"Frank I wouldnt listen to it if I were you,"Miranda said seriously. She was leaning against the wall of the office as I tried to prepare myself to listen to a song I had a feeling Gerard had written about me.
"I just want to hear it. I'll be fine,"I muttered and clicked play. The video had lyrics beneath it so I had a look.

'I haven't thought of you for years you know. Your memory seems to come and go. Our time meant so much to me, now you cant be found.'

'You were the first to want me, the first to love me, the first to need me. Who was the last to know you, the last to love you, the last to hold you?'

'It's a wonderful wonderful life. (x3) Such a wonderful wonderful life.'

'I thought of you again today. Reminding me how with time I've changed. If you only knew what you gave to me. Now you cant be found.'

"And you were the first I trusted. I learned what love is, when we were just kids. When did you get so lost and how could you think you'd be better off?'

'It's a wonderful wonderful life. Why'd you have to say goodbye? It's a wonderful wonderful life. Such a wonderful wonderful life.'

'Thank you for those special moments. You will always be here in my mind. Did you know you changed my life? I'm thankful for that time. (x3)

'Its a wonderful wonderful life. Why'd you have to say goodbye. It's a wonderful wonderful life. I'm asking why but I'll never know.'

'It's a wonderful wonderful life. Why'd you have to say goodbye? It's a wonderful wonderful life. Such a wonderful wonderful life.(x2)

"Frank?"Miranda placed her hand on my shoulder softly but I was barely aware of it. I was too consumed with fucking something. It was so painfully obvious that this song was about Gerard and I and I could not deal with it.

"I- I'm fine,"I lied. I cleared my throat and closed the Youtube tab. I picked up my list and started entering stock I needed to order, crossing it off as I went. Miranda was still standing next to me with her arm on my shoulder.
"Frank,"She warned.
"Miranda I said I'm fine,"I shoved her hand off of my shoulder and continued what I was doing.

"You are so talking to us when you get home,"She sighed and left me alone. I dropped my pen and reopened the video, re-reading the lyrics about five or six times. Why the fuck would he do this? Go for a year without trying to contact me at all and then to suddenly show up wanting to know how I was the day before he releases a song about us? It wasn't fair. He was a douche bag for doing that to me.

I let out a groan and tried to continue my work but I was too wired. I was itching to go back and read the lyrics again but I had already analysed them too much. I turned off the laptop and moved my chair into the middle of the office and started spinning. I always felt better after doing this, apart from the dizzyness of course.I kept going and going until I felt like I was about to throw up. I stuck my hand out and grabbed the desk to stop myself.
"Frank! We need help!"Miranda shouted through the door.

"Fuck. Coming!"I stood up and moved along the wall, trying not to focus on the spinning floor. When I got outside I saw there was a huge line of people and Miranda was struggling to make food and coffee at the same time. The new temp I had hired last week, Andrew, was about to crack under pressure. He was okay when there were only a few people but otherwise he was a waste of my money.

"Andrew help Miranda on food,"I walked straight to the till and took a quick glance at the order halfway done. I finished it off and almost had a fit at who the next customer was.
"Ryan! Oh my god what are you doing here?!"I grinned. I raced around to the other side of the counter and tackled him in a hug,
"My parents dragged me here for some sort of conference so I thought I'd come see if it was really you that owned this place,"He grinned at me. His hair was sort of spiked up in a mohawk and I immediately felt a weird feeling in my gut.

"Dude! How are you? What have you been up to?"I said as I moved back around.
"Not much really. I was with the guys for the band for a bit but we're all taking a break for the christmas holidays,"He smiled awkwardly.
"How come Brendon isn't here with you? And do you want to order anything? Cause I've got a bit of a line here,"I smiled sheepishly.

"Uhh give me the biggest sized mocha,"He smiled,"And Brendon and I aren't exactly together anymore,"He handed me five bucks but I shoved it back.
"No you dont have to pay. And that sucks, once I'm through this rush I'll come and sit with you so we can catch up,"I smiled and put the order through. He thanked me and took a seat outside.

"Hi there, welcome to Frank's Coffee. How are you today?"I smiled brightly at the next customer, a grumpy looking old man.
"Gimme an espresso,"He glared at me.
"Yup. Sure thing. Is that to have here?"I smiled politely, feeling Ryan's eyes on me.

"Take away. And make sure its a double shot,"He snarled. He dropped two dollars forty onto the counter and shuffled away. I took in a deep breath and shoved the money in the till. As soon as I had dealt with the next three customers I went over to where Andrew was setting up plates.

"You doing okay?"I asked as I started helping him.
"Yeah I think so. Still trying to remember everything is all,"He mumbled and grabbed a bowl of soup out of the microwave. In the next few minutes I had helped him clear the orders.
"Hey can you make me a hazelnut latte once you're done?"I asked Miranda as I went out to sit with Ryan.
"Sure thing Frank,"She winked at me as I walked out. Weird.

