The only way I'll really smile is if you cut me ear to ear.
Chapter twenty one
Charlotte's P.O.V
My eyes opened to the curtains being opened. It was raining outside. I smiled, I love rainy days. I smelt coffee and instantly sat up. I got a head rush and held my head. "Good morning" Gerard smiled, A cup of steaming coffee in his hand. "Here you go" He handed it to me and I smiled. "Thank you" I croaked. I took a mouthful and my eyes widened. HOT! HOT! I swallowed it and fanned my tongue. "Ouch!" I put the coffee down. Great, now my tongue feels weird. "I was going to warn you about that" Gerard scrunched up his face. "It's fine" my tongue felt numb and I sounded weird. Gerard giggled and I walked towards the window. "So, what are we doing today?" I asked him while I checked my phone. "Huh. Funny! Frank hasn't..." I stopped mid-sentence. I stared at my phone, the picture of Frank and I on stage was burning into my head. The memories from last night flashed back. "What have I done?" I whispered. I dropped my phone and stared at my hands. I can't believe I lost my best friend. The door to the hotel opened and someone shouting with joy walked in. "GOOD MORNING LOVE BIRDS!! HOW IS- oh. What's going on here?" Mikey came into the room. I didn't look away from my hands. I was too afraid that I'd fall apart if I did.
Gerard sighed and walked towards me. "Charlie" He put his hand on my shoulder and I flinched. "What happened?" Mike stood on the other side of me. He bent down and picked up my phone. "Frank" I felt my heart tear in two. "Frank? What did he do?" Mikey stood in front of me, bending down to see my face. I closed my eyes and felt my heart fall to my feet. "Hey guys! You wouldn't happen to know where Frank is?" Ray came into the room just as I stumbled away from the window. "Hey... What's wrong sweetie?" Ray grabbed my shoulders and looked down at my face. "F-Frank. I-I don't kn-know what to do" I covered my face with my hands and cried my heart out. Ray wrapped his arms around me and muttered something before kissing the top of my head.
***
Back on the bus. The rain had stopped an hour ago. We're trying to call Frank, he hasn't picked up. I had a glass of bourbon in one hand and a cigarette in the other. I was wearing Frank's loose misfits jumper, he gave it to me one day when I was cold and told me to keep it. My black skinny jeans were torn and my combat boots were muddy. My hair was kept in a messy bun and my nails were painted blood red. I took a long drag on my cigarette before taking a sip of my drink. The burning feeling was amazing.
I had been crying for the whole day, Ray tried to make me smile but nothing worked. I just stared, unemotional, like a statue, out the window. I closed my eyes and listened to the radio that was playing 'Imagine dragons'. The song made me think of the apocalypse. Apocalypse. Such a weird word. Angels and demons, Heaven against Hell. I took another mouthful of bourbon, closing my eyes and savoring the taste.
I wasn't much of a drinker. If I was with friends and they were getting as drunk as a skunk, then I would too. No questions asked. Frank and I had this sought of tradition. We'd go to the bar and drink our hearts out, then we'd stumble home while singing and laughing to the moon. I missed those days. There was whispering coming from the kitchen but I drowned it out with the sound of the radio. I took another drag of the white stick and flicked it outside. I opened my eyes and lifted the cold glass to my lips. Taking another mouthful and finishing the glass of bourbon. I placed the glass on the table and silently stared out the window.
"Frank still isn't answering" Gerard muttered. "Where the hell could he be?" Mikey was extremely frustrated. I kept my eyes on the trees outside while they whispered about Frank. "Guys. We have a show to do. If Frank isn't here..." Ray drifted off. "We'll have to cancel the show" Gerard sighed and wiped his forehead. Mikey kicked the couch and frustratedly groaned. "This fucking sucks. How could he do this?" Mikey groaned. I watched from a distance, keeping my head up high, my face remained emotionless. "I'll do it" I finally spoke. Their heads shot up. "Do what?" Ray asked. "I'll replace Frank for the day. No doubt, he won't come back until tonight" I looked out the window as I spoke. A girl and boy were holding hands while skipping, the girl pushed the boy into a bunch of bushes and giggled while running away. I smirked. "Are you sure you want to do that though? I mean... do you know the songs?" Mikey walked over to me. "Yeah. Frank taught me them" I sighed. "You'll have to do backing vocals as well" Ray smiled. "That's fine with me" I looked at my feet and walked to my bunk. I should brush my hair or something, get changed. It gets pretty hot on stage.
