I woke up the next morning. I had finished the rest of the album. It was noon. Frank was laying his head in my lap. He was fidgeting a lot.
"Frankie? You okay?" I said, not too loud.
His eyes fluttered open.
"Y-yeah," he responded, tiredly.
"I stayed up really late last night, finishing the album," I responded, smiling brightly.
He smiled an exhausted smile.
"Go..." He yawned. "Good."
Frank lifted his head, stood up, and walked over to his phone. He dialed a number.
"Hey Rob... Good. How 'bout you?... Gerard finished the album... Of course... Why do you think not?... What do you mean you hate his songs?... Well, he finished, just like you said... Bye." He hung up the phone.
"So?" I said to him.
He sat next to me and wrapped his arms around me. I hugged him back. He buried his head into the crook of my neck.
"I love you," he muttered, his voice muffled.
"I love you, too," I responded, honestly.
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Mikey and Ray walked in on Frank and I putting together the lyrics with his guitar for the song I had written for the new album, Burn Bright.
"Hey!" Frank said, enthusiastically.
"Sounds pretty good!" Mikey responds, nodding his head.
I saw Ray brush his hand across the back of Mikey's. Mikey laced his fringes with Ray's.
"Um ca-can we tell you something... In private Gerard?" Mikey stuttered, nervously.
"Of course!" I responded, trying my best to not make it anxious that I saw them holding hands.
Frank was looking down at his guitar, quickly moving his fingers across the neck. We were all staring at him. I cleared my throat. His head jerked up and his honey-hazel eyes met mine.
He looked genuinely confused.
"Can you go out of the room, please? Mikey and Ray wanna tell me something in private." I smiled a small, crooked smile.
"Oh yeah, yeah. Of course." Frank stood up immediately, leaning his guitar on the wall.
He quickly walked out of the room, looking at his feet. Mikey and Ray weren't holding hands anymore. Mikey and Ray's faces looked worried.
"Okay so... What did you wanna tell me?" I asked, looking at them questionably. There shared a quick glance of each others faces.
"We're... Uh..." Mikey couldn't seem to finish his sentence, so Ray did for him.
"Together." Ray had said it so quickly and nervously, staring at his feet.
I formed a giant grin on my face.
"Oh my god! I'm so happy for you guys!" I couldn't stop smiling. I was ecstatic.
Apparently, my smile was contagious. After just seconds, Mikey and Ray had giant grind on their faces, too.
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A/N
Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I was being a lazy piece of trash and then school started so...
I got my brothers old FOB sweatshirt and it's so big and comfy. I love it so fricken much. YEY.
I don't rly know what to write about next ://////
I'm just bored out of my mind.
-Evie
