If You Stay....
Chapter Nine
Ray’s POV
I carried Frank into the hospital, my heart pounding as I glanced around for someone, anyone who would help him. “Stay with me Frank” I said worriedly, noticing he had fallen unconscious. “Fuck, CAN SOMEONE HELP ME, PLEASE” I yelled, starting to panic. I didn’t know what to do, I felt helpless. What if this baby had made him ill or worse, what if him being pregnant killed him. I had never seen him in so much pain before. Doctors and Nurses quickly rushed over, taking Frank out of my arms as they rushed him into a nearby room. I stood in the centre of the hospital ward, my bottom lip quivering as I forced myself to hold back the tears. I wasn’t going to cry, not over this. He’ll be fine, stop panicking and just help him i told myself, taking a deep breath and walking inside the room. “Has he taken anything, is he allergic to anything” A woman called out, checking Frank’s air ways before glancing over at me with impatient eyes. I swallowed hard, I knew he wanted to keep this a secret, but what choice did I have? They needed to know. If keeping them alive meant him hating me forever then I didn’t care.
I wasn’t going to lose my friend.
“He… he’s pregnant”
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Frank’s POV
I awoke in the early hours of the morning to the sound of beeping monitors and the strong stench of bleach in a white washed room. As my eyes fluttered open, I saw Mikey sitting at my bedside; red eyed with a face full of worry. “Morning sleepyhead” He said softly, taking hold of my hand. I offered him a thin smile. Squeezing his hand, I opened my mouth to speak but Mikey put a finger to my lips, shaking his head. “Don’t worry, everything’s fine. You and the baby are just fine, the pain was nothing to do with the pregnancy but it’s all sorted” He said soothingly, brushing a strand of hair out of my eyes. It was so sweet that he and Ray cared so much for me; I don’t know where I’d be without their support. I had never had much of a family, but with those two and this baby, this tiny part of me that I couldn’t help but love unconditionally, it made everything seem better; safer. Barely a few seconds passed before I felt myself swaying sideways as I tried to hold my heavy head up. It proved impossible; my head very quickly came into contact with the pillow as I began to drift off to sleep.
Mikey put his arms around me, pulling me into a much-needed friendly hug.“I’ll never let him hurt you Frank, I promise" he murmured in my ear. I silently nodded, not wanting the hug to end. I liked being in his arms too much. But then, he very slowly pulled away, leaving me feeling cold and alone. I felt his piercing gaze on me, searching for my eyes. I surrendered and slowly lifted my gaze from the floor until my eyes locked with his. He suddenly looked different… All I could see was a very strong resemblance to his brother, even more so than usual. He seemed to be half-Mikey, half-Gerard. Confusion flooded through me as I tried to figure this fuckery out. Was I staring at Mikey or Gerard? Mikey can’t have just morphed into Gerard… Can he?. This is insanity. This can’t be real! I continued to stare in amazement at one of the Way brothers, suddenly unsure which one. And then, before I knew what was happening, he was leaning towards me, luring me in with intense-staring eyes… Eyes that I could never deny. I mirrored his actions and within seconds I felt his shallow breath against my awaiting lips. He slowly brushed his lips against mine, starting a fire of passion inside of me. I kissed him with more force, throwing my arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around me too and my heart started racing at an increasing rate, fluttering in excitement. The kiss felt so right… So perfect…
I awoke immediately, desperate to escape the vivid image of me kissing Mikey… I think? My heart was pounding hard and fast in my chest, but I managed to remain relatively calm and not make any sudden movements… Right up until the second I realised Mikey was sat on the bed with me; my arms wrapped around him and his around me... Just like they were in my dream. I inhaled sharply and jolted vigorously in surprise, instantly breaking free of the embrace me and Mikey were in to sit up straight again. “Oh, for the love of God, Frank you scared the fuck out of me!” Mikey groaned loudly, putting his hands over his eyes. I just stared at him in confusion as my head filled with silent questions. Why did I just dream about kissing him? Was it even him? …Or was it Gerard? What does this mean? Do I secretly want to kiss Mikey? What the fuck is going on?! Mikey suddenly reappeared from behind his hands to find me staring at him with a deep frown on my face. He recoiled slightly.
