If You Stay....

I stood in the centre of the study; violently strumming away at my guitar as though I was standing in front of thousands of screaming fans. I had been playing a lot of Marilyn Manson songs recently and this one, Beautiful People, seemed to work well as a form of anger management. The violent, angry sounds spilled from my amp as I dropped to my knees, finishing the song before breathing heavily at the end.

I got too into guitar practice sometimes.

A loud clap suddenly came from behind me, making me jump. I spun round, sighing with relief when I saw Mikey leaning against the doorway; his dark eyes focused on me as a large smile beamed from his face. “That was amazing” he said sweetly, folding his arms against his body as I took off my guitar, resting it gently against the wall. I couldn’t help but smile at his compliment, nobody complimented me on my guitar playing...well, nobody except Gerard. I have to get him out of my mind. “Thanks, I want to play as much as possible before the baby arrives” I replied, pulling down my baggy hoody; I guess it was just habit now.

We wandered out of the study and into the kitchen; Mikey had made a candle lit dinner for us; it was only pasta as he wasn’t much of a cook but it was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for me. “Thanks babe” I said, kissing him on the cheek and making him blush. We giggled at one another, taking a seat opposite one another before tucking into our meal. That was the thing I love about Mikey; he liked to look after me, making sure me and the baby were cared for- almost the complete opposite to his brother who only ever seemed to care for himself. Why didn’t I meet you first? I thought miserably.

“Everything alright?” Mikey asked, cutting through my thoughts. I glanced up to find him staring at me, one eyebrow raised he shot me a look of concern. I sighed. “I’m fine, you worry too much” I reassured, continuing to eat the meal he had made for us. Mikey placed his cutlery on the table, linking his hands together as he stared at me with a loving expression from across the table. I caught his eye, shrugging as I widened my eyes at him.

“What?” I said, slightly confused by his actions.

He tilted his head to the side, smiling softly at me. “I love you Frank. I know it’s soon and we’ve only been together a month, but I’ve had feelings for you ever since we met and...Well, I love you” He admitted, not taking his eyes off me as he spoke. I stop chewing, swallowing my food as I tried to think of a response. Of course I cared about Mikey and I liked him a lot, but love? I wasn’t ready to say that yet. I mean I had rushed into saying the ILOVEYOU’s before and look how that ended. I hung my head in sadness, opening my mouth to speak before Mikey took hold of my hand, locking eyes with mine; that smile still perched upon his face. “You don’t have to say it, I know you’re not ready to yet and I completely understand. But I love you Frank. I’m completely and utterly in love with you” He said, a loving look in his eyes that seemed to bring me to tears. “I’ll clear this up” He added, rising up from his chair and kissing me on the forehead before taking out plates over to the sink.

I watched him leave, my eyes moving up and down his slender body as he walked; a thin smile slowly forming on my face. He truly was a beautiful man, not just because of his looks- in that sense he was unbelievably cute- but simply because he was a beautiful person on the inside. I rested my hand upon the small bump that was showing through my hoody; a twinge in my heart as I thought back to the morning we woke up in bed together. Perhaps this baby was supposed to bring us together; perhaps he was the father after all. Sure he said we didn’t sleep together but none of us could remember anything from that night.

I would love it if Mikey was my baby’s father; at least I know he would be there to support it.
I rose from the chair, flicking the kettle on as I began to make him a cup of coffee, unfortunately, I was banned from drinking that so I had to stick with tea; much to my dismay. As I stirred the drinks, I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist, his hands resting on my bump as he nuzzled my neck. I felt him kiss my neck, a quiet giggle escaped my lips as he gently nibbled my ear. My smile quickly stopped, my eyes growing wide as I placed a hand on my stomach. Mikey swiftly stopped, moving beside me to try and catch my eye. “Frank? Frank what’s wrong?” he cried shrilly, a sense of worry rising in his voice as he spoke. I glanced over at him, laughing as I shook my head; god I really knew how to scare him. “It’s the baby, it’s kicking for the first time” I said, taking his hand and placing it against my bump; watching his face light up as the baby moved against his hand.

“Wow” He said, placing both hands on my stomach as the baby continued to move; it clearly loved Mikey. He raised his eyes to meet mine, a huge smile on his face as he moved closer to me. “Listen, I don’t remember what happened that night; I know Gerard’s probably the baby’s father. But I swear to god, I will stand her no matter what, I promise” he said, his voice serious as he spoke. I nodded, biting my lip as I grinned at him. “What makes you think it’s a girl?” I asked, wrapping my arms around his neck. “It’s got to be a girl, a kick like that there’s no way it could be a boy” he replied, tucking a strand of hair out of my eyes. Mikey smiled at me and kissed me softly, his hands rested on my chest. I smiled and kissed back, running my fingers through his hair. I pulled away and rested my forehead against his, smiling, staring into his beautiful honey/brown eyes. “Fancy an early night?” I asked, winking at him. Mikey laughed, taking me by the hand and leading me off into the bedroom....


The two men walked off into the bedroom, giggling as they quickly shut the door behind them... failing to notice Gerard’s car pull into the driveway.

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