She's the Prettiest Girl in the Club and She Can Prove It With a Pair of Brass Knuckles

"Wait what?"
Jamia asked in confusion.
"We argued and Hambone said it would be for the best to end it before we all kill each other..."
She could hear a heavy sigh coming from down the line, and it sounded as if Frank was smoking.
"So yeah I just wanted to hear your voice I guess you always calm me down in a weird way."
Frank chuckled softly and Jamia began to blush.
"It's fine Frankie...so where are you right now?"
"Uhm Eyeball Records still...you gonna come?"
He asked hopefully and Jamia smiled.
"Yeah I was planning on dropping by to help you out of your misery."
"Awwww yay alright. I love you."
"I love you too Frankie. See ya in a bit."
With that Jamia hung up, threw on some clothes and climbed out of her bedroom window.

As she arrived at eyeball records, she could already smell the weed and the alcohol by all of those "musicians" consumed there. Because really? She didn't think that there were alot of bands who had the talent and the want to make it big. Most of them were nothing special.

Jamia went inside through the front door and she immediately saw Frank, standing in a corner smoking. She went over to him and hugged him tightly, he stiffened but as soon as he realised that it was her he hugged her back tightly.
"Hey baby.."
He said softly, looking into her eyes. Jamia sighed inwardly. He had smoked weed again but that was nothing new. He started in his first year in high school and he always claimed that it would calm him down or help him with his stomach cramps. Jamia didn't know whether to believe that or not.
Frank softly leaned in and kissed Jamia's lips, then took another drag of his cigarette.
"So Frank what are you still doing here?"
She asked, being a bit confused.
"Oh uhm you know Ray right...his band is gonna practise like now and I wanna watch. They are awesome. oh and you want anything?"
"Oh My Chemical Romance right? Yeah hand me a beer, I wanna watch too."
Frank smiled widely at that, handing Jamia said drink. He had always loved that she wasn't like the other girls. She drank beer and just hung out with him and his bands, not like the chicks he had dated before.
"You know I've always loved this side of you.."
Frank said quietly, almost hoping that she didn't hear it.
"What?"
Jamia said, glancing at Frank from the corner of her eye. He turned to face her fully and smiled.
"Like you're so damn badass do you realise that? Some guys are even scared of you sometimes but then again you're so beautiful and not cold hearted at all...you're just so damn special it's unreal.."
Frank mumbled the last bit, looking down at his old, beat up vans. What the fuck was up with him today?
"You're really cute, you know that right Frankie?"
Jamia said, pecking his cheek softly.
Frank smiled and took her hand in his, enjoying every second of him just being able to spend time with her. Because deep down in his mind, even if he didn't want to admit it, he was scared she'd get fed up with him and leave. Because so far, everyone had done that, his past girlfriends, his parents and now even Pencey Prep. It was just a question of time, or so he thought.

Sighing deeply, Frank took another drag of his cigarette. Just as Jamia opened her mouth to ask what was wrong, 4 guys entered the practise space. She knew Ray, the fro man and he waved at her and Frank. There were two guys standing together talking, one was really skinny, had brown hair and awkward knees and the other one was a little chubby, had black shoulder lenght hair and a weird voice. The other guy was already sitting at the drum set, he had shorter brown hair and was chubby too.
Jamia smiled. They were a weird group of guys. Ray walked over to her and Frank and hugged both of them quickly.
"So you guys are gonna watch us practise huh? How's Pencey Prep going Frank?"
Jamia smiled at Ray and Frank explained to him how it had ended earlier today. Ray nodded and a sudden spark formed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything more about it. He went back to the others and picked up his guitar and Jamia felt Frank nudge her shoulder
"So baby just so you know who is who, the drummer is called Matt, you already know Ray, then the awkward kid with the glasses is Mikey and the singer is his brother Gerard. Mikey plays bass by the way."
"Alright so..Gerard and Mikey, Ray...and Matt?"
Frank nodded and Jamia grinned, taking another sip of her beer. This could be fun.

As they started playing their first song, Frank couldn't help but sing along softly and nodding his head to the rythm and Jamia could swear she even saw him moving his fingers as if he almost wanted to add something to the song. She had to admit that she liked it pretty much. Gerard's voice combined with rather heavy guitars and beautiful vocal melodies sounded pretty interesting. There was something magical about this band that she couldn't quite grasp yet.
As she looked over at her boyfriend being like a little kid on Christmas, she scanned over his beautiful features, his sharp jaw line and from his cute little nose down to his full lips and his beautiful big hazel orbs. Memories of their first night together started filling her head again and she really wanted to reach over and touch his face right now, or touch him in other places...
Her face immediately began to flush and she looked down, praying that he hadn't seen it. She took another sip of her beer and felt Frank grasp her hand and kiss her cheek, and she couldn't help but look at him and blush even more. Frank grinned at her and pecked her lips, then he unfortunately got distracted by the music again. But Jamia couldn't complain. At least that gave her an excuse to stare at him a little more.

After they had finished their practise and Jamia and Frank were pretty drunk, they decided to walk home to Frank's dad's house who basically lived just around the corner.
Frank stumbled through the front door after fumbling with the keys for about 10 minutes straight, while Jamia just laughed her heart out, forgetting everything about the fact that she actually just left her house without her parents' permission.

They went upstairs as quietly as possible in their very drunk state and Frank stripped down to his boxers and immediately got under the covers while Jamia didn't even bother undressing and just kicked off her shoes and put her jacket on the floor. She got under the covers besides Frank and snuggled up to him, placing her hands on his chest softly and kissing his lips. Frank wrapped his arms around Jamia tightly and kissed her back, biting her lower lip softly.
Suddenly the two lovebirds heard Frank's phone buzzing in his jeans so he got up, tripped and fell face first onto the floor.
"Oh for fucks sake...my head.."
Frank whined while he rubbed his head and finally got his phone.
Jamia couldn't contain her laughter so she just rolled on her stomache and laughed into the pillow so Frank could talk on his phone in peace.
"Hello..Yeah it's Frank."
He was pacing up and down his room now, and he seemed to have sobered up quite a bit. Jamia stared at him interested, and as a huge grin broke out on his face she just raised her eyebrow and looked at him.
"Okay..yeah..oh man thank you so much! Yeah see ya tomorrow! Bye!"
Frank hung up and began jumping up and down like a school girl, barely being able to contain himself.
"Iero, what is up with you huh? Did Jesus just call you or..?"
Jamia asked, standing up and walking towards Frank. Frank squeezed her tightly and held onto her shoulders, shaking her softly and grinning.
"You remember Gerard from My Chem? That was him. He asked me to join the band!"

Notes

Hey guys, update :)
I'm really sorry if this chapter is short and kinda sucks, I'm just not feeling very well lately and meh. Life is hard.
But leave a comment and all that stuff, and I'll try and update as soon as possible.
- xoxo, Paco.