I Still Think You're Beautiful

After three more horror movie, two boxes of pizza, and a tub of icecream, Frank and I decide to call it a night and head down to my room. When we get down there, I toss Frank his bag and he fishes around for his pajamas. I step into the bathroom to change while he does the same in the room, giving me a confused look as I step away.

When I trudge back in dressed in my pajamas, Frank is siting on my bed cross legged and staring down at his phone. He shoots his head when he senses my presence and smiles softly, his hazel eyes glowing brightly.
I let my self fall onto the bed next to him, sighing as my back hits the mattress with a thud. "So" I say, "Tell me how you've been..."
Frank looks down at me and pushes a few strands of hair out of my face, Depends on what you wanna hear" He sighs and bites his bottom lip.
"I wanna know everything that happened to you..." I tell him softly, "That's all. Just everything."
Frank laughs lightly and leans down to kiss my forehead, "Well, I haven't gone to school at all." He lets out a deep breathe and lays down next to me, his head resting on my chest, "And I had a boyfriend named Zacky."
"Oh" I say softly, "Is he the one that almost...?"
"Yeah." Frank answers, "Then he tried to apologize like nothing happened and almost wouldn't let me leave."
We both go silent, just listening to each other breathe. "I like all your tattoos." I whisper.
"I have more on my chest and stuff" He mumbles and starts fidgeting his fingers. "You wanna see?"
I look down at him and meet his eyes, "Are you okay with that?"
"What? It's not like you haven't seen it before."
"I guess so."
He lifts himself off my chest and sits up, I watch as he tugs at the bottom of his shirt and lifts it over his head, exposing his pale skin. He turns around and faces me, his eyes locking with mine. I pull my eyes away from him and look down his torso, down by his hips are two inked birds with the word "And" between them.
"They're gorgeous Frank" I stutter and drag my fingertips over them gently. "I can't believe you actually got-" I stop talking when my fingers brush over a few red lines on his sides. He immediately tries to cover the cuts with his hand but I puss them away, "Frank..." I sigh and kiss his lips gently. "Why?"
He shrugs and lays back down, taking me with him, his head now resting on my shoulder.
"Please don't do it again..." I whisper on the edge of tears, "You're too perfect for that, nothing is worth hurting yourself over, I promise."
"Okay Gee," Frank whispers back and closes his eyes as he wraps his arm around my neck. I lean toward the nightstand and turn out the light before wrapping my arms around Franks shirtless body.
"I love you Gee." He says softly and buries his face in my neck.
"I love you too Frankie." I reply, "More than words could ever say."

Notes

anybody else hear about the 4chan shit yet?