“...the fuck are you staring at?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at me.
I mentally shook myself out of my mini-trance and refocused my gaze to my hands as they nervously fidgeted in my lap. “I just had a weird dream,” I muttered vaguely, reliving the dream-kiss instinctively and getting a sudden urge to kiss Mikey now to compare the kisses. “Do I want to know?” He said light-heartedly, blissfully clueless to the thoughts running through my head. I smiled, shaking my head as my gaze fell to the floor. I suddenly couldn’t look at him. What the hell was going on? “Probably not, You kissed me,” I retorted bluntly.
Mikey didn’t seem to know how to react to that. He frowned uncertainly at me first, then snorted in amusement.
“As If"
“Well, it might not have been you…” I continued thoughtfully. “I’m having a hard time deciding whether it was you or… you know. Your brother.” I found it easier to refer to Gerard as Mikey’s brother for some reason. I didn’t want to mention his name. Mikey frowned at me again and sighed noisily. I flashed him a look, it never bothered him before when I spoke about Gerard. What was his problem? “Do you think it means anything?” I asked curiously. He shrugged again. “Right. Thanks for the help, Mikes.” I rolled my eyes at him and he grinned at me. “Maybe it means you want my sexy ass,” he suggested smugly.“Maybe it does,” I agreed in a completely serious tone. He looked at me with wide eyes, probably wondering why I was being serous when he was only joking- or was he joking? I could never tell with him sometimes. “You’d never feel like that towards me” Mikey said quietly. My eyes grew wide in realisation; I knew there was more to this! The way he was with me, the way he treated me and the way he would get oddly jealous every time me and Gerard hung out; it all made sense!
Maybe I picked the wrong Way.
“That’s too bad. I really want to kiss you now,” I confessed my urge shamelessly. I never had an urge to kiss someone like this before, but seeing him now- how sweet he was holding me, how he was the first person to visit me in hospital and…that dream- just made the urge a hundred times stronger. Mikey stared at me, unsure at what to say. He looked confused, panicked, as though he had absolutely no idea what he wanted to do. But at the same time, as he stared hungrily at my lips, I knew he wanted this as much as I did.
“Kiss me,” he ordered half-heartedly, causing me to raise my eyebrows in surprise. "Really?" I asked, sitting up straight on the bed, a little too eagerly. “Do it, kiss me” Mikey said, watching me nod enthusiastically. “Don’t look so nervous” I assured him, moving closer to him until my lips were only inches away from his again. “Come on. Just shut up and kiss me.”He swallowed nervously, but moved forward slowly a fraction of an inch. Suddenly, his lips brushed against mine lightly in almost exactly the same way the kiss started in my dream. I let my eyelids flutter shut again. Suddenly our lips collided with more force and I wasted no time in tracing my tongue along his bottom lip, begging for entry. He let my tongue in to glide over his.
The kiss didn’t last long before I suddenly tore my lips away from his and pushed Mikey away. What were we thinking? I could be carrying Gerard baby for christ sake, we shouldn’t be doing this. But, in his arms, it felt… right. It felt sweet and honest; something I didn’t ever have with Gerard. “Dear God, don't ever tell Gerard!” He groaned. I guess Mikey is just on the same brain wavelength as me, because if he could really read my mind he would know I would never actually say a word about this to Gerard. I’m not a fucking idiot. If the baby situation wasn’t complicated enough, this sure wasn’t helping. Suddenly, the door slammed shut, causing both me and Mikey to jump in shock. I froze in panic, holding my breath and waiting for an explanation.“Don’t tell me what?” A sharp voice that belonged to neither me nor Mikey suddenly demanded, causing my fragile heart to miss a dangerous amount of beats.
