~Gerard's POV~

I'm glad I told Amy about Frankie and I being together. Something just made me think that she really liked him and it made me feel a little jealous. I mean, like, I wouldn't have confronted her about it unless I had known it to be true, which I don't.

I pull my phone out of my pocket and see 3 messages from Frank. I open them and read them aloud to myself.

Frank: Hey Gee-Bear, I'm sorry for not being with you, Amy and the guys yesterday, I just couldn't face it. xxx

Frank: Did you tell Amy? I didn't wanna see her face when someone told her; that's why I didn't. I hope you understand hun xx

Frank: Wanna come over and hang babe? I miss you xx

I sigh and tap a reply in regards to the 3 messages that Frank sent me.

Me: Hey Frankie, don't worry about yesterday. You wouldn't have liked it, we went to the mall and we went girly shopping with Amy. I did tell her and she took it surprisingly well, she's ok with it babe, don't worry about it, everything's gonna be fine. I'll be over in an hour. I'm gonna get ready and I'll be straight over. Love ya xx

I read it over and over again. Fuck it, just press send! I send the message and start to get ready. I walk over to my closet and grab black ripped skinny pants and a Green Day shirt. I slip them on and walk downstairs, phone in hand, pull my maroon converse on, grab my bag and walk out of the door. I headed down the well-known route to Frankie's house, stopping at Ray's on the way.

"Hey man, you ok?" Ray asks, bro hugging me on the path ouside his house.
"I'm good, on my way to Frank's, you ok?" I reply as he lets me go.
"Yeah, I've had better days dude," he says.

What does he mean by that? Have his parents had another fight?

"Me and Mom just found out that Dad's been cheating on her for the past 3 months. He came home this morning, drunk off his head, and smelling like cheap perfume. Mom confronted him and he spilled everything, like he always does when he's shit-faced. I walked into the kitchen to find them arguing; Mom and I both told him to get the fuck out. There he goes now. I HATE YOU! YOU HEAR? I FUCKING HATE YOU, YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Ray yells. I've seen him mad, but never this mad before.

His Dad put all of his stuff in the trunk of his car, tears streaming down his face as he got in the car. He rolled down his window before he pulled away. "I'm sorry son. I really am; I didn't want you to find out like this," he says, more tears fall down his face as he speaks.

"SO HOW WERE YOU PLANNING TO TELL US? OR WERE YOU JUST GONNA KEEP IT A SECRET ALL YOUR LIFE? YOU'RE UNBELIEVABLE!" Ray keeps yelling at his Dad, getting angrier with every word he speaks. He must be mad, he's shaking like crazy, fists clenched. I gotta calm him down. I can't stand to see my brother from another mother hurting like this...

"Ray, hey, let him go; he's out of your life then, isn't he?" I soothed, embracing him as his Dad pulls away and drives down the street.
"Is he gone?"
"Yeah. He's gone Ray; out of your life for good," I say, keeping calm for Ray's sake.
My phone rings, interrupting our conversation.

Caller ID: Frank
I answer it and mutter a 'hey Frankie' quietly down the phone.
"Hey baby; where are you? You were meant to be here a half hour ago," he says, sounding worried. Shit, I've been here for that long!
"I'm at Ray's; family crisis. All sorted now though, I'll walk to yours once I've said goodbye to Ray ok?" I look at Ray, who seems to have calmed down considerably since his Dad left.
"Ok, see ya in 10 baby," he replies happily and hangs up.
I turn back to the fro man and bro hug him, again.
"I've gotta go dude; I was meant to meet Frankie at his a half hour ago, he just reminded me when he called," I say, looking up at Ray, smiling.
"Ok, later bro," he says as I walk away. I pull a box and a lighter out of my bag, take a cigarette out and light it, taking a long drag, instantly relaxing my stiff body as I walk.

*******

"Hey baby, I've missed you," I whisper into Frank's hair as I embrace him.
"I've missed you too Gee-Bear," he looks up at me and smiles. He's so cute.
"We're going out tonight. Sound ok?" I ask him as we walk, hand-in-hand, into his house.
"Alright; sounds great hun," he replies with a cheesy smile plastered on his face.

I turn him round and kiss him on the lips. The kiss is passionate and full of love. I lick his bottom lip and he opens his mouth, letting me slip my tongue into his mouth, deepening the kiss.
"I love you," he mutters into the kiss, pulling me impossibly closer to him. He jumps and wraps his legs around my waist and, still kissing, we walk to his bedroom.

I lay him on the bed and hover over him - my hands and knees being the only thing keeping me from falling on top of him - trailing kisses down his neck, only stopping to pull my shirt off and wait for Frank to do the same. I relocate my lips back to his as Frank flips us over so he's on top. He undoes the buckle on my belt and my jeans button and pulls the zip down. I arch my back as he attempts to take my jeans off, taking my boxers with them and he throws them on the floor, staring at my hard on. I almost rip Frank's jeans and boxers off and flip us over in the process.

