A/N: Title of this chapter credits go to our dearest Franklin Iero bc of his album. Longer chapter this time guys, I swear.
Frank
I curl over the white porcelain bowl and spill my guts out, groaning quietly so I don't wake Gerard up. I sit back when I make sure that I'm done throwing up and start crying, I can't believe women go through this, it sucks. A lot.
Gerard walks into the bathroom and screams loudly, "Fuck Frankie, you scared me!" He yelps, clutching his bare chest. I look up at him through half lidded eyes and whimper softly, "Oh baby, I'm sorry. Come on, let's get you back in bed I'll get you some cold water and a warm rag." Gerard murmurs quietly and picks me up, his biceps flexing largely. How cliche of you, Frank.
When Gerard lays me on the bed I instantly shut my eyes, feeling really tired, "Gee I'm tired." I mumble, he chuckles and kisses my head, "Go to bed baby, I'll cover for you at work." He whispers against my hair, I whine, "But I wanna stay in bed and cuddle with you." I pout, he sighs, "Let me call Linds." He says before walking out.
"Bring me back some cake!" I whine, I hear him giggle and dial Lindsey's number. I sigh and roll over, tearing up and whimpering. Gerard returns and sets the plate down on my night stand and lays behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, "Baby, what's wrong?" He murmurs in my ear, "You're just so sweet to me and I lied to you and you deserve so much better than me, Gerard." I cry, burying my face into a pillow. He holds me closer, linking his fingers over mine, "Baby, I love you and only you, and if anything you deserve better than me. I don't care that you lied, we're okay now and that's all that matters." He whispers softly, kissing the shell of my ear.
I start crying harder and turn over, shoving my wet face into his chest, "What?" Gerard says quietly, "You're so fucking sweet!" I cry, gripping his shoulders tightly. I'm probably getting snot and tears all over his chest, oh god. "I'm sorry, I got snot on you.." I mumble, sniffling. He chuckles, "Through sickness and through health baby. It's okay." He chuckles softly and kisses my forehead.
We spend most of the day in bed. Me, Gerard, my food cravings and mood swings.
With a loud sigh I turn over, trying to get comfortable, "You okay?" Gerard asks, giggling, I whine. "Shut up, you cute fucker." I grumble, kicking the blankets off of me, he giggles louder, his little nose scrunching up and his eyes creasing. I can't help but smile at his adorable face and giggle, "Fuck, you're to cute Gerard." I sigh, he blushes and nudges his nose against my cheek, "I love you so much Frank." Gerard giggles, "I love you more, you adorable little shit." I say, grinning widely.
I yawn quietly and nuzzles his chin, shutting my eyes, "Night Gee bear." I murmur quietly, Gerard presses a sweet kiss to my forehead and pulls me into his arms, rubbing small circles onto my belly and singing softly in my ear.
Soon, I drift off to sleep.
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Gerard
My phone buzzes in my back pocket, slowly and reach my hand back and pull it out, reading the message, "Meet us in the garden. -M" I read from the screen. With a small nod I push my phone back into my pocket and wiggle my arms from Frank and slowly get up.
Frank whines, but stays asleep. I pull a shirt on and walk out, making sure the door is locked behind me. Quickly, I make my way to the garden just in case Frank wakes up. "Where's Frank?" Patrick asks when I arrive, "He fell asleep. The pregnancy is tiring him out." I say, everyone but Lindsey go wide eyed, "He's fucking pregnant?!" Mikey yells, I gulp.
"What the hell, but he's a guy!" Pete shrieks, I face palm, "I take it you told them I needed to tell them something?" I ask, turning to Lindsey, she nods, nuzzling Brendon's neck. "Gosh Gerard, I'm gonna be a damn uncle and you didn't tell me?" Mikey pouts, I frown, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you guys! I've been busy, okay? Frank... Has mood swings." I murmur, they all look behind me and gulp.
I turn around slowly, "Fucking mood swings?!" Frank screams, I flinch, "Baby, I didn't mean it like that!" I yelp taking a step forward, he shakes his head a storms off. "Great!" I whine, rubbing my face. "Why didn't anyone fucking say something?!" I yell before turning around and walking off.
Frank
Hot tears stream down my cheeks as I walk through the pool area, I chew my lip so I don't let a sob slip. Kids run by me, laughing and giggling. Couple lay out watching them, some telling them it's time to go. I cover my mouth as a cry manages to slip out, so I take off running, "Frank, wait!" I hear Gerard's angelic, but stupid voice yell.
Finally I make it to my room, slamming the door shut. Gerard bangs on it, "Frankie, please I'm sorry!" He yells, desperation clear in his voice. I know he's right about the mood swings, it's because of the pregnancy but I just can't help but be upset, then eventually I'll be pissed, then I'll forgive him. But for now, I'm going to eat every ounce of food I can find in my room and cry.
Gerard
After a complete hour of knocking on Frank's door I eventually give up and decide to go back to my room and drink.
Something I thought I'd never turn back to.
I lock my door and set down the three cases of beer I bought, and the bottle of wine by my bed. I make myself comfortable on my bed and open the wine, taking a small sip, gagging. Then I guzzle at least a third of the bottle and burp, chuckling a sad chuckle.
"I wanna wake up drunk on the right side of the wrong bed, and never an excuse I made up tell you the truth I hate what didn't kill me it never made me stronger at all. So now I maybe lean back there I'm sat here wishing I was sober I know I'll never hold you like I used to. " I sing after the rest of the bottle of whine and three whole beers. I giggle softly.
"Love will scar your make-up, lip sticks to me so now I maybe lean back there I'm sat here wishing I was sober I know I'll never hold you like I used to." I sing loudly with the lyrics that flow from my phone.
I crack open another beer and down it, some of the foul liquid slipping onto my shirt, I laugh and toss the can over my shoulder, stumbling around, not quite drunk, but tipsy. "But a house gets cold when you cut the heating without you to hold I'll be freezing. Can't rely on my heart to beat in 'cause you take parts of it every evening take words out of my mouth just from breathing replace with phrases like when you're leaving me." I sing awfully with the music.
"Should I, should I? Maybe I'll get drunk again. I'll be drunk again, I'll be drunk again. To feel a little love." I sing softly before downing two more cans, "I wanna hold your heart in both hands, not watch it fizzle at the bottom of a Coke can. And I got no plans for the weekend, so should we speak then, keep it between friends though I know you'll never love me like you used to." I sing a little softer.
About two cases later I feel like I'm gonna throw my entire stomach up, but I manage to keep it all down. I slide the third case onto the bed and open it, drinking another beer, humming along with the music that's been playing for at least, three hours? I don't know. I forget.
"Why did I even decide to drink?" I ask myself, "I don't know, I forgot." I giggle, answering my own question. I pick my pillow up and sway with it softly, "I'm gonna pick up the pieces, and build a lego house when things go wrong we can knock it down." I sing softly, my eyes slowly shutting. "My three words have two meanings, there's one thing on my mind. It's all for you." I sing, drinking another beer, half of it falling onto the pillow.
Then, I pass out.
A/N: Lyrics are Ed Sheeran's songs, Drunk and Lego House. I feel like they go perfect with this chapter. I'm gonna go ahead and start working on another chapter tonight! Btw I posted a gif of Gerard in his drunk state and im crying but sorry if it doesnt post. -rchlxo
