Emma's POV
Frank Iero and I have been friends since middle school. We stuck by each other's side and didnt give a fuck about how others thought about us. Later in high school around the beginning of freshman year my dad got a promotion for a job in Chicago. Of coarse we moved... Leaving my one and only friend. Yeah we emailed each other till we started to get busy with our lives. I finished college about a year and a half ago. Last I heard from Frank is that he's in a famous band! I listen to them and they're pretty cool. I now own a coffee/music shop it's been alright business in there.

Another work day. I unlock the door to the shop. I open the door slowly. The creeking of the old wooden door added a creepy effect. I sigh breathing in the coffee and cigarette smells that creep through the shop. 'Time to open up' I think to myself. I scamper over to the coffee makers and fire everything up. Last I flip the closed sign to open. I dock my iPod and scroll through my playlist. I laugh a little when I see the song 'this song is a curse by frank iero'. I click on the song and it plays softly in the shop. After a few hours of customers ordering coffee and such and there is no customers in the shop I take a break. I sit myself onto the soft couch that I have behind the counter (for my lazy ass reasons) and flip through an issue of Alternitive Press mag. I hear footsteps walking in the shop. I just wait till he/she calls for my help. I continue to read on.
"Man My Chem is awesome." I glance at the cover an I see a picture of them on there.

"Yeah...they're fucking awesome," I respond.the first thing I think of is frank. I swallow my sadness and smile.

"Frank is my favorite, he is so hot and talented," is this peasant going to buy something or what?! I mean I'm trying to read here and this motherfucker is over here and-

"F-F-Frank?" I croak. I look up to see Frank there grinning.

"Yeah?" He says casually. I jump over the counter and squeeze him tightly. He strokes my hair softly. I feel some tears shedding. He picks up my head so I can look into his eyes. "Don't cry sugar," he murmurs.

"I-it's just that I haven't seen you in years," I choke up. I see his eyes getting red as if he is going to cry too. We stand there hugging each other for about a minute. "We have some catching up to do darling!" He says enthusiastically.

"Okay let me close up shop," I say. I snatch the keys. "We could hang out here if ya want," he suggests. I nod and switch the sign to closed. I walk to the couch behind the counter. I pat a space next to me so he can sit there. He nods and sits. "So how have you been,"

"well graduated, opened up a shop and yeah that's it. You on the other hand. So what's it like to be famous," I say in a sing song voice and poke him in the rib.

"It's alright. I mean nothing special," he shrugs.

"aw come on!! You aren't married to some crazed fan girl or.."

"Nah not married. "

"Do you have a crush on someone?!" I ask. Come on he's bound to have a girlfriend! He's hot... Just sayin.

"Well I do have someone in mind.." He trails off staring at his hands. He begins to play with a loose string on my sleeve to my hoodie.

"Who?" I whisper and give him a weak smile.

"um you know her..."

"I don't know many people Mr.Iero and you know that," I scold a little.

"you see her everyday," now I'm just plain confused. I think back maybe a regular customer... or a girl we went to school together with...

"You sure? What does she look like?" I ask.

"She's beautiful.," he says and his eyes start to glimmer.

"Frank come on just tell me or-" my phone begins to ring. I give Frank a confused look and swipe out my phone. "Hello?'' Frank gets up and explores the shop. It's my dad. "Oh hey dad," we continue to have conversation, my dad and I, about pointless shit like "how are you" and "how is the shop". Yeah I know a dad is suppose to be that way but Frank is a tad bit more important right now. We say our goodbyes and hang up.

"So Frank, how did you find me?" I ask.

"I do my research," he says with a wink. I giggle. His body gets a little tensed up. "So I have something to ask you,"

"Shoot," I nod.

"So um the band and I are about to tour...and uh I was wondering.." he turns his face and rubs his neck. "You know I was wondering if you wanted to tag along or something. The guys are cool with it..." There is a long pause. His face grows with fear. I get up and stand in front of him. But I'm not sure if I can I mean... I own a shop who will take care of it and- oh fuck it.

"Yes," I give Frank a long hug. His eyes soften and hugs back slowly and softly.