Frank's P.O.V

5 days later.

She gloriously swung back and forth on the swing set. She bit her lip and smiled at the camera. Her dress was a pretty black with printed roses swirling around on it. Her dark hair was carelessly curled. Her lips painted a deep red. Her black, round sunglasses were covering her adorable blue eyes. The camera flashed and the photographer told her to look up. She did as she was told and leaned back, looking up into the clouds. "Perfect!" The lady shouted. The camera flashed and Charlotte held onto the chains of the swing tighter.

"Is that all you need?" She asked politely. "Not yet! Audrey! Grab the next outfit!" The blonde photographer clapped her hands together. "Gerard! One of you and Charlotte please" The blonde ordered. I stepped back and let Gerard go forward. He was dressed in a new leather jacket. Charlie bought him a new one after he complained about his last one. A black muscle shirt and black skinny jeans. His combat boots were shiny and brand new. His sunglasses were on and his now red hair was styled into a messy look. I smiled at the couple standing next to each other. Charlotte entwined her fingers with Gerard's.

A few magazines, including Alternative Press, wanted to do an interview and photo shoot of them. Flash. "Beautiful! Frank. Can I have you standing next to Charlie. Mikey, next to Gerard and Ray, next to Frank please" The blonde threw her arm out to us. We did as told and stood in our positions. "Frank, can you mess your hair up a little" She looked over the camera at me. I combed my fingers through my hair and messed it up a little. She put the thumbs up and I smirked. Flash. "GREAT! Now Charlotte. Would you mind getting changed?" The girl looked at Charlie. "Of course" She grinned. "Over to Audrey" The blonde lady ushered Charlotte away. "Just the boys" She smiled at us. "Ray is perfect. Mikey outstanding. Gerard, move over a little. Frank, adorable" She winked at me and I grinned. "Smile boys" She ducked her head and looked into the camera. I kept my grin and waited for the flash.

"Now, can I have... Mikey and Gerard. Then Ray and Frank?" She asked. "Sure" I nodded. I patted Ray on the back and we walked away. "I can't believe I'm going to say this... but do I look okay for this?" Ray asked while picking at his shirt. I looked at my clothes. I had a black with yellow striped jersey jumper on with grey jeans on. My sunglasses were on and my new lip ring was in. Charlotte bought me a new silver lip ring. I lost my other one somewhere. She convinced me that I ate it in my sleep and bought a new one for me. I know she took it and hid it somewhere. She hated my old lip ring. I sighed at the memory of it. "You look fine Ray" I looked at his clothes. He was wearing an electric blue jacket, black printed shirt and grey skinny jeans. Mikey was dressed in a short sleeved yellow shirt and dark blue skinny jeans. His hair was freshly dyed.

(A/N: Let's just say that My chemical romance just made Danger days)

Maybe I should explain the new hairstyles huh? Here we go...

***3 days before***

"Let me dye your hair Michael!" Charlotte groaned. "I don't know... What if I don't like it?" He whined. "Trust me! YOU'LL LOVE IT!" She gushed. She had a tube of bleach and blonde hair dye. "I don't know... I like my hair as it is" Mike picked up a strand of his own hair. "Well you'll love it when I'm done with it... COME ON! Let me at it!" She hopped on the spot excitedly. "I didn't buy these for nothing" She shook the bottles in her hand. He bit his lip before nodding. "M-kay" He sighed. "YAY!" She squealed. I laughed lightly. "Follow me!" She walked into the bathroom. I leaned against the door and watched as she wrapped a black towel around his shoulders. "Now. Frank take a quick snap of us" Charlotte pointed at me with plastic gloves on. I grabbed my phone and switched it on to camera mode.

This is going to be awesome. Mike will look like a new man once Charlie is done with him. She did my Revenge era hair cut, you know, the one with the red on the sides? "Say cheese" I smiled. Mikey pouted and Charlie put the bottles of dye up. "One more" I said after snapping the photo. This time Mike smiled and Charlie put the rock sign up. "Beautiful" I smiled and put the phone in my pocket. "Trust me man. She's good at this shit" I said calmly to Mike. "Thank god" he sighed, looking into the mirror. He was sitting on a plastic chair that Charlotte stole from someone's bus.

