The Babysitter (frerard)

Chapter 27: The One That Got Away

A/N: this isn't much, but I hope you enjoy this chapter :) ~A

Gerard's POV:

I was hanging with Lindsey, still at the same hotel. It seemed as if the staff were getting annoyed by us, at least I think so. I don't really know what's going on inside their head, but I hope they aren't irritated by us.

"Have you talked to Frank yet?" Lindsey asked as she sat on my bed from my hotel room.

"No, ever since he left, he hasn't called," I replied, sighing afterwards while I looked around, avoiding her contact because honestly, I don't know what to think about Frank. What if he went back to Jamia? It's obvious he would, I mean, I look terrible compared to Jamia. "I just hope he'll call me. Well, he will, I-I know he will. He wouldn't just leave after morning and not call...right?"

"Gerard, you're thinking too much again," Lindsey said, frowning as she leaned forward and kissed my cheek in a comforting way. "Don't worry, Frank will call you. I can see the way he looks at you, he wouldn't just ditch you and go off with someone else."

"Wait, what do you mean by that? W-Why would you say 'go off with someone else'? Frank could probably be out drinking or something, b-but why was that your first choice; by 'going off with-"

"Gerard! You need to calm your tits," Lindsey said, interrupting me as she squeezes my shoulder. It was definitely a way from talking further and worrying myself about Frank. I don't think it was Frank that got me worried though. Maybe it was just if he still wanted to be with me; it's possible that Frank might've changed his mind and went off with a girl instead.

"What if he did leave me?!" I panicked, breathing heavily as my eyes widened with shock. My eyes watered before a tear escaped and I looked at Lindsey who just sat up properly, taking both of my hands with hers.

"Gerard, breath. I need you to breath," she said calmly. It was very soothing - her voice. Her voice was calm and relaxing while I was just breathing heavily, my lungs feeling like it was closing up. I squeezed her hands and followed Lindsey's breathing; she was taking deep, long breaths as she went slow while I mocked her paces. When I knew I was calm, Lindsey looked at me dead in the eye, saying, "go to sleep. Take a nap and-and just relax your mind, Gerard. I need you to sleep on it, alright?"

I nodded, knowing my word won't function if I tried to speak.

Lindsey smiled softly and laid me back on the bed. I was already wearing my pajamas since I didn't bother changing all day, and fell asleep instantly when I felt the warm, comfortable mattress below my back.

It was morning by the time I woke up, and I woke up to my phone ringing with the annoyingly sound. I groaned in annoyance before I reached over, grabbing my phone as I pressed the small button on the top to turn it on. I saw that it was Frank calling as I quickly answered, sitting up against the headboard to hear him properly.

"Hey, Gee," Frank said.

"Hi, Frankie," I whispered, not having the full energy into speaking. After having the worst sleep I've had because of worrying about Frank, I still felt exhausted from yesterday.

"It's a beautiful morning, isn't it?" he asked and I agreed with him. "Why don't we go out today? Just the two of us..."

"R-Really?" I asked, my eyebrows raised from the sudden change. Frank and I don't usually go out, well we have, but that was when we were friends. Now, it was...different. It's because Frank and I are an item; together; boyfriends; or dating - whatever is the proper term of two people being together. "Okay, when will you be picking me up?"