*Alinas POV*
"Alina, i know you and i get you. i understand how you feel, i know nobody notices how broken you really are, you arent okay alina. and thats okay. y'know, everytime you try to hide your feelings i always know how you really feel. not to mention how much ive missed you lina, i really have ,so much. and it kills me how you think you have to hide your feelings from me." i freeze in his car seat, ive never heard frank speak like this, and right before i go to speak, the realisation hits me. Frank just said he misses me, frank fucking iero out of all people, today has been weird to say the least, though i couldnt help but feel my heart warm up as i was thinking about what he said.
*Franks POV*
holy fucking shit. theres no fucking way i just said that, what if she thinks i mean it in a pervy way? fuck fuck fuck. i follow by stating "But anyways you don't have to stay at mine if you don't want to, i just thou-" Alina stops me mid sentence and says "i'd like that, Frankie. thank you for caring and looking after me, means a lot." i could feel my face heat up and turn a shade of champagne-pink. thankfully we arrived back at my house, it was completely silent until we got inside and alina says "you have such a cute little house frank, cant believe how much it's changed over the years." "yeah" i follow, "im thinkin of getting the a extension on this side" i point to the right side of my clutter filled house, "just for the band, maybe a cool instrument room, still tryna save up." "that would look gorgeous frankie. proud of you." alina says and i smile, i walk into the living room to turn the tv on and of fuckin course i lost the remote again, of course it has to happen when Alinas over. as im looking for it under all the blankets and pillows on my black leather couch, alina admits "yknow i never thought you actually cared this much, you mean so much to me, frankie." i blush and my heart feels like its spinning in little circles, fuck that, huge circles. "of course i care sweetheart, why wouldnt i?"
*Alinas POV*
oh my fucki- he just called me sweetheart?! i dont have a crush on frank right? do i? oh my god i dont know what to do "y-youre the best frankie, fuck the remote lets just talk, i love talking to you." he blushes and chuckles with his cute smile. will i regret saying that? should i regret it? anyways. frank sits into the couch and i sit beside him and i question him "frank, how did you know im not doing well? i didnt tell anyone." he turns to me and says "dont know really. i just had a feeling for a while, youre a shit actress" he chuckles and i laugh back. he's such a little shit, what would i do without him?