***Memory of memories is filled with memories cloud***

"THERE! That one's perfect!" She pointed at a green plastic chair. "Charlotte. That's someone elses chair" I shoved her. "No it isn't" She quickly snuck up to the anonymous bus and picked the chair up. "It's ours" She greedily laughed as she ran away. "CHARLOTTE HOLMES!" I gushed out loud, laughing behind her.

***Memory end***

She parted Mike's hair, placing it into three columns. "Hand me the scissors Frankie" She pointed to a pair of scissors on the basin. "WOAH! HEY HEY HEY! Who said cutting hair?" Mike abruptly stood up. "Mike! Sit down! All I have to do is trim your hair a little" Charlotte calmed him down. "Is she doing his hair?" Gerard whispered to me. I flinched at his sudden closeness. "Yeah" I smiled, my heart beat slowing down. "Cool. She should do mine after" He smiled. I raised my eyebrows. "New look?" I wondered. "Yep. New album. New look" He grinned. "Cool" I smirked.

"What are you doing back there?" Mikey asked, his eyes wide in alert. I laughed as Charlotte trimmed the back of his hair. "Stop worrying Mikes. She's just cutting all your hair off" Gerard grinned in amusement. "No way!" He gasped in worry. "Calm down! I know how to do this stuff. I had a brother for-" Charlotte stopped her sentence and cleared her throat. I felt a sudden pang of guilt.

What happened between Jacob and Charlotte was tragic and heartbreaking. It was something that no teenager should go through. To have a family member turn their back on you and run away for 7 seven years wasn't easy. Especially after something so small and silly. Mikey looked at me and I shook my head, telling him to not worry about it. "Stop moving!" Charlie chuckled lightly and smacked his head. "Aaand... Done! Time for the bleach" She put the scissors down and grabbed the bleach.

***

"Washing time!" Charlotte cheered as she checked the time. She grabbed Mike's hand and led him towards the bathroom. I followed after excitedly, Ray watched from beside me as Charlie washed the blonde dye out of Mikey's hair. Gerard poked his head over my shoulder. Charlotte grabbed the black towel and dried his hair. "Guys! You can't look yet!" Charlie closed the door on us. I groaned and turned around.

The buzzing sound of a hairdryer went off. After a while of just constant buzzing noises, it stopped. I listened closer, waiting for the door to open. "No! Don't look yet!" Charlotte shouted. There was complete silence and I frowned. "Holy fuck. You look- holy shit" Charlotte gasped. "Hot damn boy" She laughed. "Holy shit Charlie. I fucking love you!" Mikey squealed. There was a banging sound and I looked at the guys. I opened the door and saw Mikey and Charlie hugging while jumping up and down on the spot. I took a deep breath. I thought they were doing something else... Gerard must have thought the same thing because he sighed in relief. "WOAH! MIKES! You look- wow" Ray said. Mikey turned around, a big glittery grin on his face. My eyes widened. Charlotte did an amazing job. "What do you guys think?" He raised his eyebrows. "I'm next" Gerard said, staring at his younger brother's new hair style. "I look so cool now" He checked himself out in the mirror. Charlotte clapped her hands together in excitement. "Yay!" She squeaked. "I'm going to get me some hair dye... Charlotte? Would you like to come?" Gerard asked from beside me.

I high fived Mike and he grinned wider. I liked this. Mike seemed happier since Charlotte became his best friend and 'Future sister' as he likes to call her.

***

"I fucking love it! I fucking love you!" Gerard called from the bathroom. I got off the couch and watched a crazy red head swing Charlotte around in the small bathroom. The firetruck red haired man put her down and began to kiss her passionately. I gasped. "Gerard?" I asked. He flinched and let go of Charlotte, looking up at me. A small smile broke out on his face. "Like it?" He asked. "Like it? I love it!" I shouted. "Let me see!" Ray and Mikey ran to either side of me. "Woah..." They said in a synchronized tone. Charlotte grinned and clapped her hands again. "I like this! Ray... Can I do your hair?" Charlotte entwined her hands together and swayed side to side like a little girl. "Maybe a trim... but that's it. No hair dye" He pointed at her. "That's all I wanted to do... Besides dye it rainbow" She laughed. I smirked and patted Ray on the shoulder. "She was joking" I confirmed. "I see" He chuckled, walking into the bathroom.

