Let me be the one to save you.

***Frank's pov***

I woke up at about 11 AM. Yesterday evening me and Michelle had come home and Michelle had sat down at the couch while I was getting her some water. But when I wanted to give her the water she had already fallen asleep. She was probably exhausted so I carried her up the stairs, laid her down on her bed, and tucked her in.

I have decided that today I'll just tell her everything. I don't care if she doesn't feel the same way, but if I don't tell her, I'll just hurt her again when I feel jealous or something. And I don't ever want to fight with her again. If I had just acted normal yesterday then she would've just been here and nothing would've happened.

I swung my legs out of bed and stood up. I walked downstairs in my pyjama's and made myself some coffee. I didn't wake Michelle up because I know that she likes sleeping in, a lot. But after about 15 minutes she walked into the kitchen. “Good morning.” She said and yawned. I smiled at her. “Did you sleep well?” I asked her. She shook her head and sat down beside me at the dinner table. It was kind of a stupid question because I knew she didn't, because I heard her talking in her sleep again last night. “Thank you for helping me out Frank. Again.” She said. “You don't have to thank me.” I said and gave her a smile. “Where's your mother?” She asked. “She's visiting my aunt.” She nodded.

When I had finished my coffee, I went upstairs and showered. After showering I picked out some ripped jeans and a black T-shirt. After Michelle was done showering and getting ready we were hanging on the couch in the livingroom. We had decided to just watch movies all day, we were going to have a marathon with all our favourite Marvel movies.

Two hours later we had finished the first movie, Thor. I looked at Michelle who was talking to me about how hot Chris Hemsworth was. I laughed. “Yeah he definitely is hot.” I said. I hesitated for a while before I spoke up. “Michelle?” “Yeah?” “I want to show you something.” “What?” “Something.” I could just read the curiosity in her eyes and I smiled.

I ran up the stairs and she followed me into my room. I sat down at my bed and she sat down at the chair by my desk countering me. I picked up my guitar and she gave me a questioning look. “I just want to let you hear this song.” I suddenly got really nervous and I almost just put down the guitar again. I looked into Michelle's big brown eyes, and then started playing.


Where, where will you stand
When all the lights go out
Across these city streets?
Where were you when
All of the embers fell?
I still remember them
Covered in ash
Covered in glass
Covered in all my friends
I still think of the bombs they build
If there's a place that I could be
Then I'd be another memory
Can I be the only hope for you?
Because you're the only hope for me
And if we can't find where we belong
We'll have to make it on our own
Face all the pain and take it on
Because the only hope for me is you alone

How would you be
Many years after the disasters
That we've seen
What if we learned
Of all the people burning
Purifying flame
I'll say it's okay
I know you can tell
And though you can see me smile
I still think of the guns they sell

If there's a place that I could be
Then I'd be another memory
Can I be the only hope for you?
Because you're the only hope for me
And if we can't find where we belong
We'll have to make it on our own
Face all the pain and take it on
Because the only hope for me is you alone

The only hope for me
The only hope for me is you
The only hope for me is you
The only hope for me is you
The only hope for me is you
The only hope is!

If there's a place that I could be
Then I'd be another memory
Can I be the only hope for you?
Because you're the only hope for me
And if we can't find where we belong
We'll have to make it on our own
Face all the pain and take it on
Because the only hope for me is you alone
The only hope for me is you alone

Michelle had smiled throughout the whole song, which encouraged me to keep playing. When she heard the chorus, her jaw dropped and she first looked confused and then she seemed to understand it all.

I sang the last words and put my guitar down. “Ehm, yeah, Gerard sings it better.. and ehm you don't have to say anything about if if you don't want to.. I just hope you kinda-” She interrupted me. “Shut up, Frank.” She sat down next to me and placed her lips on mine. I was surprised by it and I smiled into the kiss. Her lips tasted amazing and kissing her was the best feeling in the world. She then pulled back. “I loved the song, Frankie. And I love you.” It were the best words I had ever hear someone say. “I love you too.” I whispered. "But I didn't understand the whole song though..." I laughed a little. "I wrote the chorus for you but Gerard helped me out with the rest of the song and we just kinda forgot why we were writing it."

“So what about you and Billie Joe?” I asked. “He's a good friend, but I don't feel anything for him, never did.” She blushed before continuing speaking. “Maybe it was because I had been you all the time, but I just didn't realize it.” She pulled out her phone and opened a text message. She laughed when she had finished reading it. “What is it?” I asked. “Just a text message from Billie telling me he's really sorry and that the note wasn't from him.” “So if you would've just opened that stupid text , then I wouldn't even have had to go trough all this to make it clear to you?” She smiled. “But then I wouldn't have heard your beautiful song.” She said and then kissed me again.

Notes

Chapter 12 guyssss.
So finally Frank shows Michelle that he's in loooove.

I wish I could have a Frank that writes me songs for valentine's day. :(

Feedback please? c:

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