Where's your heart?

The next morning I wake up to hands roughly grabbing and shaking me and when my eyes snap open I see Mikey leaning over me, his face pulled into a frown. "Thank fucking God, I've been trying to call you for the last two hours" he snaps, his expression softening as I groan and bring my hand up to clutch at my forehead, my brain feeling like it's being crushed. "Come on, you need to get up and shower. Your lover boy left you a present too." I frown as I force myself to sit up, swinging my legs off the side of the bed and I notice a bottle of painkillers and a glass of water sitting on the beside table with a piece of paper propped up against them, writing scrawled on it that my eyes won't focus on so as I reach out and pick it up I bring my other hand up to rub at my eyes, blinking a few times to try and clear them. 'I hope these help, feel better and I'll talk to you soon - Frank' is written on the paper and I smile to myself as I sit the note aside and reach for the bottle, shaking three pills into my hand before downing them with the entire glass of water.

After my shower I feel a lot better, the pills Frank left out for me kicking in and as I make my way into the kitchen I smell pancakes being cooked, Mikey and Pete standing at the stove cooking and I walk over and plaster myself to Mikey's back, my arms wrapping around his waist as I say "You're my favourite brother." "I'm your only brother, idiot" he replies, one hand coming down to gently pat my arm and I chuckle as I pull away and take a seat at the table, grabbing the pot of coffee sitting there and pouring myself a cup, groaning in contentment as I take the first sip. "So what happened last night?" Mikey asks after he and Pete join me at the table, a huge plate of pancakes sat in the middle and we all grab one and start eating as I say "I don't really remember everything." "What happened with the girl at the club?" Mikey presses, my face flushing red as I remember her on her knees, the blowjob probably one of the worst I've ever received thinking back on it and just as I open my mouth to respond the doorbell rings and I push myself back from the table, wandering out of the kitchen to go answer it. When I reach the front door I let out a yawn as I open it, finding Frank standing on the porch and I bite my bottom lip as I step out, coming to stand right infront of him and Frank reaches out to gently run his fingers through my still damp hair. "How are you feeling?" He asks softly and I smile as I push into his touch and say "Better now I've had some painkillers. Thank you by the way, I don't really remember a lot but I know you took care of me so...." "It's no problem, I was happy to make sure you got home safe." "Do you want to come in? Mikey made pancakes and...." "Actually I have stuff I need to do I just wanted to call in and make sure you were alright" he tells me and I force the smile to stay on my face as I say "Oh ok well thanks." Frank smiles back at me before stepping forward and giving me a quick hug, pausing to peck my forehead again before he steps back and separates us, turning and walking towards the steps before stopping to say "I'll call you." I nod, not knowing what to say and once Frank is gone I go back inside, sinking heavily into my chair in the kitchen and Mikey stops eating to ask "What's wrong?" I tell him and Pete what just happened and when I'm done I ask "I fucked everything up last night didn't I?" My bottom lip quivering and Pete reaches out across the table to squeeze my hand. "I don't know Gee, I wouldn't think so but....did something happen after we left?" I try to think back but the end of the night is fuzzy and I shake my head as I say "I don't know, oh my god," slumping forward until my forehead is resting against the tabletop. I hear a light scraping noise right before warm hands touch my arm and when I sit back up Mikey wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his chest and I slump against him, feeling really upset. "Gee, he came just to see if you were alright. I really don't think he would bother if he wasn't interested in you" he tells me and I nod, remaining silent and after a few seconds he lets me go and takes his seat beside Pete again, the rest of our meal passing in almost silence.

Later that night I'm laying on the couch flipping channels when I hear my phone start ringing so I drag myself up off the couch, stumbling into the kitchen to grab it off the bench and I see Franks name flashing on the screen, my face breaking into a smile as I answer the call. "Hey Gerard I'm on my way to the movies with some friends and I was wondering if you'd like to join us?" Frank asks once I've answered and I feel my smile widen as I say "Yeah sure sounds like fun." "Great well we're meeting in about an hour" he tells me, telling me which theatre and after we hang up I drop my phone back on the bench and run into the bedroom, picking out an outfit before hurrying across to the bathroom and starting the shower, checking the time before I get in, knowing that theatre is about a fifteen minute walk away and not wanting to be late. Twenty minutes later I am almost ready to go, still having twenty five minutes until I need to be there and I am just about to pull on shoes when I hear the doorbell, turning and leaving my bedroom to go answer it and when I open the door I see Frank standing there dressed similarly to me, wearing jeans and a band tee under his leather jacket and I smile to myself as I mentally high five myself for my wardrobe choice for a change. "Hey" I say softly, Frank meeting my eyes as he says hi back and I step aside to let him inside. "I know I'm a little early but the theatre isn't too far from here and I kinda wanted to talk to you before we get there." "Oh" I breathe out, my stomach clenching and my chest going tight as Frank turns to look at me, his expression unreadable before he reaches out and grips my hips, stepping closer so I can feel the heat radiating from his body. "I'm sorry about this morning, I know it probably seemed rude and..." "It's fine, I'm really sorry about last night, I don't usually get that drunk and..." "It was cute" Frank interrupts me to say and I feel my face flush hot as Frank chuckles to himself, his face slowly inching closer to mine, my eyes slipping closed as I lean in to meet him, our lips slowly moving together as the taste of Franks cigarettes invade my mouth, his hands sliding around to pull me closer.

Fifteen minutes later Frank and I are walking towards the theatre, our hands linked between our bodies and I dart my tongue out to swipe over my still tingling, slightly swollen lips, Frank and I barely having left my house on time too caught up in kissing and as we keep walking I get the feeling of being watched, turning my head to see Frank staring at me. "What?" I ask, feeling self conscious as I wonder what's wrong with me that he's staring at and Franks face breaks into a massive smile as he says "Nothing, you just look really good that's all." I turn my gaze back infront of me as I drop my head, looking at my feet as I feel my face flush again and I wish I didn't blush so much as I hear Frank chuckle to himself, his hand gently squeezing mine. A few minutes later we make it to the theatre and I see Nicole standing with another girl and a few guys I vaguely recall from the show Frank played and as we get closer they all say hi, Frank introducing me around before we go inside and get tickets, the movie still ten minutes away from starting so we stand around in the lobby making small talk and I notice everyone else acting like couples, Nicole and one of the guys holding hands and another guy has his arm around one of the other guys and it suddenly dawns on me that this is a huge double date situation, my heart rate picking up as Franks hand slips into mine again, his body moving closer to mine.

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