The door closed and Gerard patted the sides of his legs. "You really like it?" He said excitedly. I nodded. "Let me touch it" I put my hand out and grabbed a strand of his hair. It was so fucking soft. Only Charlotte had that effect with hair. No matter how many times I tried to get my hair soft, Charlotte would wash it for me and it would feel like silk. "Damn" I sighed. "It looks awesome bro" Mike smiled. "You look so grown up Mikes" Gerard started the brother moment and I awkwardly walked away from them. I don't like intruding in their discussions of 'You look so grown up' or 'We're a mother fucking family, we're so rad because we're related' type of moments.

***

"Frank. Do you want something done with your hair?" Charlie asked me. "Can you just wash it?" I asked. The guys gave me a weird look. "Okay!" She winked and pulled me from the couch. Hell yes!

***

I played with my soft hair. It's so soft and silky. "Frank. You're weird" Ray snorted. I glared at him. "You're just jealous that my hair is softer then yours" I snarled. "Woah! Hey! Just saying" Ray raised his hands in defence. I heard someone moan. Oh god, they're at it again. My attention snapped to the bunk area. "GUYS! QUIT IT! MY FAVOURITE MOVIE IS ON!" Mikey shouted. Charlotte must have freaked out from the sudden shouting because she fell out of the bunk. Gerard threw his hand out and caught her forearm. "Are you okay?" His head poked out of the curtain. I flinched, remembering his red hair. I need to get used to that change. "Yeah. I'm fine" She sighed, Gerard picked her up with his arm and she brought the curtain back, laying a sweet kiss on his lips. I smirked, they were too cute.

My eyes widened at the kiss getting heated. Look away Frank, It's weird to stare. I brought my gaze on to the TV. Watch the TV, Watch the stupid TV. "Frank? Honey? Are you okay?" Charlotte asked. "Huh?" I asked, my thoughts wondering away. "Yeah. I-I mean of course" I chuckled. "Alright. You just look a little pale..." charlie murmured. "Yeah. I-I... COFFEE! Huh! Yeah. That's right... Coffeeee" I slipped off the booth chair and walked into the kitchen awkwardly. "Coffee?" I whispered, slapping my forehead. I was staring at my best friends make out session... I'm going to hell. I sighed and switched the kettle on. The coffee machine broke so we're now resorting to packets of coffee, the ones that you just stir in with hot water. I sat on the tiny bench, lying my arm on the microwave. I closed my eyes and listened to the water boiling, the TV was shouting and the sounds of cute laughter and conversations around me.

I wonder what that girl at the comic book store is doing. She was super pretty. Super pretty? Anyway, she had a drop dead gorgeous face. Her hair was short, but not too short, just shoulder length. Her friends call her 'J'. Well, that's what I remember of her anyway. I was picking out a few comics for Gerard's birthday when she came into the tiny store. Her bright eyes sparkled and her smirk was just adorable. She smiled at me and my heart melted. Never has a girl smiled at me like she did, besides Charlotte... but she's my best friend. Just when I got the confidence to speak to her, her friends ran into the store and called for her. "J! Come on! Let's get out of here!" They squealed, grabbing her arms and dragging her away from the humid comic book store, away from me.

The 'ding' of the kettle brought me back from my thoughts of 'J'. "What were you thinking of Frankie boy?" Charlotte wiggled her eyebrows at me. "Me? Oh- um. Nothing" I hopped off of the kitchen bench and went to the kettle. "Nothing? Nothing!? You were like- drooling!" Charlotte gushed. I shook my head and poured the boiling hot water into a mug filled with magical coffee powder. "What's her name?" Charlotte leaned onto the bench beside me, her arms crossed and a small knowing smirk on her face. "Nothing" I put the kettle down and stirred the coffee. "Interesting name" She nodded her head. "Don't worry about her, she's probably already taken" I sighed. "Now I need to know!" She grabbed my shoulders and looked into my face. I took a deep breath before answering her. "Her name is 'J'. She's pretty, probably has a boyfriend, likes comics and has friends" I rubbed my neck. "What comic book store was she at?" she asked, her face turning serious. "Daily planet... why?" I asked her.

