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I Got A Girlfriend (Frank)

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Author: robinrunsfiction (on ao3)

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"We're here backstage on the Warped Tour with My Chemical Romance. We've been talking to all the biggest bands this summer about what it's like to be on such a massive tour," the interviewer rambled on and you started to space out. Every stop on the tour was basically the same; the interviewers asked the same questions, rarely ever addressed to you, then it was a hurry up and wait situation before you went on stage, followed by packing up, going to see some other bands play if time permits, then crashing back onto your bunk to roll out to another town to do it all again the next day. All this was punctuated by oppressive heat, sunburns, smelly dudes, and stale beer. You really wouldn't trade the experience for any other though.

You were pulled back to reality by Frank bumping his knee against yours. You glanced up at him and he was smiling at you. You smiled back at Frank, as Gerard answered the interviewer's question. You enjoyed spending time with all of your bandmates, but Frank was something else. You'd developed a crush on him pretty soon after meeting him when you joined the band, but you had always tried to keep it under wraps, not looking to disrupt the dynamic of the band. That was until a couple weeks ago.

You hadn't been on the tour long before you had a day off and a large party was thrown for all the bands. You had a drink in hand as you sat back against a tree and enjoyed the cool early summer night air. You watched Mikey off in the distance talking to Fall Out Boy with Ray, Gerard opting to stay back in the bus to work on some comic idea he had come up with. That's when Frank dropped down next to you.

"Sup (YN)?" He asked with a dopey smile.

"Not much," you laughed. "How much have you had to drink already?"

"A few, no big deal," he grinned. "Are you havin fun?"
"Yea, but probably not as much as you."

"I'm havin the most fun now," he said emphatically.

"Why's that?" you asked, furrowing your brow.

"Because I'm talkin to you," he said, leaning against you.

"I like talking to you too," you replied as you leaned your head against his.

You sat in a comfortable silence, glad that Frank couldn't hear how your heart was hammering in your chest due to the close contact. Then you felt his eyes on you and you glanced down.

"(YN) you're really cute," Frank said, his eyes wide and soft, and you couldn't help but laugh.

"You must be drunk, I think you should be cut off," you said taking his cup away from him.

"Nah," he said sitting up. "I'm just buzzed enough to be honest. You're the prettiest girl on this tour," he said, his face turning serious.

"Frank," you started, brows knitted together in confusion, as you were not sure of what to make of this confession.

"Sorry," he said shaking his head.

"No, that's not what I mean," you said, glancing down. You decided that if he was being honest with you, you may as well be honest too, especially if there was a chance he wouldn't remember in the morning. "I think you're really cute too."

When you glanced up, he was grinning at you, lip ring glinting in the light of the bonfire. "Really?"

"Yea," you laughed softly. "I like you."

Before you could fully register what was happening, Frank's lips were on yours. The cool metal of his lip ring juxtaposed against the heat of his lips. Even though he took you by surprise, it was even better than you expected. Frank reached up and placed his hand against the side of your neck as he deepened the kiss, your tongues moving against each other. You could have stayed forever under that tree making out with Frank, but eventually when you pulled back, Frank was again giving you the same soft eyes, and biting his lip.

"Uh, if I wasn't clear, I totally like you too," he laughed.

From that night on, you and Frank were sneaking away to make out whenever you could. On the bus after everyone else had retired to their own bunks, you would sneak into his. At parties, or while waiting for shows to start, you and Frank were always near each other. "What about significant others? Got anyone back home that you try to keep in touch with?" the interviewer asked, grabbing your attention.

"I'm not seeing anyone," Gerard said.

"Yea, me neither," Ray shrugged.

"Frank, what about you?" The interviewer asked.

Frank paused for a second and smiled. "Yea, umm, I've got a girlfriend," he laughed nervously. You tried to meet his line of sight, but he wouldn't look your way. That's when you were struck by an awful thought, was he seeing back home? Were you just a road hookup to help pass the time over the summer? You were getting all tangled up in your feelings, when maybe his weren't anything more than lust.

"Mikey? (YN)? Anything to add?" The interviewer asked. You shook your head and Mikey just laughed off the question. Whatever the last few questions were, you never heard as you were mentally a mile away.

When the interviewer left, you waited a moment before making a beeline for the bus, just to get away from everyone. You heard Frank calling after you but you didn't slow down. You threw yourself on to your bunk and drew the curtains shut as tears started to fall. Then you heard footsteps outside the bunks.

"(YN), are you ok?" Frank asked.

"Go away," you snapped.

"What is wrong?" he asked more sternly.

You pulled back the curtain and glared up at him. "You've been leading me on for weeks! I thought you had feelings for me, but come to find out you have some other girlfriend."

Frank looked stunned for a moment, and then hurt. "When I said I had a girlfriend, I meant you. I thought you'd realize that's what I meant."

Now it was your turn to be stunned. "Oh fuck Frank," you murmured. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know, we never talked about it and the way the question was worded, so I didn't..." you trailed off, a fresh wave of tears forming.

"I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have just said that," he said, sitting down next to you, brushing away a tear and pulling you close in a hug. "But I really do wanna be your boyfriend."

You smiled at him when you pulled back. "I want you to be my boyfriend."

He leaned in and kissed you sweetly, caressing your cheek as you ran your hands through his hair.

"Told you!" You heard Mikey announce and you pulled back. "Pay up!" He said holding his hand out to Ray.

"Seriously? You two?" Ray said with annoyance as he pulled out his wallet and handed Mikey $20. "I should have known since (YN)'s the only drummer whose kit he hasn't destroyed."

"Leave me and my girlfriend alone," Frank snapped and then grinned back at you. "Wanna go take a nap before our set?"

You nodded and followed him into his bunk, glad to finally not be sneaking around and officially be Frank's girl.