Love Will Overtake Us Both

I stared up in awe as we approached the large house, the breath leaving my lungs in astonishment. “Woah! This place is amazing!”
“Wait ‘til you see the inside” Frankie murmured in my ear, his breath touching my cheek as he stepped back, a smile on his face..
Wow, he is so gorgeous, the blush crept up my face as my mind filled with thoughts of him.
“Are you ok? Leila? Leila?” Gerard said rather loudly, scaring me out of my daze when he had his hands on my shoulders and shook me.
“Huh? Oh shit, sorry, I’m good, just dazed out for a sec.”
“Come on, lets show you around” Mikey said as he pulled his keys out of his pants and unlocked the door, inviting me in with the boys in tow. Mikey went straight into the kitchen and turned on the kettle. “Anyone up for coffee?”
“Sure!” Frankie, Ray and Gerard said in unison from the couch.
“Ummm… Okay” I answered, my voice shaking for no apparent reason as I started to feel light headed.
“How do you take it?” Mikey asked, concentration clear in his voice as he tried to remember what the boys all had in their coffees, his hands lingering over the sugar pot as he counted out the spoonfuls.
“Milk, three sugars please,” as I breathed out, not realising I had been holding my breath. I smiled when Mikey nodded, not taking his eyes off the mugs and the kettle.
“Here, sit down,” Ray said as he rushed to sit me at the table, his face pale as his eyes concentrated on my face. He was being observant, noticing all the signs of passing out that I failed to acknowledge. Ray wrapped his right arm around my shoulders; “Are you ok Leila? You look really pale and your knees turned to jelly.”
He sounds worried, I hope he’s ok. “Yeah, I’m just feeling a bit light-headed, that’s all.” I replied, my tone sounding weak and full of fatigue. “I think I’ll just drink my coffee and then sleep if that’s ok.” I muttered as my vision became blurry, the world falling around me.

Voices; so many voices filled with worry above me, one knelt down beside me, their fingers running through my hair as their hands shook, the stray strands moving away from my eyes. “Is she gonna be ok?” Someone kept repeating my name, slowly pulling me out of whatever this is.

My eyes snapped open, frightening everyone that surrounded me. Shit! Is this a dream? “Ouch, my head.” I groaned.“What happened?”
“You passed out babe,” Gerard said as he pressed his lips to my forehead.
“Must have been from all that running you did,” Frank joked, kneeling down beside Gerard, running his hand down my cheek. Frank moved it away suddenly when he saw the shudders travelling down my arms.
"Ahh! My nose," I said, gingerly touching it and hissing when I remembered it was possibly broken. "Guys, I think my nose is broken,"
“Just get her upstairs guys. You can deal with her nose there,” Ray addressed Gerard and Frank, guessing correctly that they were who I would feel more comfortable with.
They both went to pick me up when Mikey interrupted. “Frank you carry her; Gerard, you go up first and open the guest room door for Frank please?”
“Ok,” Frank replied as he picked me up, cradling me against his chest with one hand under my knees; the other behind my back. “You’re fine Leila, I won’t drop you,” He whispered.
“Are you sure Frankie? Her ass is almost on the floor! Here, I’ll take her” Gerard said, arms outstretched as Frank passed me over to his firmer hold, relaxing almost instantly as he rested his chin on my head. I gazed over at Frank and saw the heartbreak on his face as Gerard carried me up the stairs, Frank dragging his feet as he followed us.

We reached the bathroom and Gerard lowered me down onto the bath, kissed my forehead and left, leaving Frank lingering in the hall just outside the room. “You can come in you know. I’m not a murderer,” I said, a soft laugh escaping my lips. He slowly walked into the room and sat on the bath next to me, wrapping his arms around my waist in a loose embrace. He grabbed a small washcloth, ran it under water, squeezed it out and pressed it gingerly to my nose to clean up the fresh blood. He walked to the cabinet, grabbed some band-aids and put them across my nose to keep it in place so it didn't hurt when I slept.
“What was in San Francisco that you ran from?” he turned me so we were face to face, mere inches apart. We walked out of the bathroom and he led me to the guest room.
We sat down on the bed, facing each other. “My parents. They were arguing and I couldn't take much more, so I left,” a lone tear slid down my face as the thoughts of my parents arguing came flooding into my mind. He leaned in closer and pressed his lips against mine. I immediately started kissing back. It feels so good; how can I pull away? A blush started creeping its way up my neck turning my face a bright crimson. I pulled away when someone appeared at the door and cleared their throat, startling me as well as Frankie. “Mikey! What are you doing standing there?!” I asked, my heart pumping out of my chest because of both of them.
“I brought your bag up for you so you could get changed,” he replied as I got up off the bed and took my bag off him.
“Thanks Mikey. I’m going to sleep soon; Just gonna change in the bathroom first," I said, walking out of the room and into the bathroom to get changed privately.

~Mikey’s POV~
I walked into the guest room towards Frank, fists clenched. “What the hell was that about?! You've only just met her and you fucking kiss her!”
“I uh…” he waited for a minute to get the right words together. “She told me why she ran,” he said quickly, sighing when he knew I’d understood what he said.
“Don’t do it again Frank Anthony Iero, I care about her and I don’t want to see her hurting anymore than she is already. So just go, I’ll say goodnight from all of us.”
Frank got up off the bed and left; I sat down on the bed when I heard his feet padding down the stairs.
“Where did Frankie go?” Leila asked, making me jump out of my skin.
“Shit, um, he went downstairs. I’m gonna leave you now so you can rest. Night,” I replied as she laid down on the bed and instantly fell asleep.

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