"Chelsea has a friend that owns that store. She could ask who 'J' is" Charlotte wiggled her eyebrows. "No! That's creepy!" I frowned. "No it isn't. You're Frank fucking Iero. Nothing is creepy with you baby" She winked and pulled her mobile out. I grinned and blushed, picking up my coffee and walking to the couch. I sat beside Mikey, the grin still on my face.

***NOW***

Charlotte walked out of the dressing room and came over to us. "To the left. Mike... arm over ther- thank you! Smile boys" The photographer called over to the Way brothers. "Frankie! The nice man over there wants to take a photo of us together" Charlotte waved her arms at me. "Now! Ray! Can I have you included with Mike" The blonde shouted. "Uh- sure" Ray waved at us before walking to where he had to get his picture taken. Gerard sprinted over to where Charlotte and I were. "Where are you guys headed?" He asked. "Getting our photos taken" I smiled. "Right" Gerard nodded and placed his right hand on the small of Charlotte's back.

"What are we doing tonight?" Charlotte asked. "Well, Mikes though it would be cool to have a movie night or something" Gerard smiled down at her. "That's awesome!" She smiled. "Charlotte? Frank? Can you stand over there?" The male photographer asked. "Sure" I grinned.


****

"Helloo. Yep, that's me. Uh-huh" Charlotte got a phone call. The guys and I were waiting for her to come back to the couch. We were in the middle of watching a few movies. There was complete silence. "What?" Her voice was quiet. I frowned and looked over at her. She was paler then usual. I pulled the blanket off of my lap and stood up. Worry coursing through my veins. What's going on? "Where?" she asked, her eyes meeting mine. I then noticed that her eyes were watery. "Are you sure?" She whimpered. She nodded slowly and I felt a bubble of worry rise in my chest. "I'll be there as soon as possible" She hung up and jumped out of the bus. I looked back at the guys. They looked worried. "Stay. I'll be back" I told them, running off the bus.

I saw her hailing a cab. I chased after her. "Charlotte!" I called. She turned around. "Frank. Go back to the bus" She pointed to the tour bus. "What's going on?" Of course, the guys just had to follow. "It's nothing. Family" She wiped her eyes, a yellow van taxi stopped on the side of the road. "Who is it?" I asked. She shook her head. "Go back to the bus. I'll meet you guys later" She opened the van door. I hopped into the van with her. Ray jumped in after me and Mike after that. Gerard sat next to Charlie. "We're coming with you" Ray stated. "Where are we headed?" Gerard asked. "Airport" Charlie whimpered softly. She placed her hands over her face and silently cried. Gerard wrapped an arm around her cooed into her ear softly. What the fuck is going on?

Charlotte's P.O.V

I sat next to the window, watching the world below me drift away. I took a deep breath. Jacob. He was in a car crash. My older brother was in a car crash. I felt the tears come up. Great. I'm crying again. I wiped furiously at my face. Gerard's head was on my shoulder, light snores coming from his mouth. I smiled and gently combed his red hair back. I had to admit that he looked pretty god damn hot with red hair. I felt like slapping myself. A brother that I haven't seen in 7 years is in hospital and all I'm thinking is how hot Gerard is with red hair. "Who is it Charlie?" Frank mumbled, moving forward to see me. He was sitting beside Gerard.

"Jacob" I whispered. Frank's eyes widened. "Is he okay?" He asked. "C-car crash" I stuttered. "He'll be okay. Trust me" Frank reached over to me and I grabbed his hand. "Thanks Frankie" I sniffled and smiled at him. "It's all fine baby girl" He smirked.

****

"Thank you" I smiled as I got out of the taxi. I looked up at the big grey hospital. I closed my eyes, remembering the first time I came here. I took a deep breath and walked up the stairs leading to the entrance. Gerard held my hand the whole time.

"Hi. I'm Charlotte Holmes. I'm here to see Jacob Holmes" I smiled lightly at the receptionist. "Yes. Just this way" The lady got up and walked down a hallway. I looked at the guys before rushing behind her. "Jacob Holmes... as in... her dad? Or brother?" Mikey whispered to Frank. "Brother" Frank said. "Shit" He muttered. I sighed and followed the receptionist into a white room. "Here he is" The lady smiled. "Thanks" I nodded my head. I then saw him. My big brother. A small noise came from my mouth. It's been too long.

