Live-In Nanny Wanted! (Frerard)

Start of Tour

Gerard and I were currently cuddling on my bed while Mikey was being the real MVP and watching the girls so we could spend time together. So far, our relationship had been going well and no matter how scared I got, I was assured each time Gerard slipped his hand into mine.

"I'm going to miss you," he said. I smiled at how soft his voice sounded. I held him much closer.

"Yeah? Well, I'm going to miss you at least twice as much!" He giggled and immediately my heart soared like I was in a fucking Korean drama.

"You're silly," he whispered softly before looking up at me with big doe eyes. My features softened.

"You're beautiful." Before he could say any more, I caught his lips in a kiss, pressing my body against his fully. He hummed into the kiss, causing my cheeks to heat up. Slowly, Gerard crawled on top of me, lightly pinning my arms above my head causing my eyes to widen in the kiss.

"This is your last night here, Frankie. Think we could... maybe do something a little intimate?" He asked shyly, a huge blush on his cheeks. My heart raced. It would be my first time with a man. What would I even do? Was I a bottom or a top? What if he hurt me or, worse, I hurt him? What if I didn't do it right or I wasn't good enough and he's disappointed? Without even realizing, my breath quickened. I saw as Gerard's eyes filled with worry.

"We don't have to have sex, okay?" He said quickly. I pulled my arms down from under him and covered my face. I should be able to do this. I want Gerard; I need him, but I just... I don't want to disappoint him. I shook my head.

"No, I-I want to," I said, taking a deep breath. He gave me a reassuring smile.

"I'm sure you do, but you're not ready, Frankie and there's nothing wrong with that," he said softly, stroking my cheek with his thumb. My heart slowed down a bit and I was happy that he'd said that.

"So then... what are we going to do?" I asked. Gerard giggled and lightly rocked his hips against mine, causing me to gasp.

"This," he answered with that goddamn smirk of his. The way he moved his body against mine was pure bliss. Eventually, I got the courage to buck my hips up into him and the way he threw his head back and let out a low moan made my breath hitch. I did it again, over and over, wanting to get that same reaction. And each time he did it, the moans grew louder.

"Fuck, Frankie," he whimpered softly, staring down at me with half lidded eyes. "I'm so close," he panted quietly. The sentence itself made me moan and buck my hips into him faster and slightly harder, wishing so badly that our clothes weren't in the way. With a loud moan, Gerard's body froze and trembled above me, his back arching and his hands gripping my shirt tightly, the sight pushing me over the edge. I let out a groan, my hips still moving up into his as I spilled into my boxers. I definitely didn't want to leave him in the morning.

When I woke up, my lower half felt gross and dried, immediately causing me to get up. I looked back over at Gerard sleeping next to me still in his pajamas before pulling the blankets over him and heading into the restroom. The shower felt amazing and I felt so squeaky clean. I have a funny habit of rubbing my arm to see if I would actually squeak when getting out of the shower. I've been doing it for as long as I could remember. It made Jamia laugh all the time. Suddenly realizing today was the day I was leaving, I quickly washed and got out of the shower. After drying myself, getting dressed and brushing my teeth, I decided that maybe it would be best if I didn't wake Gerard or the girls. It would be too hard.

I moved my things quietly downstairs and put my things by the door. I thought about grabbing a bite but I was a little too nervous and decided it would be best not to if I didn't wanna puke up a storm. My stomach is funny like that.

I went to the guest room where we'd put the girls crib in for the night so Mikey could watch over them and lightly knocked on the door. With nothing but a snore answering, I slipped into the room quietly and crept over to the crib. I stared down at Cherry and Lily's sleeping faces and my eyes instantly watered. My breath shook and my heart was squeezed. I didn't want to leave them ever. But... I had to. I could already tell this trip was going to be miserable, and I wasn't looking forward to it. I thought about picking them up but in the end, I just decided to lightly stroke their cheeks. They smiled toothless smiles in their sleep and it was the cutest sight. I quickly took a picture before the smiles went away and sent it to Jamia.

"I'll miss you, girls. Daddy will be home before you know it," I whispered softly and blew them kisses before sneaking out of the room. The guys would be here soon and I needed to make sure I got on that van and played with them for the next few months. A few moments later, I got a text saying they were here and I opened the door and waved to them before bending down to pick up my things.

"You can't leave..." Gerard mumbled, pressing himself into my back. I'd already kissed the girls goodbye for now and grabbed my duffle bag and guitar case. I frowned, turning around to face him.

"I don't want to, Gee, but... this is my career. I want you and the girls to be taken care of and this is the option for now," I explained. He shook his head furiously.

"I'll work and sell more paintings!" He argued. I sighed softly.

"Take care of the girls while I'm gone. Remember to Skype Jamia every Wednesday night and send both of us pictures of the girls every chance you get," I said, not acknowledging what he'd just said. He let out a small whimper as I walked out the door. I paused, turning around to face him. "I love you," I said, giving him a sincere smile. His eyes widened and tears sprang to his eyes. I chuckled and kept walking to the van. I put my things in there and just before we got in, he yelled something out.

"I love you, too!" I blushed and smiled back at him before getting in the van and shutting the door. I watched him the entire way down the road until I couldn't see him. He stayed at the door.