I carried Frank into the hospital, my heart pounding as I glanced around for someone, anyone who would help him. “Stay with me Frank” I said worriedly, noticing he had fallen unconscious. “Fuck, CAN SOMEONE HELP ME, PLEASE” I yelled, starting to panic. I didn’t know what to do, I felt helpless. What if this baby had made him ill or worse, what if him being pregnant killed him. I had never seen him in so much pain before. Doctors and Nurses quickly rushed over, taking Frank out of my arms as they rushed him into a nearby room. I stood in the centre of the hospital ward, my bottom lip quivering as I forced myself to hold back the tears. I wasn’t going to cry, not over this. He’ll be fine, stop panicking and just help him i told myself, taking a deep breath and walking inside the room. “Has he taken anything, is he allergic to anything” A woman called out, checking Frank’s air ways before glancing over at me with impatient eyes. I swallowed hard, I knew he wanted to keep this a secret, but what choice did I have? They needed to know. If keeping them alive meant him hating me forever then I didn’t care.
I wasn’t going to lose my friend.
“He… he’s pregnant”
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Frank’s POV
I awoke in the early hours of the morning to the sound of beeping monitors and the strong stench of bleach in a white washed room. As my eyes fluttered open, I saw Mikey sitting at my bedside; red eyed with a face full of worry. “Morning sleepyhead” He said softly, taking hold of my hand. I offered him a thin smile. Squeezing his hand, I opened my mouth to speak but Mikey put a finger to my lips, shaking his head. “Don’t worry, everything’s fine. You and the baby are just fine, the pain was nothing to do with the pregnancy but it’s all sorted” He said soothingly, brushing a strand of hair out of my eyes. It was so sweet that he and Ray cared so much for me; I don’t know where I’d be without their support. I had never had much of a family, but with those two and this baby, this tiny part of me that I couldn’t help but love unconditionally, it made everything seem better; safer. Barely a few seconds passed before I felt myself swaying sideways as I tried to hold my heavy head up. It proved impossible; my head very quickly came into contact with the pillow as I began to drift off to sleep.
Mikey put his arms around me, pulling me into a much-needed friendly hug.“I’ll never let him hurt you Frank, I promise" he murmured in my ear. I silently nodded, not wanting the hug to end. I liked being in his arms too much. But then, he very slowly pulled away, leaving me feeling cold and alone. I felt his piercing gaze on me, searching for my eyes. I surrendered and slowly lifted my gaze from the floor until my eyes locked with his. He suddenly looked different… All I could see was a very strong resemblance to his brother, even more so than usual. He seemed to be half-Mikey, half-Gerard. Confusion flooded through me as I tried to figure this fuckery out. Was I staring at Mikey or Gerard? Mikey can’t have just morphed into Gerard… Can he?. This is insanity. This can’t be real! I continued to stare in amazement at one of the Way brothers, suddenly unsure which one. And then, before I knew what was happening, he was leaning towards me, luring me in with intense-staring eyes… Eyes that I could never deny. I mirrored his actions and within seconds I felt his shallow breath against my awaiting lips. He slowly brushed his lips against mine, starting a fire of passion inside of me. I kissed him with more force, throwing my arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around me too and my heart started racing at an increasing rate, fluttering in excitement. The kiss felt so right… So perfect…
I awoke immediately, desperate to escape the vivid image of me kissing Mikey… I think? My heart was pounding hard and fast in my chest, but I managed to remain relatively calm and not make any sudden movements… Right up until the second I realised Mikey was sat on the bed with me; my arms wrapped around him and his around me... Just like they were in my dream. I inhaled sharply and jolted vigorously in surprise, instantly breaking free of the embrace me and Mikey were in to sit up straight again. “Oh, for the love of God, Frank you scared the fuck out of me!” Mikey groaned loudly, putting his hands over his eyes. I just stared at him in confusion as my head filled with silent questions. Why did I just dream about kissing him? Was it even him? …Or was it Gerard? What does this mean? Do I secretly want to kiss Mikey? What the fuck is going on?! Mikey suddenly reappeared from behind his hands to find me staring at him with a deep frown on my face. He recoiled slightly.