(A/N: Check below for her outfit, one for that day and one for the concert)
***
I was dressed and ready. "Done" I sighed as I stepped into the living area. "Awesome" Mikey smirked and looked at my outfit. "We're kind of matching" He laughed. He was basically wearing the same thing as me. "Hold on! BEANIE!" He ran to his bunk and came back with a black beanie. "Here you are. Once that is on, we're twins" He smiled and I slipped the beanie on. It read 'Misfit' on it. "TWIN POWER!" He shouted and opened the bus door, grabbing my hand and running outside with me. I stumbled behind him. "Hold on! Wait for us!" Gerard shouted as he and Ray sprinted to us. "Mikey! RUN!" I squealed. We tightened our grip on each others hands and ran to the stage.
We made it there before them and high fived. I laughed and Mikey grinned. "Okay! So! It's going to get stinking hot on stage. Just throw your shit on the side of the stage, you know, Jacket and whatever. Uh- Dead mic! We usually use the dead mic for important issues but mostly just to comment on cool stunts and shit. Um... Remember that the fans will be going crazy, also, Introduce yourself. Gerard will say that you're filling in for Frank. Most people already know you so I think that won't be too major..." Mikey was filling me in on the rules and things I must do on stage. "Alright! Got it!" I put the thumbs up. "Here is where the guitars are. Choose whichever you like, besides those ones... they're Ray's" Mikey smiled. "I like this one..." I pointed to an ebony Gibson SG. "Nice choice. Uh- Here is the equipment..." Mikey picked up the pedals and tuners. "Mikey. I know how to do this. Frank taught me every song..." I smiled and Mike sighed. "Thank god" He readjusted his beanie and checked the time. "Set up time!" He cheered and I picked up the guitar.
***
I helped set up the stage. It was turning into night, fans waited patiently for us to get ready. I was quite surprised. If I was them, I'd be watching another band right now, not watching one band set up. "Ready?" Ray asked. "Hell yeah" I smirked. We ran onto the stage, Mikey stopped and stood in his position, Ray and I ran to the other side of the stage. I was holding onto the beautiful guitar in my hands. "Hey guys! My name is Gerard and this is My chemical romance..." Gerard spoke into his microphone. The crowd jumped up and down and roared. "Woohoo! Heh. So... you might notice that someone has gone a miss. Our beloved Frank has gone somewhere unknown. But! No need to fear! Because our beautiful Charlotte is here" Gerard walked over to me, pointing at my face. I grinned and waved. "Hey! Uh- The name is... well Charlotte. You guys can call me Charlie. So... Yeah!" I said into my microphone. I was surprised when people screamed my name out and whistled. "Well that's cool. Thanks" I smiled.
"Alright! Let's get this show started! Ladies, let me hear you scream! Gentlemen, dance like a bunch of fools. Tonight... This is how I disappear!" Gerard shouted into the microphone while walking around. That was my cue. The drums started and I played. Ray raised his eyebrows at me while I played the guitar perfectly.
***
I found myself loosening up, I was jumping around and standing on the edge of the stage. I did a pretty cool kick and spin. We just finished playing Famous last words when Gerard took a breather. He bent down and picked up a water bottle. I slipped my jacket off and threw it onto the side of the stage. Leaving me in my black T-shirt. I messed up my slightly curled hair and put Mike's beanie back on. "Here" Ray passed me a hand towel. "Thanks man" I smiled as I grabbed it and wiped my Face, Neck and Chest. I made sure not to wipe my black lipstick or eye make up. "Well. Who's had a good time so far?" Gerard said. Everyone shouted out to him. "I said... WHO HAS HAD A GOOD TIME SO FAR!?" He belted out loud while walking closer to the edge. The place roared.
Gerard looked at me and mischievously smiled. "Has anyone seen me with black lipstick on?" He asked. I frowned, what type of- oh. The audience seemed to be confused and said 'No'. "Let's see how I'll look then" He grinned and took big steps to me. He dropped the microphone and pulled my face to his. He aggressively kissed my lips. My body shivered and a fluttery feeling went around my stomach. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he pulled me closer towards him. His lips were warm, this time he bit my lip, making me moan a little. Ray laughed and the audience screamed out "CHARARD" over and over again. He leaned his forehead against mine and took deep breaths. "I love you" He whispered before walking away. I blushed and touched my mouth.
