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I Still Think You're Beautiful

Chapter 34

Frank doesn't let go of my hand through the whole car ride back to my house, but I'm not complaining. As I pull the car up into he drive way I can feel Franks grip on my hand tighten,as I look over I see his face crumple a little. "Hey," I say softly and lean forward in my seat, "Whats wrong?"

He shakes his head and a tear rolls down his cheek, he gives a quick sniffle and finally looks up at me, "I regret leaving...." He answers, "So much"

I nod sadly, not really sure what to say. I drop his hand that I was holding way to tightly to and raise it to drag my fingers through his thick hair, "Well you're here now" I whisper. "Don't be sad" Frank nods slightly and looks up at me with his innocent eyes, I stare back and lean in until our lips connect, sending chills up my spine. He kisses me back softly and brings his arms to wrap around my neck as he leans over the arm rest that is separating us.

I pull away slightly so our lips are barely even a centimeter apart, "I fucking love you" I mumble and press our lips back together, letting my hands rest themselves on his back right above his butt.

We finally pull away at the same time, smiles plastered across both of our faces. "We should go inside I guess" I say and release him from my embrace, he nods in agreement and I begin to get out of the car as he does the same. I remember his bag and get it for him so he doesn't have to carry it himself, he thanks me silently with his eyes and reaches down for my hand again, interlocking our fingers.

As we walk up the porch stairs Frank breaks our silence, "So..um am I staying here?"
"Of course you are" I answer, "Im not letting you go back with your drunk ass loser of a father"

I slide my hand out of his to open the front door, fumbling around to find the right key before I finally get the damn door open. "So uh Mikey should be-"

"OH MY FUCK FRANKIE!!!" A voice screams cutting me off as we step inside. Out of nowhere Mikey comes running toward us, his arms open as he throws himself at Frank to bring him into a tight hug. "Well uh hi Mikey" Frank giggles and wraps his arms slowly around Mikey.
"God fucking dammit Frank don't ever fucking leave again you short fucking idiot" Mikey snaps and pulls away from Frank, "You fucking scared me so fucking bad"
"You say fuck too much" Frank laughs and hugs Mikey again briefly.
"It's how I express my feelings"Mikey replied with a smile on his face.

I smile as I watch their short reunion, listening to them as they speak softly, catching up on things. I finally have my Frankie back, and nobody is going to take him away from me ever again.

Notes

I feel like just giving up on this story. There was originally supposed to be over 50 chapters but...idk...nobody seems to like it anymore. so uh yeah, that's why this chapter is so short. Idk if I'll continue it.

Comments

I just reread this for the 6th time and I am in tears

This story is amazing :) keep up the good work.

Lost_Soul Lost_Soul
7/5/16

On chapter 18 when Gerards like, "WHAT THE FUCK!" I instantly thought 'Immaculate misconception motherfucker!' and visualized Chris getting spit on by black paint

FrerardMomma FrerardMomma
6/24/16

THIS IS SO FUNNY OML HAHAH

FrerardMomma FrerardMomma
6/24/16

First fic ive ever read where people have actually tried using people of different skin colors

FrerardMomma FrerardMomma
6/24/16