You Can Cry All You Want To, I Don't Care

Three days after my talk with Frank where we agreed to be just friends for a while he calls me and asks if I'd like to hang out. It's mid morning so we decide to meet at a diner and have lunch and after we hang up I take a shower and get ready before heading off, making it there a little earlier than I expected so I go in and get us a table. Ten minutes later Frank comes in, apologising for being late so I offer him a smile and say "It's alright Frankie." After we order we make
small talk about what we've been up to and Frank tells me about a gig his band has coming up. "So you wanna come check it out?" He asks, his face looking hesitant like I might say no. "Of course" I tell him and he breaks out into a massive grin. "Great and you can hang out backstage with us if you want and...." "Will he be there?" I ask, cutting him off. "Well....not if it will be a problem." I bite my bottom lip before saying "No it's fine I'll just hang out in the crowd, don't let me make it weird for anyone." "No Gee I really want you to be there." "Ok" I tell him and we are interrupted by our food arriving. Halfway through the meal I reach out and steal a french fry off Franks plate and he stares at me like I just set him on fire for a few seconds before he smirks and says "What do you think you're doing?" "Nothing" I reply, reaching out to take another one and he keeps smirking as he says "Are we gonna have a problem?" I smile as I say "Well I'd fight you for them but I don't think you could take me." Frank starts to laugh and I join him, both of us giggling before we quieten down again and continue to eat. After we finish eating Frank asks me to go to his place to watch a movie and on the walk to his apartment his hand slips into mine before he realises what he's doing and he quickly snatches his hand back and starts apologising. "Frankie" I say as I reach out and rest my hand on his forearm, "It's alright." The rest of the walk is slightly awkward, Frank walking further away from me and we don't even look like we're walking together anymore. A block before his apartment I've had enough and I sigh as I step closer to him and grab his hand. "Seriously, I don't want this to be weird. I'm sorry for how harsh I was the other day, I was just hurt and hung over and while I meant that I think we should slow this down I just....it came out wrong." Frank nods as he looks over at me and says "So you don't hate me." I stop walking, pulling Frank to a stop before wrapping my arms around his neck and hugging him. "No Frankie, I could never hate you, even when you cheated I didn't hate you." Franks arms snake around my waist, pulling me closer to him as he says softly in my ear "Thank god, I was so worried that you didn't even want to speak to me again and it hurt, a lot." We hug for another few seconds before I pull away and offer him a reassuring smile and we start walking again.

The movie is just finishing when the front door opens and Ian comes in followed by a few guys and girls and he yells out "Woo party" as he enters the room. "Oh, hey Gee" he says when he sees me and I smile and wave to him. Within an hour Franks apartment is filled with people, loud music playing on the stereo and everyone is drinking, some people are even smoking weed. Frank and I are sitting on the couch, a drink in our hands trying to talk over the music when he gets up to use the bathroom. He's barely out of the room before Ian slides into his vacant seat, smirking drunkenly at me as he leans in and says "You're looking especially fuckable today." I feel my face flush red as I let a small giggle escape my lips and Ian leans in closer to me and smashes his lips against mine. I kiss back, letting my eyes slip closed and when we finally pull apart for air and I reopen them I see Frank in the corner staring at us, looking upset. I turn my attention back to Ian to tell him we shouldn't be kissing when I see Frank leave the room out of the corner of my eye. When I finally manage to get away from Ian I wander through the apartment looking for Frank when I see him out on the balcony talking to some guy, their heads close together and I decide not to interrupt, unsure if he's trying to hook up with him or not and I have to remind myself that it's not my business if he wants to but I can't help the sharp throb in my chest at the thought. I feel myself getting more and more upset so I decide to leave, wandering through the crowd and out the door, heading back to the dorm again and by the time I get there I feel like I'm about to cry.

Notes

So I feel like this chapter is shitty but I have plans for the next chapter with the show and I needed a filler chapter to kinda explain about him going to the show in the first place and yeah....I worked on and rewrote this like a million times so I'm sorry it's still bad