After The Break Up

Chapter 9

Frank's P.O.V

I stared as Gerard walked out. All I want to do is be with him. Every second of the day and the night. I can't think straight when I'm near him. All I can do is stare at his perfect face. His perfect body. His perfect ass. I just want to fu...Wait. Shit. He's right. I have to concentrate during practice and band meetings. I can't let the guys down. And I am not giving up Gerard. No fucking way. It's taken fourteen years to get him. No way was I losing him now.

I head out the door Gerard had vanished through. He was sat on the floor with his head in his hands.

"Fuck off." He snaps. I freeze. What have I done?

"No. Not happening." He snaps. I frown. I open my mouth to ask what I've done but I don't get a chance.

"I don't give a fuck." He practically shouts. "She is not calling that arsehole dad. I'm her dad."

Huh? I'm lost. What's he talking about?

"I don't care if he's the fucking pope. He's not her dad." He lowers a hand then runs it through his hair. "Of course she's not going to call Frank, mum or dad. Why the fuck would he ask her to? He's not a selfish bastard like that bastard your with."

Okay. His eyes are open so he's not dreaming. So what?

"I will not calm the fuck down, Lyn-z. Bandit is my kid too. And I don't want her to call that bastard dad. Simple as. No discussion. End of conversation."

I frown. Then I notice the phone in his other hand as he stands up and throws it at a wall.

I walk over to him and pull him into my arms. He sighs as he rests his chin on my head, putting his arms around my neck to hug me back.

"You okay, baby?" I ask.

He sighs. "Not really. I'm so fucking pissed off." He moves his head so his cheek is resting on my head. "I hated upsetting you earlier, Frankie baby. I thought I'd gone too far and I'd lost you."

I pulled back to cup his face in my hands. His cheeks were wet. "Hey." I say as I wipe them away. "It's taken me fourteen years to get you. Your stuck with me for the rest of your life now."

He smiles down at me. "I hope so."

"I know so." I state then I plant a quick kiss on his lips. "I get what you were saying earlier. I'll do anything I can to keep my mind wondering over your hot bod during band time." I smirk. "It's gonna be hard." My smirk widens. "I'M gonna be hard. But as long as you promise to sort me afterwards, I'll control myself and concentrate." I put my hand out. "Deal?"

He grins back at me. "Deal." He shakes my hand then we seal the deal with a kiss.

"So what was the dragon pissing you off about?" I asked as we set off back to the guys. I was referring to Lyn-z of course.

Notes

Short filler. I would like to point out that I don't think Lyn-z is a dragon. Neither does Frank. He gets on well with her and she scares the shit out of me. Lol.xxx