My Way Home Is Through You (Frerard)

Chapter 24

"Daddy! Daddy!" Kyles voice came ringing through my ears, I heard running and quickening footsteps, before the bedroom door burst open, Kyle legging it through and over to the bed, my phone in his hand.

Groaning loudly, I glanced at the clock, groabing louder when I saw the time: 3:45 am, I sure hoped he had something important to say, I liked to be undisturbed in sleep and this was definitely a disturbance. Turning over onto my side, so my back was facing him, I clamped my pillow over my ear, mumbling something which even I was struggling to comprehend. Still whining my name and holding my phone in his hand, he shook me trying to get my attention, shouting in my ear, taking the covers from me, he really wanted my attention.

"Kyle! Its 4am!" I cried sitting up everntually, staring at him clearly unhappy.

"Its Uncle Mike, he said he needs you now." He shrugged holding out my phone to me, why the hell was Mikey ringing me in the middle of the night.

"Well tell him it'll have to wait I'm sleeping." I groaned turning Kyle around and nudging him towards the door, before flopping back onto the bed, I was tired and nobody was going to change that, I wanted my sleep, Mike certainly wasn't keeping me up.

"Daddy, he said you're going to want to wake the fuck up." He said innocently, clearly he was exactly repeating what Mike had said, but the language he used made me shoot up immediately staring at him.

"Kyle I never want to hear that again!" His eyes began to water as he nodded, he looked really scared, he shrunk in on himself holding my phone out to me and snuffling, trying really hard not to cry. Sighing and feeling really bad, as he was clearly just quoting Mike, I held my arms out gesturing for him to come and give me a hug, which he did sitting on my legs, his tears dampening my chest, "I'm sorry kiddo." I whsipered pecking his forehead lightly, "What does Mike want then?" I chuckled wiping away the single tear rolling down his cheek, he smiled weakly at me, shrugging but holding my phone out to me.

Taking my phone from him, I told him to go back to bed, as I stood up heading downstairs, rasing my phone to my ear. "Mike, hi how can I he-"

"You need to come to the hospital Frank, right now you and Ger-"

"Woah, woah, woah, calm down." I exclaimed, he was breathing heavily, like he had been running for miles, panting between every breath, his tone spiked with fear, it worried me slightly, but I didn't think about that, just about calming him down. "Right, explain very slowly what's going on Mike," I sighed, "Slowly and try to breath." I chuckled, he and Vic were very much the same, amazing people, kind and loveable, but easy to scare, like me I guess; good at over worrying.

"I-I don't know what's going on Frank, but you and Gerard need to come, need to be here." He exclaimed, I guess he was one of the people we didn't tell, although I was pretty sure we had told Hannah Gerard was going to Paris.

"Gerard's in Paris Mike." I chuckled slightly, I was getting a lot more worried now though, worried about what the hell was going on thatwant Gerard and I had to be at the hospital at four in the morning. Especially when Mike was fretting and panting and yet still had no idea what was going on, that was worrying, I was left simply to assume it was something to do with Hannah.

"Oh god, oh god Frank you have to come." He cried, here's eyes clearly watering as he spoke, "I don't know what's going on, you need to be here." He pleaded, with a deep sigh I agreed hanging up and finding myself some clothes, shoes and a jacket, slipping my phone into my pocket, I headed into Kyle's room.

Lucky for him and not surprisngly so, he was asleep again, lying peacefully, undisturbed and happy tucked up under his covers, I wished I was still asleep, this had better be good. Watching him for a minute or so, curled in on himself like a cat, his torso gently rising and falling as he breathed, his thumb in his mout and his rabbit tucked in between his chest and legs I smiled. Just like Gerard he was beautiful to watch sleep, peaceful, happy, with a tiny smile to his lips, his face relaxed and his hair falling messily on the pillow, he needed a hair cut actually come to think of it. As for Gerard, well he needed anythign and everything done to his hair, it was very long, the longest it had ever been and the colour, that was...weird, like a lemon, but lighter a plae yellow as the red had faded, we would have to do something about that.