Frank Iero x Reader: New

Chapter 5

I unlock the door to my house with my key. I walk in and Frank follows. I go to the living room and sit on the couch. Frank sits next to me. I draw my knees to my chest and Frank puts my clothes on the space next to him.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Frank asks. I nod. "Why is that shirt so important to you?" I take a deep breath because I really need to right now.

"My mom died four years ago," I say. "The band on it was her favorite. She bought this shirt for me at the last concert we went to." Frank gasped. "I'm sorry. I didn't know. I'm so sorry I asked-"

"It's okay," I say putting up my hand. "I want to talk about it." Frank nods and I continue. "My dad and I have been sad ever since her death. The reason I moved here was because of it," I say. "My mom was a doctor, and she brought in a lot of money. But she was also very frugal. She put all the money we didn't need in savings, and we lived in a good, normal, neighborhood. Not rich, not poor. Not dangerous. Not exceptional."

"After she died, my dad used a lot of the money so we could still live in that house. He stopped using it because we didn't have a lot left, and then we moved here. My dad has a job, but it doesn't pay a lot," I say.

"After my mom died, I was really depressed. But my dad got me a really good therapist. But after a while, we couldn't afford therapy for me anymore," I say. "And now..." I started to choke on my words. I bit my lip because if I didn't I would start crying. Then I couldn't hold it in anymore. Tears rolled down my face. I put my face in my hands. I'm extremely sensitive, and I hate it. I don't usually cry in front of people, though. I try to keep it inside.

Frank put his arms around me. "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have asked. Talking about it makes you sad," Frank says. "I don't want you to be sad. I want you to be happy." I feel uncomfortable crying in front of people, but with Frank...I don't feel like that. I didn't know what to say. Frank is treating me too kindly.

Then I remembered our kiss.

I put my arms around Frank too. I cried into his shoulder, and he patted my back, whispering soothing words into my ear. He put a tissue on my nose and I blew. He blotted my tears with his thumb.

He tilted my chin up and looked into my (e/c) eyes, and I looked into his beautiful eyes. He kissed me for the second time today, and I hold him tight as he slides his soft lips against mine. He parts my lips with his tongue and rolls it around the inside of my mouth. I gasp because I wasn't expecting this, but I try to keep up with Frank.

Frank's P.O.V.

I don't think I'm good enough for (Y/N).

Her lips are so soft.

She's so pretty.

I want herrrrrr..... I want to help her get better. I want to protect her from the people at school. I just want to give her everything I have, and I want everything from her, too. And I'm starting to run out of oxygen, I should probably stop kissing her now...

I pull away from our kiss and kiss her neck instead. She giggles a little. "Frank! Frank, stop. I'm ticklish there," She says in between giggles. That makes me nibble at her neck. "Fra-Frank! Stop!" (Y/N) yells, giggling. "You-you're teasing me!" I suck on her neck, leaving hickeys in places her dad won't see. She moans a little, which really turns me on, but she mostly giggles.

I pull away, and ask (Y/N),"Will you be my girlfriend?"

Your P.O.V.

"Yes," I say, slightly out of breath. Frank pulls me in for a hug. "(Y/N)..." Frank says. "Yes?"

"If I miss school, the school will call my mom." I pull away from his hug. "Okay. Go," I say, giving Frank a weak smile, but it's the best I can do. I want him to stay here with me, but he has to go. "Please don't tell the others what happened. Tell them I was sick and you walked me home."