In fact, Gerard looked pretty good with black lipstick on. I giggled and wiped the black lipstick off my lips with the hand towel. Luckily the towel was black. "Gerard! Come here" I walked over to him. "Why?" He asked into the microphone. "Because. I need to reapply" I winked, this time taking control. I grabbed the front of his jeans with one hand, pulling his hips closer to mine as I tangled my other hand in his messy damp hair. I placed my lips on his roughly. He gasped in surprise, making me smile. Again, the crowd erupted in cheers and whistles. We stood there for a few more seconds before I pushed him away, walking backwards and away from him. "I love you" I mouthed while smirking. He was wide eyed, he turned to the crowd and fanned himself. Everyone laughed and I grinned.
***
The last song we played was 'It's not a fashion statement, it's a fucking death wish'. I played my heart out. Jumping up and down on the spot. Ray wiggled his hips, causing me to laugh. I moved around and stood beside Mikey. We danced around in circles and nearly tripped over each other. Doing the backing vocals was fun as well. I got to do little screams in the songs.
We finished up, Ray and I fighting over the last guitar sound. Gerard chuckled and Mikey shook his head. "You're not going to win Toro" I smiled into the microphone. "Just watch me Holmes" He winked. I gave up after a while. "HELL YEAH! GUITAR MASTER SINCE 2001!" He bowed. "Whatever you say..." I mumbled, picking up my jacket and throwing it over my shoulder. "Remember to smile and have a fan-fucking-tastic time tonight. Watch out for Dracula and shit. Bye" Gerard skipped off the stage and left us behind. "In other words. Like English words. Good night" Ray chuckled into the microphone. Everyone squealed and waved good bye. "Let's go!" I jumped off to the side of the stage and put the Gibson guitar in it's holder. I grabbed a water bottle and sprayed myself in the face with it. I felt sweaty and disgusting. I was still exhilarated from the show though.
"Damn! Charlie! You were killing it out there" Ray Marveled. Ray patted me on the back and reached for a drink bottle. "Kick ass job out there baby girl" Mikey hugged me, swaying us back and forth. Awe! I grinned. I felt ecstatic. He let me go and picked up a bottle. Where did Gerard go? My phone vibrated and I slipped it out of my pocket. It was... Frank?
I fumbled a little before answering it.
"Frank!" I exclaimed.
"Hey Charlie... Uh- where are you guys?" He sniffled a little over the phone, his voice sounded tired and lazy.
"Well, we just got a show finished. Where are you?" I inquired.
"Well- I uh. I'm at the hotel. Who filled in for me?" He asked.
"I did" I chimed.
"Oh. Well... tell Ray and Michael that I got another room" And with that, he hung up.
Don't let this bring you down Charlotte. I shook my head and put my phone back into my back jean pocket. He got another room? He called Mikey, Michael? I hope he isn't angry with all of us. 'Remember Charlotte, he doesn't care about you anymore, you shouldn't care about him either' My brain told me.
"Charlie! Come here" Gerard's voice came from the room in front of me. His face was poking out of the door. "Why?" I groaned. He pushed the door back and walked further into the dressing room. I sighed and stumbled into the room. "Close the door behind you" He said softly. I closed the door behind me and stepped over to Gerard. "What do you-" I requested before being cut off. "Just kiss me" He purred while pushing me against a wall. He attached our lips together. I smiled and giggled. He roughly grabbed my waist, lifting me up. I wrapped my legs around his hips. He licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I parted my lips and we began to passionately make out. I pulled on his hair gently, tightening my legs around him. He grinned and I moved back a little, looking at his cute face. I kissed his nose and he scrunched his face up. I placed my hands on both sides of his face. "I really do love you Charlie" He whispered. "I know" I smirked.
I went in for another kiss, he went gentle this time. Taking it slow, savoring it. We could keep the cat and mouse game or call it a truce and just get together. I blushed at the thought of us two together. I have never felt so giddy and loved like this before.
