So they had a little scare. Luckily when they read up on it, it said that she just had to take the next pill on the same day, and to use condoms for 7 days afterwards. Harry was completely calm and supportive.
"Why are you not freaking out?" Frankie said while almost hyperventilating.
He shrugged. "Would it be so bad if you..." He didn't finish his sentence because of the look Frankie had on her face. One of utter fear. He hugged her and kissed the top of her head. "It'll be okay, love. It was one pill. No harm done, you've taken it now, and we'll be safe from now on."
That was a week ago, and Frankie had settled down again. She had been freaked out for the first couple of days, sure that she was pregnant and that she had ruined Harry's career and that everything was going to blow up in her face. Harry was not freaking out at all, he just calmed her and supported her. There was no 'what if' or 'we're screwed'. He was just calm.
Christmas was not far away, and Harry had the Capital Jingle Ball performance coming up. Frankie was going to join him with her friends. He would be singing songs from his new album, and he was spending time rehearsing with his band. They were also beginning to work on material for the tour. The plan was to start out in Europe in May. That meant Frankie was going to start her new job in the accounting team after New Years Eve.
Harry was contemplating what to wear for The Jingle Ball. Frankie suggested he performed in a Santa suit and he rolled her eyes at her.
"It could be like a glittery, sexy Santa jumpsuit," she giggled and ducked as Harry threw a pillow after her.
"I'm not going to dress up as Santa anytime soon," he laughed and went about his business.
"But how on earth will we know, if I've been naughty or nice then?" Frankie called after him as he left the room.
"I don't need a Santa suit to tell you that you have been naughty," he called back. "And you don't need an excuse to sit on my lap, Frankie."
Frankie scoffed and made an edit of Harry as Santa on Snapchat. She sent it to him, and shortly after he came running towards the room she was in, and she was too slow to hide before he grabbed her and kissed her.
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Abi, Mirah and Gina joined Frankie at the Jingle Ball. They were all super excited and went around and introduced themselves to celebrities. Frankie stayed with Harry most of the time, but went out to see a couple of performances with her friends. She was recognized most of the places she went, so she said "Hi" and "Hello" and answered a couple of questions from curious, but kind fans, who were excited to see Harry on stage again.
She joined a couple of group photos with sweet fans, who seemed genuine and nice. She saw people took pictures of her without asking her permission, but she was trying not to let it bother her. If they wanted awkward photos of her, they were welcome to have them.
Harry sent her a text from his dressing room.
'What are we doing for Christmas?'
Frankie hadn't even thought about that. She always went home to mum and dad. This would be their first Christmas without dad. She hadn't spoken to mum about how they would do Christmas from now on. She found a quiet spot backstage, so she could call mum.
It went through quite a few signals before mum picked up.
"Hello?" She chimed as she picked up her phone. She sounded well, which made Frankie happy.
"Mum, it's Frankie," she said cheerfully, even though the thought of christmas without dad had touched a sore spot in her and the melancholy crept in on her.
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Hunger
FanfictionFrankie Evans, 29, lives a very simple life in a suburb to London. She goes to work, pays her bills and sees her friends. She considers herself the frumpy one of the friend group, never the one to catch anyone's attention. Frankie has issues - she k...