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Chapter 6

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Frank and Holly learn why you should always lock your door

Category: My Chemical Romance - Rating: R - Genres: Drama,Romance - Characters: Bob Bryar,Frank Iero,Gerard Way,Mikey Way,Ray Toro - Published: 2010-02-26 - Updated: 2010-02-26 - 1925 words - Complete

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I sighed and sat down on my bed. School had been long and boring that day. The only thing that had gotten me through was the fact that I was going to see Frank that night. It had been three weeks since I had seen him. My Chemical Romance had flown to Chicago to do a few things for the record and since Frank was the rytham guitarist that ment he had to go to. Tonight was our two month anniversary and he said that he had planned something special. I thought back through the last few months. Frank was the best boyfriend that anyone could have. He was kind, considerate, and my mom adored him. She thought that he was the best guy she'd ever met, well except my dad. His parents loved me too as did all the guys in the band along with Alicia and Lyn-Z, Mikey and Gerard's wives. Both of the wives had welcomed Tori and I into the family and it seemed the fans had too. He was totally cool with Tori tagging along if she wanted to, which wasn't very often but enough that other guys might get annoyed. Tori had broken up with Ray less than a month after she hooked up with him. They were still friends, friends with benefits maybe but friends none the less. I smiled, thinking of how impossible it would've been for Tori and Ray to avoid one another since one of Ray's best friends was dating his ex's best friend and vice versa.

I noticed the time and realized that I had to be ready to go in less than an hour. I hurried to the bathroom and showered before heading back into my room and slipping into the dress that Tori and I had bought that after noon at the mall. It was bright red and looked like Marylin Monroe meets Dita Von Teese. I put my hair in curlers so it fell in waves and added a large red flower hair clip that looked almost real, just above my ear. With the addition of a pair of black chunky heels, red lipstick and my usual thick line of liner and mascara my look was compleate. I looked in the mirror and knew that Frank would flip when he saw me. No sooner had Frank crossed my mind then my cell rang. I smiled at the caller ID: Frankie. "Hey." I said. "Hey babe. Are you ready?" he asked. "Yep, I made myself beautiful just for you." I replied. "You're always beautiful to me." he said. My knees turned to jelly, he was perfict. "You always know what to say. I'll be down in a minuet." I said and hung up.

Frank was waiting outside by a black Hummer limo dressed in a black suit with white shirt and red tie. My jaw dropped when I saw it. Tori would've loved to see him dressed like this, just like he was in so many pictures she had plastered to her wall. Frank was famous and did have money but he never really went extravigant like this unless it was a guitar or something. "Happy Anniversary." he said with a smile. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him, "What is all this?" I asked. "Well we've been dating for two months and for 3 weeks of that I was in Illinois and without you in my arms. So now I want to make up for not being with you." Frank said. I laughed, "It's not like you could help it or anything honey. You were with the band long before you were with me and you love playing with them." I said. "Not as much as I love playing with you." he said. "Mr. Iero, I hardly think that this conversation is approprate to have with a young woman." I teased. He smiled and kissed me again, "Let's go." he said and helped me into the limo. "Where are we going?" I asked. "Wait and see." he said and smiled.

We drove for a while until we pulled into a very familar place. It was 'Jimmy's Jersey Diner' the same place that we'd gone on our first date. "We're eating here?" I asked. "Yep." he said and we walked inside. The place was empty except for us and was covered with gossemer cloth and roses; very romantic. We sat and ate spegitti, my favorite. Once I was done we decided to go back to his place. Frank lived in a big loft apartment in New York with Bob. Frank had gotten Bob to spend the night out so that we could have the place to ourselves. "Okay, I have to do something before you can come in so wait here." Frank said when we got to the door. I sighed and wondered what was wating behind the door for me. I couldn't imagine anything more romantic than the limo and the restraunt at least until Frank opened the door.