(HINT HINT! ;) Should they keep up the cat and mouse game or just get together already. Frank P.O.V Coming soon. If you want them to come together, it won't be until Frank and Charlotte have a talk)
My eyes opened to the curtains being opened. It was raining outside. I smiled, I love rainy days. I smelt coffee and instantly sat up. I got a head rush and held my head. "Good morning" Gerard smiled, A cup of steaming coffee in his hand. "Here you go" He handed it to me and I smiled. "Thank you" I croaked. I took a mouthful and my eyes widened. HOT! HOT! I swallowed it and fanned my tongue. "Ouch!" I put the coffee down. Great, now my tongue feels weird. "I was going to warn you about that" Gerard scrunched up his face. "It's fine" my tongue felt numb and I sounded weird. Gerard giggled and I walked towards the window. "So, what are we doing today?" I asked him while I checked my phone. "Huh. Funny! Frank hasn't..." I stopped mid-sentence. I stared at my phone, the picture of Frank and I on stage was burning into my head. The memories from last night flashed back. "What have I done?" I whispered. I dropped my phone and stared at my hands. I can't believe I lost my best friend. The door to the hotel opened and someone shouting with joy walked in. "GOOD MORNING LOVE BIRDS!! HOW IS- oh. What's going on here?" Mikey came into the room. I didn't look away from my hands. I was too afraid that I'd fall apart if I did.
Gerard sighed and walked towards me. "Charlie" He put his hand on my shoulder and I flinched. "What happened?" Mike stood on the other side of me. He bent down and picked up my phone. "Frank" I felt my heart tear in two. "Frank? What did he do?" Mikey stood in front of me, bending down to see my face. I closed my eyes and felt my heart fall to my feet. "Hey guys! You wouldn't happen to know where Frank is?" Ray came into the room just as I stumbled away from the window. "Hey... What's wrong sweetie?" Ray grabbed my shoulders and looked down at my face. "F-Frank. I-I don't kn-know what to do" I covered my face with my hands and cried my heart out. Ray wrapped his arms around me and muttered something before kissing the top of my head.
***
Back on the bus. The rain had stopped an hour ago. We're trying to call Frank, he hasn't picked up. I had a glass of bourbon in one hand and a cigarette in the other. I was wearing Frank's loose misfits jumper, he gave it to me one day when I was cold and told me to keep it. My black skinny jeans were torn and my combat boots were muddy. My hair was kept in a messy bun and my nails were painted blood red. I took a long drag on my cigarette before taking a sip of my drink. The burning feeling was amazing.
I had been crying for the whole day, Ray tried to make me smile but nothing worked. I just stared, unemotional, like a statue, out the window. I closed my eyes and listened to the radio that was playing 'Imagine dragons'. The song made me think of the apocalypse. Apocalypse. Such a weird word. Angels and demons, Heaven against Hell. I took another mouthful of bourbon, closing my eyes and savoring the taste.
I wasn't much of a drinker. If I was with friends and they were getting as drunk as a skunk, then I would too. No questions asked. Frank and I had this sought of tradition. We'd go to the bar and drink our hearts out, then we'd stumble home while singing and laughing to the moon. I missed those days. There was whispering coming from the kitchen but I drowned it out with the sound of the radio. I took another drag of the white stick and flicked it outside. I opened my eyes and lifted the cold glass to my lips. Taking another mouthful and finishing the glass of bourbon. I placed the glass on the table and silently stared out the window.
"Frank still isn't answering" Gerard muttered. "Where the hell could he be?" Mikey was extremely frustrated. I kept my eyes on the trees outside while they whispered about Frank. "Guys. We have a show to do. If Frank isn't here..." Ray drifted off. "We'll have to cancel the show" Gerard sighed and wiped his forehead. Mikey kicked the couch and frustratedly groaned. "This fucking sucks. How could he do this?" Mikey groaned. I watched from a distance, keeping my head up high, my face remained emotionless. "I'll do it" I finally spoke. Their heads shot up. "Do what?" Ray asked. "I'll replace Frank for the day. No doubt, he won't come back until tonight" I looked out the window as I spoke. A girl and boy were holding hands while skipping, the girl pushed the boy into a bunch of bushes and giggled while running away. I smirked. "Are you sure you want to do that though? I mean... do you know the songs?" Mikey walked over to me. "Yeah. Frank taught me them" I sighed. "You'll have to do backing vocals as well" Ray smiled. "That's fine with me" I looked at my feet and walked to my bunk. I should brush my hair or something, get changed. It gets pretty hot on stage.