"Are you sure you want this Frankie?" I mutter into his ear.
"Only if you want this Gee," he breathes, groaning at me biting his neck. Holy shit, that was the sexiest sound I have ever heard. "Wait! When are we going out?" He asks in a panic.
I check the time on my watch: 5:45. Shit! The reservation for the restaurant is at 6:30.
"Um, we kinda need to leave in 15 baby, sorry," I roll off of him and land on the floor with a floor with a thud. "Ouch!"
"Are you okay down there Gee?" Frank asks, giggling.
I pick up my boxers and slip them on before getting up. "I'm fine, thanks," I say, sarcasm dripping off my tongue and he rolls his eyes.
"Well, I wouldn't want my Gee-Bear to get hurt, would I?" He says in a cutsie voice.
I walk over to him and whisper in his ear. "Later," I smirk as he giggles again. "Shut up! I'm going to the bathroom to get dressed," I say, grabbing my clothes and walk to the door.
Before I leave, Frankie slaps my ass. "Nice ass you got there Gee," he smirks so I stick my middle finger up at him as I walk to the bathroom, smirking myself.

*******

6.30, just in time for our reservation. I spent hours, calling restaurants trying to find one that had a table free...

"Gee. Gee! Hey!" Frank yells at me, snapping me out of my day-dream.
"Yeah, what is it baby?" I reply, smiling.
"Are you guys ready to order?" A short, blonde haired waitress asks; clearly from Jersey from the sound of her accent.
"Um. I'll have a veggie curry and a coffee please," Frank says while I look speedily at the menu to decide what to eat.
"Anything for you sir?" The waitress asks, tapping her pen on the pad of paper held in her right hand.
"Yeah, I'll take a coffee and a lasagna," I face the waitress as I order.
"You want any sides with your orders?"
"Sure; do you have onion rings?" Frank says, knowing that we both like onion rings.
"Yeah, 10 or 20?"
"20 please," I say as she finishes writing our orders and leaves.

I snake my hands over the table and hold Frank's, giggling when a blush creeps onto his face.
"I love you Frankie,"
"I love you too Gee-Bear,"

*******

"It's later now Gee," Frank murmurs when we enter my bedroom.
"Okay Frankie," I say, pushing him onto my bed and climbing on top of him.
I kiss him. I kiss his lips, his neck, his tattoos.
He kisses me. He kisses my lips and my neck.
Frankie ends up on top and you can guess what happens next...

~Time Lapse - 12 Hours~

~Frank's POV~

Gee and I walk down the stairs and into the kitchen, in our boxers, to Amy, Ray, Mikey and Bob all looking smug. Wait! Are Amy and Mikey HOLDING HANDS?! Awww, that's cute!

"What went on here last night?" The fro-man looks at us knowingly and then at the others; they all look back at us, smirking their asses off.
"Come on, don't deny it, we know what went down," Amy says, giggling.
"Cough - Frank - cough," Mikey murmurs. This sends Ray, Mikey, Bob and Amy into a huge laughing fit.
"Guys!! Wait, just to clear this up, how did you guys get in, this is my apartment!" I whine, crossing my arms across my shirtless, tattoo covered chest.
"Spare key under the mat. We're not fucking stupid short ass," Bob says, his smile fades into a frown.
"Calm down Bryar, he only wanted to know how you got in," Gerard says, arms raised in mock surrender.
"So, you gonna tell us or not?" Amy asked, grinning.
"Ugh, fine; but not now," I reply.

*******

The smell of coffee and pizza emanated from the kitchen where Gee was busy cooking.
"Smells good bro," Mikey yells from the living room where we are all sat watching TV.
"Yeah, it does!" Amy shouts.

I get up and walk to the kitchen. I walk up behind Gee and snake my arms around his waist, causing flour to cover us like confetti at a wedding.

"Hey you cheeky shit," he says, turning around in my grasp and leaning down to press his lips to mine in a relaxing short kiss.
"Now, you were the one that covered us in flour, so what you gonna do about it?" I look up at him, a smirk playing on my lips. I bite my lip ring nervously, dreading what will happen next.
"This," he pulls my arms from his waist, turns around, does something then turns his torso and throws whatever is in his hand at my face, covering it and my shirt in something. FLOUR?! Oh, that bitch is gonna fucking pay!

I push him out of the way, grab a handful of flour and smear it down his face and arms. "Payback mother fucker," I laugh at his paler, if at all possible, face. His face turns to the side that's covered in flour and grins. "Shit. Guys HELP!" I yell as Gerard chases me with both of his hands full of flour.

"What the fuck is going on in here?" Amy yells at us as the guys join her by the living room door, peeping out to see what Amy was yelling about.
"Well, whoever started it needs to clean it up and the other needs to come with us and have a serious chat," Mikey said, arms crossed, his face modelling his usual poker-face expression.
"Have fun cleaning Gee!" I yell as I turn and follow the guys and Amy into my living room.

I make myself comfortable between Mikey and Ray whilst Amy is sitting on the floor by Mikey's feet; Bob just sits in the armchair opposite.

All eyes were on me.

What the fuck is going on?

"So... you gonna tell us what happened last night or what?" Ray asks
I blush profusely, "Well..."

Notes

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