The room was dark except for a path of candles and rose petals that led to the couch where there was a fire burning. The couch had been pushed in front of the fire and since I didn't drink a bottle of sparkiling grape juice was chilling. "Oh my god Frank..." I trailed off. Gently Frank took my hand and led me to the couch. He poured two glasses of grape juice. "So... if this is only our two month anniversary what is our one year going to be like?" I asked. He thought for a moment, "I don't know, maybe a trip to Hawaii? The Carabbian?" he said and I laughed and kissed him. He kissed me back pulling me closer. I let my shoes fall from my feet as we layed back on the couch, his toung ensnaring mine. I undid his tie and shirt pushing them from his chest. I bit his lip giving it a little tug as he reached around and undid the clasp of the halter neck of my dress. He trailed his kisses down my chest his hands gently cupping each breast. "You'll never know just how sexy you are to me." Frank said. "I'm guessing it's about equal to how I feel about you." I said and pulled his face down to meet mine, tangiling my fingers in his hair. Frank pulled away and stood beside the couch and undid his pants letting them fall to his ankles. I stood beside him and undid the zipper of my dress so it fell to the floor to join his pants before we embraced and layed on the couch. My bra went next and I turned over so that I was strattiling his hips. I leaned down and snaked my hand into his boxer, grasping his erection in my hand and before he could utter a moan I stiffled them with a kiss. I guess we were too wrapped up in what we were doing or we would've seen what was coming next.

"HOLLY!" Frank moaned and thats when the front door opened and not only did Bob come in but so did everyone else, Mikey, Gerard, Ray, Alicia, Lyn-Z, their tour manager Brian and Tori. I let out a squeek and grabbed Frank's shirt and held it up to me while Frank tried to shield me from them. They all stood in a group at the door gawking at us. Mikey, Bob, Brian and Tori were red from trying not to laugh while Gerard, Ray, Alica and Lyn-Z were red from embarssment. "What are you doing here Bob? I told you that Holly and I were coming back here after dinner!" Frank said. "I thought you said that you and Holly weren't coming back tonight." Bob said. "Why don't I just go up to your room Frank." I said and turned so they couldn't see anything and pulled on Frank's shirt and headed upstairs holding the shirt closed. I sat down on Frank's bed and put my head in my hands, eight people had just seen me naked. Yes Tori and I had dressed in front of one another in gym class so she'd seen me naked but it wasn't the point. Frank came in a few moments later, our clothes and shoes in hand. "Did that just happen?" I asked. "Yeah. It did." he said. I started to laugh and a moment later Frank did too.

After we were done laughing we crawled into bed and held one another. "I'm sorry that this got all screwed up Holly." Frank said. "It's okay babe. I don't expect anything but chaos from this relationship." I said and he laughed. "Well how would you handle it if it was 24/7?" he asked suddenly turning serious, something that he didn't often do. "I don't know, I guess I'd get used to it." I replied. "Then how about you move in here with me?" Frank said. "Move in? What about Bob?" I asked. "He's cool with it. He said his room is far enough down the hall that he won't have to hear the headboard bang at night and that you seem laid back enough to handle me and him all the time. Of course I'd wait until you finished school if you wanted because I don't know if you'd get alot of studying done around here. And even if you don't that would be okay too because I love you Holly and I don't want to-" but I cut him off, "Yes!" I cried finally finding he words and kissed him. We made love slowly and sweetly before drifting off into sleep.

When I woke up the next morning Frank was still asleep. I watched him sleep for a moment then kissed his neck softly. He began to stur, "If this is what I get to wake up to every morning then I think you moving in is going to work just fine." Frank said. "I could say the same thing." I replied. He kissed me lightly and got up and begain to head to the bathroom. "I think I smell coffee. I'm going to get some, you want?" I called. "Yeah, please." he called from the bathroom. I grabbed his boxers from the floor and pulled on a t-shirt he had in a drawer and headed downstairs. Bob was leaning aginst the counter sipping coffee from a mug in a grey tee and black pj pants. "Morning." I said. "Morning." he said. I poured a cup of coffee and took a long sip. "You drink it black?" Bob asked. "Coffee is coffee." I said. "You sound like Gerard and Mikey. Those two would eat the raw grounds if need be." Bob said. I smiled, "Look about last night..." I said but he cut me off, "Consider it forgotten. If you're going to be moving in together we're not allowed to be awkward." He said. "Right." I said and Bob reached out and wrapped me in a one arm bear hug. "Welcome home roomie." he said. "Thanks." I said and poured Frank a cup adding lots of sugar and creamer just how he liked it and started back upstairs. "Oh Holly?" Bob called. I turned, "Yeah?" I asked, "I uh... found this in the couch this morning." he said and held my bra up with one finger a slight smile on his face. "Oops...I guess Frank missed it in the craziness of last night. Thanks." I said and took and hurried upstairs, my face beet red.
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