(A/N: Check below for her outfit, one for that day and one for the concert)
***
I was dressed and ready. "Done" I sighed as I stepped into the living area. "Awesome" Mikey smirked and looked at my outfit. "We're kind of matching" He laughed. He was basically wearing the same thing as me. "Hold on! BEANIE!" He ran to his bunk and came back with a black beanie. "Here you are. Once that is on, we're twins" He smiled and I slipped the beanie on. It read 'Misfit' on it. "TWIN POWER!" He shouted and opened the bus door, grabbing my hand and running outside with me. I stumbled behind him. "Hold on! Wait for us!" Gerard shouted as he and Ray sprinted to us. "Mikey! RUN!" I squealed. We tightened our grip on each others hands and ran to the stage.
We made it there before them and high fived. I laughed and Mikey grinned. "Okay! So! It's going to get stinking hot on stage. Just throw your shit on the side of the stage, you know, Jacket and whatever. Uh- Dead mic! We usually use the dead mic for important issues but mostly just to comment on cool stunts and shit. Um... Remember that the fans will be going crazy, also, Introduce yourself. Gerard will say that you're filling in for Frank. Most people already know you so I think that won't be too major..." Mikey was filling me in on the rules and things I must do on stage. "Alright! Got it!" I put the thumbs up. "Here is where the guitars are. Choose whichever you like, besides those ones... they're Ray's" Mikey smiled. "I like this one..." I pointed to an ebony Gibson SG. "Nice choice. Uh- Here is the equipment..." Mikey picked up the pedals and tuners. "Mikey. I know how to do this. Frank taught me every song..." I smiled and Mike sighed. "Thank god" He readjusted his beanie and checked the time. "Set up time!" He cheered and I picked up the guitar.
***
I helped set up the stage. It was turning into night, fans waited patiently for us to get ready. I was quite surprised. If I was them, I'd be watching another band right now, not watching one band set up. "Ready?" Ray asked. "Hell yeah" I smirked. We ran onto the stage, Mikey stopped and stood in his position, Ray and I ran to the other side of the stage. I was holding onto the beautiful guitar in my hands. "Hey guys! My name is Gerard and this is My chemical romance..." Gerard spoke into his microphone. The crowd jumped up and down and roared. "Woohoo! Heh. So... you might notice that someone has gone a miss. Our beloved Frank has gone somewhere unknown. But! No need to fear! Because our beautiful Charlotte is here" Gerard walked over to me, pointing at my face. I grinned and waved. "Hey! Uh- The name is... well Charlotte. You guys can call me Charlie. So... Yeah!" I said into my microphone. I was surprised when people screamed my name out and whistled. "Well that's cool. Thanks" I smiled.
"Alright! Let's get this show started! Ladies, let me hear you scream! Gentlemen, dance like a bunch of fools. Tonight... This is how I disappear!" Gerard shouted into the microphone while walking around. That was my cue. The drums started and I played. Ray raised his eyebrows at me while I played the guitar perfectly.
***
I found myself loosening up, I was jumping around and standing on the edge of the stage. I did a pretty cool kick and spin. We just finished playing Famous last words when Gerard took a breather. He bent down and picked up a water bottle. I slipped my jacket off and threw it onto the side of the stage. Leaving me in my black T-shirt. I messed up my slightly curled hair and put Mike's beanie back on. "Here" Ray passed me a hand towel. "Thanks man" I smiled as I grabbed it and wiped my Face, Neck and Chest. I made sure not to wipe my black lipstick or eye make up. "Well. Who's had a good time so far?" Gerard said. Everyone shouted out to him. "I said... WHO HAS HAD A GOOD TIME SO FAR!?" He belted out loud while walking closer to the edge. The place roared.
Gerard looked at me and mischievously smiled. "Has anyone seen me with black lipstick on?" He asked. I frowned, what type of- oh. The audience seemed to be confused and said 'No'. "Let's see how I'll look then" He grinned and took big steps to me. He dropped the microphone and pulled my face to his. He aggressively kissed my lips. My body shivered and a fluttery feeling went around my stomach. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he pulled me closer towards him. His lips were warm, this time he bit my lip, making me moan a little. Ray laughed and the audience screamed out "CHARARD" over and over again. He leaned his forehead against mine and took deep breaths. "I love you" He whispered before walking away. I blushed and touched my mouth.
