and threw me down in the wide chair that sat in front of his desk. "I would appreciate it if you would stop fuckin' throwin' me around." I winced in pain as I slumped down in the chair.

"Don't curse at me kid." He said as he stood behind his desk, placing both his hands on the stained wood. "What are you doing causing all this ruckus in my park."

"I don't fully understand what you mean, sir." I stated with a devilish grin. "As far as I'm concerned you were the one that started all this commotion."

He shuffled a bit behind his desk and crossed his arms tightly. He could sense I was being a sarcastic asshole. He was losing his patience. "Who are you here with?" He said in a surprising calm manner.

"Myself." I muttered, obviously annoyed. The guard sat in his chair and began looking at his computer screen. The room was silent other than a few click on the keyboard as I peered out the window. I watched a few people walk by, some I recognized from school and others I didn't. I tapped my fingers on the arm rests of the chair and abruptly stopped when I noticed her.

She was standing by the inside gate, looking around quickly with her phone pressed against her ear. She was alone and looking for someone. I quickly straightened up, realizing I had to get out of here soon to catch up with her.

"Look, security guy." I said, not sure what to call him. He shot me a glare from his computer screen, but then gave me his full attention. "I apologize for being a little shit. It's just that I'm on my senior trip, and I don't want anything to go wrong." I swallowed roughly, embarrassed at the words coming from my mouth. I'm Frank Iero. Frank Iero doesn't give into authority so easily.

I chewed on my bottom lip ring anxiously. I peered out the window once more. She disappeared from sight. I quickly shifted in my seat, trying to get a better look of the front gates.

"You know, you remind me a lot of my son. A little rebel." The guard said as he stood with a sigh. He adjusted his belt under his large stomach and walked over to the window I was staring through. He blocked my view and I was forced to focus on him. "The only reason I'm not throwing your ass out of my park today is because I know your only ride home is the damn school bus. If you happen to mess up in my park again, you will spend the rest of your day in this room with me." He said sternly. I nodded my head silently, thanking god he was letting me off easy. "So go on. I hope I don't see you again today." He shooed me out of his room.

I stood up and exited the room calmly. Once I heard the door behind me shut, I ran out of that building as fast as I could. I had to catch up with the guys. I had to find her.

Gerard's P.O.V

"Should we stay here and-and uh, wait for Frank?" Mikey slurred as we watched the security guard whisk him away. He was obviously drunk.

"Nah lightweight," I shook my head. "He'll catch up with us again. We have time to ride another coaster."

Ray shrugged in agreement as we headed toward the next ride. The park had a lot more people roaming around now that it was nearing noon. And the sun was hotter than the depths of hell itself.

"Frank better not get kicked out of this park by being an asshole." Ray said as he wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand.

We continued walking down the crowded path that was littered with various food and dessert carts. The smell of cotton candy and popcorn filled the air. I took in a deep breath, absorbing the sweet scent of the park. "I think I need food." Mikey groaned. "I-I don't feel too good."

"Jesus Mikey." I swore. "You can't hold your liquor worth shit."

"Don't boast about how much you drink Gerard." Ray laughed. "That shit is unhealthy."

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes. "There's a French fry stand up here. We'll stop and grab some so your stomach can settle." The last thing I wanted to do was take care of my baby brother on my senior field trip.

The line for food seemed longer than any other line in the park. The sun was unbearably beating down on my pale skin and I was losing my patience. After 10 minutes of waiting in line, I was finally next up to order.

"I-I think I'm gonna-" Mikey put his hand over his mouth and rushed toward the bushes.

"Oh god, Mikey." Ray groaned as he shielded his eyes with his arm. My little brother was bent over the bushes puking his guts out. "No more drinks for him." He said as he jogged over to assist Mikey.

"Next!" A young lady from the food cart called out. I hurried and made my way over to her.

"Uh yeah, can I get uh-" I began as I studied the menu. "A large fry and three waters please." I ordered and looked over toward the bushes. Mikey was now sitting on the curb with his face in his hands. Ray was patting his back softly. I laughed as the girl returned with my order.

I handed her a bill quickly and stepped away, perfectly balancing each bottle of water in my arm and fries in my hands. "Oooh!" I hummed as I passed the condiments table. "Cheese!"

I sat the bottles of water down on the table and began pumping a heavy amount of cheese on the fries. "Oh, god." I heard Mikey groan again and the sound of vomiting met my ears.

"C'mon, Mikey." I sighed to myself as I picked up the basket of fries and water. I turned around quickly and-

"Ah!" A high pitched shriek pierced my ears. My body collided into a short girl. Hot nacho cheese burned my skin beneath my shirt and each bottle of water fell to the ground. I took a step back and the fries pinned between our bodies ended up on the pavement.

"Fuck, are you alright?" I breathed, taking in what just happened.

"You can't be serious." She spoke, obviously agitated.

"I'm so sorry." I said as I wiped some cheese off my shirt with my bare hands. "Here, let me help." I reached for the girls shirt. Hers was drenched in the thick yellow substance.

"Just-don't even try." She sighed as she looked down at her shirt. She pulled her long black hair away from her chest, disgusted at the sticky cheese coating her pretty hair. "I didn't think my day could get any worse. My boyfriend left me. I was stuck in the security office being questioned." She started complaining as she wiped her shirt, smearing the mess everywhere.

"Questioned?" She peeked my interest. The sounds of Mikey puking either stopped or I drained them out as I heard her speak.

"Yeah, questioned about some kid in the park." She shook her head of the thoughts. "I gotta go get cleaned up." She turned away but I quickly stopped her.

"Wait! You-"

"Don't worry about it. It was an accident." She cut me off.

"No-" I grabbed her arm as she tried to walk away again. "You said you were being questioned?"

"Yeah?" She turned back to me with a confused look on her face.

"Was the kids name Frank?" I questioned as I let go of her arm. I had her full attention now.

"Yes." She smiled. "How do you know him?"

"He's my best friend."

Notes

This story is so fucking fun to write.