Frank's POV

"Sweetheart, you're going to get a rash or something if you keep doing that,"
Gerard is twisting the ring around his finger, and has no sign of stopping anytime soon. He gives me a smile that says "Sorry", and puts his hand on mine as an alternative. I bring his hand to my mouth, and kiss each of his knuckles softly. I start to trail my mouth up his arm, then hear the door open and shut loudly upstairs. I start to panic when Gerard grabs me by the shoulders, forcing me to look him in the eyes.
"Frank, it's only Mikey, calm down!"
I gather my senses, and realize that it's around the time I'd usually arrive home, so I release my tension. We head upstairs to say hi to him, and we all end up deciding to watch a scary movie together.
"So, Frank, what the hell happened today exactly? I'm assuming you know?"
Mikey stares at me, waiting for an answer, as I think of how to respond.
"Mikey. Don't."
Gerard is looking through the movies, and gives him a killer look.
"Sorry..."
"No, don't be. Gerard, come here,"
I decide Mikey should actually be informed of everything as well, just in case my father starts to ask more random people about me. Gee comes and sits next to me, and squeezes my hand reassuringly. I start to explain everything to Mikey, and he's emotionless the entire time. I finish, and it's almost disturbing how he's not reacting.
"I'm sorry, Frank... I'm so sorry you had to go through that..."
He looks like a lifeless corpse; pale, emotionless, and empty. I pull him into a hug, which is an instinct thanks to my mother. He hugs back tightly, as if he's trying to protect me by doing just that. He releases the embrace, and smiles at me. I smile back, and Gerard hits play for the movie. Mikey's distracted by his phone most of the time, and I'm leaning into Gee as he hugs my body lovingly.
"Hey, I hope you guys don't mind but I'm going to go over to Pete's house to help him out with homework, see ya later!"
Mikey jumps up and dashes out of the room faster than lightning, and it seems like he was blushing as well.
"That's Mikey's crush... He won't admit it, but I know he likes him in that way,"
I laugh, and try to get closer to Gerard, but it seems almost impossible. He kisses my forehead, and laughs.
"I don't think you'll have much success there darling,"
My tongue sticks out at him, and he scrunches up his nose to make a funny face that's adorable as hell.
"I wanna go out. On a date. With you."
Gerard furrows his eyebrows, then starts to smile.
"Okay... Where to?"
"No, I'll plan it. I want to see how well I know you,"
He giggles and blushes, and I kiss his cheek.
"Fuck... I need to go back to my house,"
"What? Why??"
He looks worried, so I grab his hand like he did to mine earlier.
"It'll be okay, Gee, I just need to grab some things then I'll be back, okay? Odds are my dad's out getting drunk by now, so I'll be fine."
"O-Okay, Frankie... Just please, be okay. I love you,"
He kisses me with an excruciating amount of love, and I give him the same. I stand up, but my hand is tugged back towards the bed.
"Gerard, please, I have to."
He frowns, and lets my hand go. I kiss him one last time, and head out.

It's quite cold out, but I'm neutral due to my rapid heartbeat. I'm a few houses away from my own, and I start to shake nervously. I've decided to climb my way up to my window and get in that way, since I've done it before and it's the safest way at the moment. I stop walking, and turn to face my home that I've both missed, yet never want to return to.
"Here goes nothing,"
I go around back and look through the windows. No one is downstairs, which is a good sign. I get to the part where the house comes out, containing the kitchen, and pull myself onto the roof, then onto a personally placed crate to push me up to my room's window.
"Unlocked, as usual,"
I push the frame upwards, allowing me to slide into the cold room. I quickly and quietly grab everything I need, which basically consists of clothes and other useful items. I was about to head out into the hallway when something pops into my head; I need money for the date.
I run back to my dresser, and grab my wallet, then go to my desk containing a stash of emergency money under the drawer. I silently crack the door open, and look around, seeing nothing and no one.
I never considered the fact my father could be staying in a hotel, but I'm beginning to considering the neatness of the place.
I slowly open the door to my mom's room, containing extra emergency cash and her favorite ring. She never takes it on her trips in worries of loosing it, so I'm taking it to make sure my asshole father doesn't.

I decide the downstairs has nothing useful, so I go back into my room and slip down and out the window, and to the backyard. Running now, hoping to get away from the place I called home, I cut down the side of the house, and run back to Gerard's safely.

He's sitting on the front porch waiting for me, biting his thumbnail. Once he notices me walking towards him, he jumps up and runs to hug me tightly.
"I love you I'm so happy you're okay baby,"
I smile, and hug him tighter.
"I love you too, now lets get inside before my ass freezes.

Notes

I was going to end this chap on a bad note but I actually understood my math work today so thought hEY HOW ABOUT EVERYONE SHOULD BE HAPPY! So there ya go guys :-)
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-Ava xx