A month later.

Things changed ever since I read her letter. I guess her letter gave me strength to continue living when I only felt like dying. My parents and I started a non-profit organization for Leukemia in order to raise more money to treat the patients. As for me, after a (super) heated discussion with my parents, they agreed to let me drop out of medical school to continue business administration. My defense? I get to continue either one of my parents' legacy.

As for me an Frank, we were getting better at dealing with things. Especially me. I stopped pushing him away and started letting him in.

"Come on, Blair! YOU MUST COME TO OUR SHOW!", Gerard said after stealing my pancakes.

"Hey! I was going to eat that... Can't I go to your next show? I have so many things to do tonight", I lied.

I love Frank and all but I still can't stand their music.

"It's not going to be loud. We are doing acoustic show for tonight, just a laid back kinda show", Ray added in.

I looked at Frank and signaled him to interrupt the conversation or get me out of it but Frank just smirked and said, "Yeah baby, I think it's just an acoustic show. You'll love it. We will be playing Helena. It's your favorite song right?"

"It's the only song that she knows...", Gerard said in disbelief.

I chuckled and finally agreed to go to their show. It was the only way to make them shut up.

It was 4.30PM. Frank was showering in his room when I started rummaging through my suitcase to find something to wear for tonight but the clothes that I brought, are not suitable for it. I was sitting on my suitcase when Frank came into my room (Well, it was the guest room) and he was wearing only a towel while drying out his hair with another small towel.

"Get out! I don't have anything to wear and wear some clothes, pansy", I said.

Frank smirked and started flexing his non-existent muscle. "How you like me now, baby?"

"A lot less"

Frank stopped his flexing moves and pushed me aside to see my clothes.

"Little Miss Manhattan did not bring anything to go to my show"

"All I have is this stupid flowery top and summer dresses..."

"Look, just wear this jeans and you can wear one of my t-shirts.", Frank replied.

"Frank I know this might sound a bit dumb-ish but I don't wear t-shirt outside of the house..."

"Welcome to Dating A Rockstar Show", Frank jokingly said. "It's fine, babydoll. You look good in everything"

Frank pulled me up and looked me in the eyes. His hazel eyes pretty much melted my limbic system. He inched closer and caught my lips with his. I was in a trance state of mind, I started kissing him back and then I felt his fingers trickling down my spine. Frank then broke the kiss before continuing down my neck while pushing me to the bed. His towel was still intact, though. We were heavily making out when I felt Frank's hand making its way to my jeans and that was when I stopped him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry.", Frank said slowly while getting off me.

"Frank I am so sorry for leading you on like that.. I just.. I haven't done it.. It's a huge deal", I replied.

He moved closer to me and kissed my forehead, "I understand, baby. I am sorry for doing that to you. Start fresh?"

I nodded and kissed his cheek.

"I wanna get ready, can you leave the room now?", I said politely.

"Sure, B. I have only one question though"

"Yes?"

"Why am I so hard to resist?", Frank said while flexing his muscles.

"GET OUT!"

We arrived at the venue around two hours before the show, just in time for them to do sound check. Frank just ushered me straight to their room and asked me to come out only when the show is about to start. I was sitting there with one of their make-up artist. She looked around my age or maybe older because of make-up.

"My name is Erika.. I do their make up and Gerard's crazy hair. What's yours?", she asked.

"I am Blair.."

"Son of a bitch, you are Frank's girlfriend!", Erika suddenly pulled me into a hug.

"I've heard so much about the Great Blair from them. Especially Frank, of course. It's a pleasure to finally meet you", she added.

"Likewise. Look Erika.. I don't really listen to their songs. Frank tried tho to make me listen to them but I just don't know how to react to their performance tonight", I politely said.

"Don't sweat about it, Blair. You're going to have fun. This is one of their important shows.", Erika winked.

When the show was about to start, Frank came into the room with the rest of the guys. He was holding a piece of black cloth.

"Don't hate me for doing this", Frank said before tying that piece of cloth around my head. Completely blindfolding me.

"Take care of her and only take off the blindfold when we tell you", Frank said to.. I assumed it was Erika.

I was getting annoyed at some point but I know Frank put so much effort into whatever he was planning to do. So I just followed Erika. I knocked a thing or two (or a dozen) before we stopped. I heard the crowd and Gerard's voice. I wasn't sure what was happening.

"Okay, I am going to take off your blindfold now", Erika finally said.

I quickly opened the blindfold and realized I was sitting in front of the crowd. The boys were on stage. Frank was setting up his guitar. Mikey just gave me two thumbs up and winked. Gerard was interacting with their fans before saying this..

"So today, we are raising money to help a non-profit organization to collect money to treat cancer patients, Leukemia to be exact. Recently, we lost someone who was very dear to us. The ticket that you paid tonight goes directly to the organization. In another word, you guys are doing charity in exchange for an awesome show. This is for you, Rebecca!"