I timidly walked closer to the bed. "Hey Jake" I grabbed his hand and felt my emotions rush to my heart. His eyes were closed, an oxygen mask was taped to his face. He had wires and tubes spilling from his skin. Bruises and cuts littered his body. "Oh Jake. What did you do?" I sobbed. I sat in the chair beside his bed and tightened my grip on his hand. I was afraid that he would leave me again. I felt my chest shaking and I lowered my head. My eyes leaked, water gushing from my eyelids. "I've missed you" I whispered, kissing his hand. "I've missed you too little sis" a voice croaked. I looked up straight away. My vision was slightly blurry. I wiped at my eyes, clearing them of tears. "Jake?" I asked. "Hey" He murmured. I felt a rush of joy hit me and I grinned. "Oh god! Jacob!" I cried out in happiness. I wrapped my colourful arms around him and he chuckled lightly, patting my back.

"Oh god. It's been so long" I sighed, letting him go and placing a hand on his cheek. I was a little angry that he hadn't tried to look for me but I guess now is better then never. "Too long" He winced in pain. "Oh. Are you feeling okay? Do you need a nurse? Doctor?" I asked, looking down at his arms and chest. "Charlie. Charlie... I'm fine" He put the closest hand to me on mine. I took another deep breath. "It's okay. I'm fine" He whispered. I kept my eyes closed. My heart rate slowing. "See. Everything is okay" My brother always knew how to keep me calm. I opened my eyes and looked at him. "Where were you Jake?" I mumbled. He sighed, looking away. "I've been traveling. I went everywhere Charlie! I saw the world... You never escaped my mind..." He looked up at me. I swallowed the lump in my throat and smiled.

"What did you see?" I asked, trying to be happy for him. "I went to London, Paris, Sweden, Germany... basically everywhere" He laughed after a while. I grinned and held his hand with both of mine. "That's amazing" I squeaked out. "I came back... for you. I wanted to- I mean- I needed to see you. I know it's stupid to say after... well, seven years, but I had to. The guilt was killing me" His eyes were filled with sadness. "Well If you want an update, I am currently working for DC comics! I have one of my own comics published, I've been touring with Frank and I have someone you need to meet..." I blushed. "Ooh. Who?" He croaked. I giggled at his voice. "I'll go get him" I smiled, letting go of his hand. "Him?" My brother asked before I left the room.

I jogged over to where the guys were, I guess they thought it would be best to leave me with my brother. "Gerard" I called. His head snapped up and turned to me. He immediately got out of his seat. "Come on" I waved him over. He looked at Frank before jogging up to me. "Yes?" He asked. "Come" I pulled on his arm. We walked back to Jacob's room. "Gerard, this is my big brother, Jacob. Jacob, this is Gerard... My- well, my boyfriend" I blushed, ushering Gerard to the bed. Jake looked Gerard up and down. His eyes scanning everything. "Hmm. Hello Gerard" My brother squinted his eyes at him. Gerard nervously coughed and held his hand out for Jake. "Hello Jacob" He greeted him. I bit my lip, holding in my laughter.

Jacob looked at Gerard's hand before taking it in a firm grip, pulling him forward. "Hurt her and I'll come after you" My brother whispered to him. I pursed my lips and looked away. "I would never hurt your sister. Ever" Gerard looked my brother in the eyes as he said it. "I'm only screwing with you" My brother lifted his arm and messed Gerard's hair up. I laughed at his reaction.

***

The other guys met Jacob. Jake seemed pretty chilled with Gerard. Frank was happy to see Jacob again. Mikey was just surprised to see that I had a brother and Ray casually chatted to him about the band. Ray and Jake used to be best friends in high school until Jake left.