"Hi there, welcome to Frank's Coffee. How are you today?"Ryan mocked me.
"Fuck you!"I punched him in the arm, blushing furiously,"Its important to give everyone a friendly greeting even if they are big dicks."
"No you're right I'm sorry,"He smiled and took a sip of his coffee, sighing in relief,"Damn thats good. How's everything going here? You look like you're doing pretty good for yourself."

"Its fucking awesome man. Having people with tattoos or bright hair working for you doesnt make a difference to your business. Ninety nine percent of the time, people just want their coffee and thats it. They couldnt give a damn if a fucking penguin served them. Other places just suck."
"Too right. How long have you had the place?"He asked as Miranda brought my coffee out.
"Uhhh bout a year now. Profits are good. Everything's good,"I sighed happily and relaxed into my chair.
"Wish I could say the same for my life,"Ryan said glumly.
"Why's that? What's up?"

"Well, Brendon and I were having problems which caused problems with the band so Brendon and I agreed on just being friends and trying the band that way which didnt work so we all just took a break from each other for the christmas holidays. We meet up on nineteenth of january next year."
"Dude that sucks. I know what would cheer you up. Come and meet my room mates!"
"You have room mates?"

"After Mum died, I got her house. I obviously didnt get it til I was out of prison but when I was on the bus from Idaho I met these three girls who gave me the money to buy the shop and helped me clean the house up and now they work for me and live with me. Well one of them lives in LA but she stays with us every now and then,"I smiled. I looked behind me through the window to see Miranda cleaning.

"Miranda! Get out here and meet Ryan!"I grinned at her. She nodded and came outside.
"Hey I'm Miranda,"She smiled.
"Miranda this is Ryan. I used to live with his ex in Jersey and he was with me for the uh... fight... thing,"I grinned.
"Nice to meet you. Frank can you help me for a second with the coffee machine?"Miranda asked sweetly.

"Sure thing. I'll be right back,"I smiled at Ryan and followed Miranda around the coffee. Instead of stopping at the machine she kept walking into the office.
"What's up?"
"Dont 'what's up' me,"She grinned,"Who is he? As soon as you saw him your whole face just lit up with happiness. I havent seen you that happy since you got your first customer."
"Oh Miranda,"I scoffed.
"Nahuh. Spill,"She moved in front of the door, blocking my path.

"Alright fine. When Gerard was in juvee for apparently killing Dean we sort of broke up and I had a bit of a one night stand sort of thing with Ryan... But it didnt mean anything at all okay? We're just good friends,"I sighed,"Can I please go back now?"
"Just friends. Sure,"SHe smirked and stepped to the side,"Bring him back to the house okay? Marcie is definitely going to want to meet him,"She called.
"Yeah whatever,"I shot back before rejoining Ryan.

"What was wrong with the machine?"Ryan asked.
"Hmm? Oh just the coffee head's filter was stuck."
"Right. No idea what that means,"He grinned and made my heart go flop. Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no.
"So how long are you here for?"I found myself asking.
"Uhh three more days. Got here last night. I have to entertain myself for today, tomorrow and the day after before we leave lunchtime the day after that. Dad said we have to drive back for some quality family time,"Ryan grumbled, doing quotation marks in the air.
"That sucks. Do you know anyone here?"
"You."
"Besides me.
"Nope. So I'm going to be sticking to you like a... um... I dont know that saying. I'm gonna annoy the crap out of you for three days,"He winked at me. Jesus.

"Give me one second,"I jumped up and went back inside,"Miranda? Where are you?"
"Out back,"She called. I went to the end of the counter and slid open the door to the food prep and dish washing area where Miranda was elbow deep in hot soapy water.
"Hey where's Adam?"I asked, suddenly realising he was no where to be seen.
"Uhh he's in the bathroom. What's up?"

"I'm gonna call Charlie in so I can go home. Okay?"I smiled at her.
"Mmm hmm. By yourself?"She raised an eyebrow at me knowingly.
"Yeah yeah whatever. What time do you want me to drive you to LA tomorrow? Cause I'm probably going to take Ryan out for drinks after he's seen the house and I dont wanna get too drunk if I'm taking you in the morning."
"Oh no dont worry at all. We dont have to leave til the afternoon,"She smiled,"Go on. Get right roaring drunk so you dont remember. I'll call Charlie for you,"She shooed my away.

"Thanks Miranda!"I called and went back outside,"Right. I'm gonna show you my house and then we're going out for drinks,"I grinned at Ryan.
"Awesome. I can wear my new vest,"He sculled the rest of his drink before following me down the sidewalk to my car.