“...the fuck are you staring at?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at me.
I mentally shook myself out of my mini-trance and refocused my gaze to my hands as they nervously fidgeted in my lap. “I just had a weird dream,” I muttered vaguely, reliving the dream-kiss instinctively and getting a sudden urge to kiss Mikey now to compare the kisses. “Do I want to know?” He said light-heartedly, blissfully clueless to the thoughts running through my head. I smiled, shaking my head as my gaze fell to the floor. I suddenly couldn’t look at him. What the hell was going on? “Probably not, You kissed me,” I retorted bluntly.
Mikey didn’t seem to know how to react to that. He frowned uncertainly at me first, then snorted in amusement.
“As If"
“Well, it might not have been you…” I continued thoughtfully. “I’m having a hard time deciding whether it was you or… you know. Your brother.” I found it easier to refer to Gerard as Mikey’s brother for some reason. I didn’t want to mention his name. Mikey frowned at me again and sighed noisily. I flashed him a look, it never bothered him before when I spoke about Gerard. What was his problem? “Do you think it means anything?” I asked curiously. He shrugged again. “Right. Thanks for the help, Mikes.” I rolled my eyes at him and he grinned at me. “Maybe it means you want my sexy ass,” he suggested smugly.“Maybe it does,” I agreed in a completely serious tone. He looked at me with wide eyes, probably wondering why I was being serous when he was only joking- or was he joking? I could never tell with him sometimes. “You’d never feel like that towards me” Mikey said quietly. My eyes grew wide in realisation; I knew there was more to this! The way he was with me, the way he treated me and the way he would get oddly jealous every time me and Gerard hung out; it all made sense!
Maybe I picked the wrong Way.
“That’s too bad. I really want to kiss you now,” I confessed my urge shamelessly. I never had an urge to kiss someone like this before, but seeing him now- how sweet he was holding me, how he was the first person to visit me in hospital and…that dream- just made the urge a hundred times stronger. Mikey stared at me, unsure at what to say. He looked confused, panicked, as though he had absolutely no idea what he wanted to do. But at the same time, as he stared hungrily at my lips, I knew he wanted this as much as I did.
“Kiss me,” he ordered half-heartedly, causing me to raise my eyebrows in surprise. "Really?" I asked, sitting up straight on the bed, a little too eagerly. “Do it, kiss me” Mikey said, watching me nod enthusiastically. “Don’t look so nervous” I assured him, moving closer to him until my lips were only inches away from his again. “Come on. Just shut up and kiss me.”He swallowed nervously, but moved forward slowly a fraction of an inch. Suddenly, his lips brushed against mine lightly in almost exactly the same way the kiss started in my dream. I let my eyelids flutter shut again. Suddenly our lips collided with more force and I wasted no time in tracing my tongue along his bottom lip, begging for entry. He let my tongue in to glide over his.
The kiss didn’t last long before I suddenly tore my lips away from his and pushed Mikey away. What were we thinking? I could be carrying Gerard baby for christ sake, we shouldn’t be doing this. But, in his arms, it felt… right. It felt sweet and honest; something I didn’t ever have with Gerard. “Dear God, don't ever tell Gerard!” He groaned. I guess Mikey is just on the same brain wavelength as me, because if he could really read my mind he would know I would never actually say a word about this to Gerard. I’m not a fucking idiot. If the baby situation wasn’t complicated enough, this sure wasn’t helping. Suddenly, the door slammed shut, causing both me and Mikey to jump in shock. I froze in panic, holding my breath and waiting for an explanation.“Don’t tell me what?” A sharp voice that belonged to neither me nor Mikey suddenly demanded, causing my fragile heart to miss a dangerous amount of beats.
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