Gerard
"Gerard, I'm not letting you work." Lindsey quips, I groan. "Why not?!" She runs a hand through her hair, "Because of your injury!" She cries, "Come on, we went over this in the hospital, Gee." Frank says grabbing my hand with his right one.
I sigh and run my free hand through my red hair, "Well, then what the hell am I supposed to do?" I ask knitting my eyebrows together, "You could help us inside with the kids?" Lindsey suggests, I scoff, "Children?" I ask seriously, Lindsey nods, "Oh lighten up, Gerard! It'll be fun." Frank says.
I sigh and nod, "Fine, only because I don't wanna be left alone in my room the whole two weeks." I grumble, Frank squeals and hugs me, "Oh my gosh, this is gonna be great baby!" He giggles, I chuckle a little and shrug, hugging him back. "I love you." I mumble, "I love you the most." He smirks, I laugh, "Sure you do." I say.
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"Ready for our first day of work together?" Lindsey grins clutching her clip board. I nod and sip at my coffee, still half asleep. Bob and Patrick open the doors and kids flow in like a river, a loud, messy, screaming river. "Oh my god." I mumble rubbing my temples, a kid runs up to me.
"Hey mister, why do you have bandages on your head?" A little girl asks, I smile down at her, "Someone pushed me over and bashed my head into the concrete by the pool." I reply, her eyes go wide and watery. "Wh-why?" She asks, her bottom lip jutting out and quivering. "I don't know sweetie." I say frowning.
The little girl's lip moves out further and she hugs my leg, I look up at Frank and Lindsey with watery eyes and a smile, crouch down and hug the little girl properly. "What's your name?" She asks, "Gerard, what's yours?" I ask with a polite smile, "Krista!" Krista grins, I giggle. "That's a very pretty name, Krista." I compliment, she blushes and smiles.
"Gerard, can you come here please?" Patrick asks me, I stand up and nod, patting Krista's head before walking over to Patrick, "What's up?" I ask, he looks down, "I need help with snack." He chuckles, I laugh, "Okay, what are we having?" I ask, he shrugs.
"Well, how about we have animal crackers and juice?" I suggest, Patrick nods. I help him set up little paper plates and place the animal shaped crackers on them and grab a case of Hugs. "Snack time!" Patrick yells with a grin, setting plates down at small tables for the kids.
(A/N:) Short update, but I felt bad for making you guys wait ;-; ily all -Rchlxo
