Extraordinary Girl

"Jamia..."
Frank breathed out softly, still looking down into his love's eyes. He knew it was hurting her so damn much. But he didn't know that it really was THIS bad. Damnit, he had found her crying when he got home so it had to be bad right?
She only kept her head down, breaking the eye contact. She felt as if his eyes might swallow her.
"Baby please...look at me..."
Frank whispered, stroking her cheek softly. She looked up into his eyes again and sighed softly, placing her hand over his.
"I'm sorry Frank...it's just that after like three days without you here I already can't cope. I know I am pathertic..."
"No no no no you aren't pathetic at all did you hear me? You know I feel exactly the same, I miss you all the damn time and if I could I'd just call and text you all day..."
A long silence fell over the two of them, and Frank swallowed hard. He wanted to make her happy, but he was living his dream right now and Jamia knew how much he wanted to do this. He loved her with every ounce of his being and he hoped she would understand him. He didn't want his relationship to end just because of him touring. It wouldn't be worth it.
Jamia wrapped her arms around Frank's neck once more, bringing his lips down to hers. He would leave in a week. And she had to make the best of the time they still had together.
The week passed rather quickly for the two of them, and with every passing second Jamia felt her heart being torn a little more. She hated goodbyes. And he wouldn't be here for almost 5 months now. How was she supposed to cope?
Jamia sighed inwardly as she looked at her sleeping boyfriend next to her, gently brushing a strand of hair out of his face. She stroke his cheek softly and ran her fingers through his hair once more. Yes, he was truly beautiful. Inside and out. Although he was struggling with alot of things, mainly the fact that he felt useless and like he couldn't do anything right, he still was the most perfect person she knew. Or at least the closest to perfect a person could ever get in Jamia's view.
Frank stirred awake softly, blinking his eyes open and smiling slightly as he looked up at Jamia, who still had her hand tangled in his hair.
"Good morning Frankie.."
She whispered quietly, a small smile creeping on her lips. She couldn't help it when he was around her. He made her so damn happy.
"Good morning baby.."
Frank yawned and sat up, placing a soft kiss on Jamia's forehead.
"Did you sleep alright? Or did my snoring keep you awake all night?"
Jamia giggled, wrapping her arms around Frank, while she placed her head on his chest. She drew small circles on his belly with her fingertips and grinned.
"No your snoring wasn't THAT awful Frank...I was able to sleep rather well."
"Alright I'm glad to hear that."
He grinned and made an attempt to get up, but Jamia kept him in place.
"Try and get up again and I'll kill you Iero."
She whispered, and she felt him laugh softly while he wrapped his arms around her once more.
"Okay then...whatever you want Nestor."
Jamia held onto Frank tighter. He would be gone in less then 10 hours. He wouldn't be here tonight to hold her like this. And she already loathed the thought more than anything else on the planet.
After the two of them had finally decided to get up and both of them showered and got some food, Jamia stood in the doorway to their bedroom, watching Frank pack his suitcase. As he zipped it up he turned around to face Jamia, a weak smile on his lips.
"So..."
Jamia just went over to him and buried her face in his chest, breathing in his cologne for what would be the last time for the next 5 months. She felt her throat close up and she hugged him tighter as silent tears fell from her eyes. Frank didn't say one word, he only pulled her close and kissed the top of her head.
He.
Hated.
This.
He hated to know that he was the one making her cry. He didn't want to leave her behind.
"Call me every day you idiot..."
Jamia said as she pulled away and wiped her eyes. Frank nodded and took her head in his hands, placing his lips on hers. She immediately wrapped her arms around him again and held onto him tightly.
Frank pulled away softly and grabbed his suitcase, making his way to the front door. Jamia followed him and as the two of them heard a honk outside, both of their expressiones saddened.
The tour bus was here.
Frank looked at Jamia, kissing her once more.
"I will miss you so much...I love you and I will call you everyday I promise."
He whispered softly, stroking her cheek again.
"I love you too Frank...now go, the guys are waiting."
With that, Frank looked into her eyes one last time and headed out the door to the bus, not letting Jamia see the tears that ran down his face.
The guys were all sitting in the back of the tour bus, drinking a cup of coffee. They had been driving for about 5 hours and Frank almost felt like he was going to pass out. He had the biggest stomachache in the history of mankind and he still felt awful abou the way him and Jamia parted. Thank god Mikey had brought a hot water bottle, otherwise he would probably die.
"Iero, are you feeling any better?"
Bob asked, looking at Frank with a raised brow. Frank only shrugged and stared into his coffee, not being able to get his mind off Jamia.
"You look pale Frank, ghostly pale.."
Gerard mumbled, softly placing a hand on Frank's shoulder.
"I'm fine Gee...honest don't worry about me. Let's watch a movie instead okay?"
"I'll put on 'The Evil Dead'!"
Ray announced happily as he got up and looked for the DVD.
Frank sighed deeply and looked at his phone. Still no message or call from Jamia.
Shit.
"Didn't she call yet?"
Mikey suddenly spoke up, making Frank jump a little. That kid was like a damn ninja.
"No she didn't...unfortuantely..."
Mikey gave him a sympathetic look and reached over to take a sip of Gerard's coffee, who went to go to the toilett.
Just as he came back, Frank felt his phone vibrate next to him. He immediately picked up and heard Jamia's voice.
"Frank..."
She whispered, and he immediately stiffened.
"Jamia? Baby are you okay?"
The guys focused on Frank when they heard his concerned voice, and all the chatter died down immediately as they saw him clenching his fist and becoming even more paler
"I-I can't..can't do this anymore Frank.."
Frank felt himself getting dizzy. This was not going to happen. No. Not now, not ever. No.
"Jamia what...what do you mean?"
He felt his throat closing up. He was panicking. This wasn't going to end well.
"Jamia talk to me please..."
"I...I think we should take a break."

Notes

Next chapter! I hope it doesn't suck too bad, and sorry for the lack of updates! :O
I'm trying my best to update as quickly as possible.
- xoxo, Paco.