We all decided to stay at a hotel until tomorrow. We didn't have to come back until a few days anyway. The bus driver told us that he would just meet us in the next city. I watched the buildings go past. So many bright lights. New Jersey. Back home again. Ray said that he wanted to catch a drink with me later on tonight. I agreed, obviously needing something to calm the nerves from later this evening. "Room 10 for you and room 8 for you" The receptionist handed Gerard the keys to room 10, the other keys were given to Mikey. "Thank you Ma'am" Gerard smiled politely and pocketed the keys. "Alright, well Ray and I need to get some catching up on. You guys alright staying here?" I asked them. Frank scratched his head and nodded. "What are you doing again?" He asked suspiciously. "Catching a movie" Ray smiled. "Right. Yeah- we'll be fine. Don't know about lover boy here, but yeah, sure" Frank laughed.

Gerard pouted at me and I smirked. "Come 'ere" I spread my arms open and he walked into my hug. "I'll miss you for..." He opened for me to answer how long I'll be gone. "2 hours" I giggled. "Right" he kissed my cheek when letting me go. "You keep her safe for 2 hours. You here me Toro" Gerard put a serious face on, it was adorable. "Yes sir" Ray saluted him. I laughed and shoved Ray. "Let's go. Bye Mikes! Bye Frankie! Bye puddin'" I kissed Gerard on the lips before leaving. "Bye" They sang out together.

***

"So... Like I said. *hiccup*. She smiled. I almost choke- *cough* I almost choked just then" Ray laughed. I laughed and took a sip of my drink. My brain felt fuzzy and nice. "Then... woo!" Ray fist pumped the air out of no where. "Wha?" I couldn't even form words. "She was BEAUTIFUL CHARLOTTE HOLMES! OH. MY. GAH- AMAMAMAZING *giggle* Her blonde hair... uh. Beautiful" Ray was talking about the blonde photographer. "That'sssssssss coooowellll" I snorted at myself and drank the last of my poison. "Did you get h-her number?" I slammed the glass onto the bench and looked seriously up at Ray. "Yep" He smiled, popping the 'p'. He held up a piece of white paper, a few digits were scribbled on it. "Nice!" I cheered, giving him a high five. We missed the first time. "Let's try that... again!" Ray slapped his hand against my shoulder instead of my hand. "OWIE!" I gasped. "You totally just- like- like... hit me" I tried to think of words.

"Good. Butt" He poked his tongue at me. The music changed to green day and my eyes widened. "OH HELL NO! WE HAVE TO DANCE TO THIS SHIT!" I jumped off of the bar stool and stumbled around before regaining my balance. "Dance with me Prince Toro of Fro-ville" I bowed before grabbing his hand. He chuckled and slipped off of the bar stool. "Fine! FINE!" He laughed behind me as we went into the crowd. We began to dance to 'King for a day'. I bobbed my head and swayed my hips while Ray shaked his head and bobbed up and down. I laughed at his ridiculous dance. "Stahp It! Stahp it!" Ray squealed in a girly girl voice. "Go home Ray... You're totes drunkles" I slurred. "Whateves" He sighed, turning around and walking away. "FORO! I Mean... TORO FOR! I mean shit, woops, TOTORO FRO! FUCK! WAIT! RAY!" I shouted, chasing after him. "I'm only joking" He sighed, messing his curly hair about.

***

"One more drink? Then we leave?" Ray asked. "Yup. How long have we been here for?" I wondered out loud. "Shit. It's 12 o'cock" Ray giggled after what he said. "Silly billy. It's o'clock" I laughed. Then it hit me. We've been out for 5 hours. "One more drink. Then that's it!" I told Ray seriously. "Good! One more drink!" He shouted to the bartender. "Sure. Usual?" the bartender asked. "Yep!" I smiled, pulling my wallet out and slipping him the money. "On the house" The bartender winked at me and I smiled. "Thank you fine sir" I nodded.

***

Yeah. Just one more drink huh? It's now 2 o'clock. My phone has been buzzing nonstop. I turned it off because it was annoying me. Ray fell over and then picked himself up. "Charloootte! Me need help" He smiled, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. I stumbled around, trying to guide us through the heap of crazy drunk people. "There!" I pointed at the exit. "I need sleep" Ray yawned. "Me tooooo buddieeee" I yawned back.