In fact, Gerard looked pretty good with black lipstick on. I giggled and wiped the black lipstick off my lips with the hand towel. Luckily the towel was black. "Gerard! Come here" I walked over to him. "Why?" He asked into the microphone. "Because. I need to reapply" I winked, this time taking control. I grabbed the front of his jeans with one hand, pulling his hips closer to mine as I tangled my other hand in his messy damp hair. I placed my lips on his roughly. He gasped in surprise, making me smile. Again, the crowd erupted in cheers and whistles. We stood there for a few more seconds before I pushed him away, walking backwards and away from him. "I love you" I mouthed while smirking. He was wide eyed, he turned to the crowd and fanned himself. Everyone laughed and I grinned.
***
The last song we played was 'It's not a fashion statement, it's a fucking death wish'. I played my heart out. Jumping up and down on the spot. Ray wiggled his hips, causing me to laugh. I moved around and stood beside Mikey. We danced around in circles and nearly tripped over each other. Doing the backing vocals was fun as well. I got to do little screams in the songs.
We finished up, Ray and I fighting over the last guitar sound. Gerard chuckled and Mikey shook his head. "You're not going to win Toro" I smiled into the microphone. "Just watch me Holmes" He winked. I gave up after a while. "HELL YEAH! GUITAR MASTER SINCE 2001!" He bowed. "Whatever you say..." I mumbled, picking up my jacket and throwing it over my shoulder. "Remember to smile and have a fan-fucking-tastic time tonight. Watch out for Dracula and shit. Bye" Gerard skipped off the stage and left us behind. "In other words. Like English words. Good night" Ray chuckled into the microphone. Everyone squealed and waved good bye. "Let's go!" I jumped off to the side of the stage and put the Gibson guitar in it's holder. I grabbed a water bottle and sprayed myself in the face with it. I felt sweaty and disgusting. I was still exhilarated from the show though.
"Damn! Charlie! You were killing it out there" Ray Marveled. Ray patted me on the back and reached for a drink bottle. "Kick ass job out there baby girl" Mikey hugged me, swaying us back and forth. Awe! I grinned. I felt ecstatic. He let me go and picked up a bottle. Where did Gerard go? My phone vibrated and I slipped it out of my pocket. It was... Frank?
I fumbled a little before answering it.
"Frank!" I exclaimed.
"Hey Charlie... Uh- where are you guys?" He sniffled a little over the phone, his voice sounded tired and lazy.
"Well, we just got a show finished. Where are you?" I inquired.
"Well- I uh. I'm at the hotel. Who filled in for me?" He asked.
"I did" I chimed.
"Oh. Well... tell Ray and Michael that I got another room" And with that, he hung up.
Don't let this bring you down Charlotte. I shook my head and put my phone back into my back jean pocket. He got another room? He called Mikey, Michael? I hope he isn't angry with all of us. 'Remember Charlotte, he doesn't care about you anymore, you shouldn't care about him either' My brain told me.
"Charlie! Come here" Gerard's voice came from the room in front of me. His face was poking out of the door. "Why?" I groaned. He pushed the door back and walked further into the dressing room. I sighed and stumbled into the room. "Close the door behind you" He said softly. I closed the door behind me and stepped over to Gerard. "What do you-" I requested before being cut off. "Just kiss me" He purred while pushing me against a wall. He attached our lips together. I smiled and giggled. He roughly grabbed my waist, lifting me up. I wrapped my legs around his hips. He licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I parted my lips and we began to passionately make out. I pulled on his hair gently, tightening my legs around him. He grinned and I moved back a little, looking at his cute face. I kissed his nose and he scrunched his face up. I placed my hands on both sides of his face. "I really do love you Charlie" He whispered. "I know" I smirked.
I went in for another kiss, he went gentle this time. Taking it slow, savoring it. We could keep the cat and mouse game or call it a truce and just get together. I blushed at the thought of us two together. I have never felt so giddy and loved like this before.
(HINT HINT! ;) Should they keep up the cat and mouse game or just get together already. Frank P.O.V Coming soon. If you want them to come together, it won't be until Frank and Charlotte have a talk)
Notes
Hey,Hope you liked this chapter. Frank shall be back next chapter.
My brother is coming down for the weekend so I might not get around to writing a new chapter.
Be patient my loves!
Here are the outfits:
Charlotte on the bus :)
Charlotte on stage :)
Bye! :) xx
dude omg i miss this story so much and i hope youre okay ;-;
12/22/14