Their Hearts Don't Beat Like Ours (Frank Iero Fanfiction)

Chapter Five - I Always Held My Doubts So Close to My Heart

Warnings: Self Harm & mentions of PTSD

It's been two days since Frank's show and I'm in my apartment listening to Frank's album Barriers on my phone. It's really good and Frank can really sing. Well, of course I already know he can but he still sounds like an angel. I hear a faint knock on my front door and I furrow my eyebrows. Who the fuck is knocking at like eleven pm? I turn the music down then walk to the front door and open it to see Frank.

"Hey Princess." He slurs. Fuck he is drunk.

"What are you doing here Frank and are you drunk?" I ask. He smiles at me then nods. I sigh and open the door wider then help Frank walk to the couch.

"Ooo inviting me in Princess?" He asks then drunkenly giggles. I shake my head and walk to my kitchen. Hopefully a coffee will sober him up a bit.

I lean on the side and sigh. Why is he here when he should be with Evan, Gerard, Mikey, and Ray? I guess I could always message Gerard.

Beckyxo: Hey Gee. Erm... Frank is at mine and he is seriously drunk. Can you come and get him?

Geexoxo: We wondered where he wandered off to. We will be there in about half an hour.

Beckyxo: Thank you Gee. I'm going to make him a coffee to try and sober him up a bit.

Geexoxo: Alright sugar and see you soon. Also make sure Frank stays awake.

Beckyxo: Will do Gee and see you soon

I sigh then get out two cups and make coffee then go back into the living room. The moment I see Frank my face heats up because he has his t-shirt off and I can see all the tattoos he has on his back.

"Hey Frank. Erm... here is a coffee for you." I say putting both cups onto coasters on my glass coffee table. He turns around and smiles then sits next to me then he picks up his coffee and hums as he takes a sip.

"This is the best damn coffee I have ever had in my whole life." He slurs then giggles again. He looks into my eyes and smirks then leans forward so his lips are an inch away from mine.

"Can I erm... can I kiss you?" He asks barely above a whisper. I shake my head and move away from him.

"Not while you are drunk Frank." I say then I see his face drop and he looks down at his hands then I hear him sniffle.

"I get it. You like Gerard." He says. What? Why does he think that?

"Frank I don't like Gerard like that. Fucking hell I'm your girlfriend and I wouldn't have accepted you asking me if I liked Gerard. I just don't want to kiss you while you are drunk." I say calmly. Frank looks up at me with his hazel-green eyes brimming with tears and are red and puffy.

"God I'm so fucking stupid. I'm sorry." He says sounding more sober than he was when he first turned up.

"Frank you turned up really drunk. I don't want to take advantage of you because I've had it done to me. It still gives me nightmares." I say. Frank takes my small hands into his tattooed hands then smiles.

"What did I do to deserve you Becky? You are fucking perfect and I'm a big fuck up." Frank says and I shake my head.

"I'm far from perfect Frankie. I have a very messed up past. I may tell you about it one day but not right now." I say and take my hands away from his then put them into my lap. I hear another knock on the door so I get up and answer it to see Gerard, Ray, and Mikey.