"TAXI! OH MR. TAXI!" I screamed out to the street. A taxi slowed down in front of us and I smiled. "That's how you do it Raaaay" I poked his face and he closed his eyes, almost asleep. "Great" I sighed. Helping him into the taxi. I gave the taxi driver the address to the hotel and we were off. I felt my eyes close and before I knew it, I was asleep.

***

"Excuse me. Hello? Wake up" A voice said. I fluttered my eyes open. An old man looked at me. "You're at your destination Miss" The man told me. Ray was slumped up against my side. "Thank you" I rubbed my eyes. "Ray. Raaay" I shook him awake. "Huh? Yeah! What?" He sat up and looked around. "We're here man" I smiled lightly. "Right" He unbuckled his seat belt and slowly slid across to the door, getting out of the nice leather car. "Here you goooo" I payed the driver and waved as we walked into the hotel. The lady at the desk was drinking a coffee. She smiled at us and giggled at us when we sung to the music playing in the elevator.
It was, believe it or not, 'Teenagers'. I pretended to play the drums as Ray sung into an invisible microphone. The doors opened and we came to the level that our rooms were at. "Room 8 for you. Room 10 for me" I told Ray. Ray squinted at the door numbers. "Well that's 24" He pointed at a grey door.

We came to room 10 and I smiled. "Here's my room!" I tapped at the metal numbers. "Good night Charlie!" Ray hugged me. "Good night buddieee" I laughed and patted his back. "See you!" He pointed at me "In the morning!" He finished. "Yes" I grinned. I opened the door and noticed that the lights were still on in the room. "WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU!?" Frank's voice shouted at me. "Woah!" Ray muttered from behind me, he must have heard and turned around to see what was going on. "YOU REEK OF ALCOHOL! MOVIES MY ASS" Frank jabbed a finger at my shoulder. "Frankie" I frowned, touching the spot he poked me. "DON'T YOU FUCKING 'FRANKIE' ME! WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU TWO?" He shouted in my face. "W-w-we were at t-the bar" I looked at my feet. "GETTING PISSED, AM I RIGHT?" Frank shouted. "Frank! Caaaalm down" Ray put his hands out in front of me. "Calm down? Calm down!? I was worried sick about you two! I tried to fucking call and there was no answer!" He was scaring me. I closed my eyes and kept my head down.

"Frank. That's enough" Gerard murmured. "Enough? Charlotte never used to be like this. EVER. Now that she has come on tour... She's changed. I think she should stay here" Frank turned to me and said the last part in my face. I looked up at him. Tears were clouding my vision. "Frank- I-I-" I tried to speak only to be cut off. "No. That's it. You're not coming on tour with us anymore!" Frank pointed at the ground and brushed passed me, walking out of the room. I looked at my hands and bit my lip. I was trembling. Everything was silent as I walked to the bathroom, slowly closing the door behind me and sitting on the cold tiled floor. I brought my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around my legs as tears rolled down my cheeks. "Why didn't you guys answer your phones?" Gerard asked calmly, probably to Ray. "We were having fun... I didn't want it to end" Ray sighed. "You should probably stay here... Frank might need some time to cool off" Gerard said. I felt guilt wash over me.

I shouldn't have drank all that poison. "Charlie? Can I come in?" Mikey's voice murmured into the door. "Okay" I whimpered. The door opened and closed as Mikey came inside. "Hey sweetie" He sat next to me and circled his arms around me. Bringing me closer to him. I leaned my head on his chest. We stayed like that for a while. Silence. Warmth and the few sounds of my whimpers. I felt my eyes droop closed. A pair of lips touched the top of my head and I fell into a pit of black.

Notes

Hey guys!
So, If you haven't noticed, I've actually decided to only update once every 2 or 3 days.
Things have been pretty stressful right now. School sucks and the people in it suck even more.
English, french, math and science are just the cherry on top of the list of fuck ups right now.
Anyway, excuse any spelling errors or gramma shit.
I'm too tired to edit. Sorry.

Bye! xx

P.S. I've been thinking about possibly writing a high school fic of Frank, Charlotte, Ray and Jacob. What do you all think? If you think 'Hella yes', I'll have to start it on the upcoming school holidays. Anyway. I need sleep. So long and good night!

Shit!
P.P.S (PP :3)
Charlotte's outfit. Photography part.