I'd Rather Not Miss Out On Us

*Franks POV*
My worst fears came alive the next day. And yet another reason I hate LA. I get recognized so much easier here. And I did yesterday. In the grocery store. Holding Jess’s hand. I don’t care if people know, people were going to eventually find out, but the fans who took these pictures also recognized Jess, and posted these online. Everywhere. Jess and I woke up with notifications after notifications from twitter, Instagram, and Tumblr. Some of it was harmless. Some being actually pretty positive. Things like:
“Awhh, Frankie is happy with someone again! I was so worried about him.”
Or
“yall are so cute. Don’t let people bother you.”
But some things were bad.
“that’s pedophilia. Fucking sick people.”
Or
“I knew there had to be a reason why F and J split. I hope you’re happy, bitch.”
I didn’t know rather or not to panic. Jess was perfectly fine. Like she knew this would happen.
“Baby, it’s okay. This will be over soon enough.” She told me as she pushed my hair behind my ear and gently rubbed her thumb over my cheek.
“I’m so sorry you’re going through this,” I pulled her closer and got comfortable before continuing. “Even if it’s just spam, and you can ignore it, some of those are really fucking awful.”
“Yeah, I’ve never been called a cunt so many times in one day.” Jess laughs. I frown.
“This isn’t funny.” She kisses me, but the kiss in intense. She holds herself to me, asking for permission to slide her tongue down my throat, which I grant. We make out heatedly for a minute before her hands go down to my boxers.
“Baby, no.” I pull away. “I’m sorry, I’m not really in the mood.”
I expect her eyes to be sad, but when she looks up at me they’re fine. “Okay. Then plan b. Let’s watch Harry Potter.”
“Wait, Plan? Plan for what?”
“Frank, I’m perfectly fine. I’ve been preparing myself for this. Plan B of getting your mind off of it.”
“Well now I wish I was in the mood.” I chuckle out. Jess laughs, too.
“You know what, you just need to sleep, Frankie. This is Dalton’s last day in town, and I’m going to go spend some time him and B. When you wake up and hopefully feel better, if you want to join us, you’re welcome too.”
Fuck, she’s mad at me. I hear breathe hitch, and I know my eyes are filled with hurt. Fuck.
She cups both sides of my face, and she looks me in the eye with a slight smile.
“Frankie, I’m not mad at you. I promise. I was planning on seeing Dalton today anyways and I think you need some time to yourself to just think, okay?” She kisses me gently and my body relaxes.
“Okay,” I kiss her again. “Do you need a ride?”
“No, Dalton can come get me. I’m gonna get a shower and get ready. Sleep, or atleast rest, okay?”
I give her a small smile that she returns it with a short kiss. When I hear her close the bathroom, I lay my head down. Jess is right, I’m freaking out. I need to calm down. I’m asleep before she gets out of the shower.

Notes

Short little update for you guys.
Updates might be shorter cause i'm not sure where i wanna take this story, but i don't think i'm gonna be up for a sequal, so i need to really makes sure this has a satisfying ending. I wanna try some frerard when i finish this.
anyways, thanks for reading.
stay lovely!