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“Call Bob and Ray, we’re having band practice.” I said, looking at Mikey and squeezing Frank’s hand. “Now.”
“Okay…?” Mikey replied, flicking his battered phone open and calling Bob, he’d probably be with Ray anyway.
“Hey, Bob, is Ray with you?” Mikey asked as he put the phone on loudspeaker.
“Um…” Bob said and we heard a soft thump as his hand covered the mic.
“Just tell them that I am, whatever they want won’t take that long.” Ray whispered.
“Yeah, but what if I tell them and they get suspicious?” Bob whispered a bit louder, he was probably closer to the phone. Do they know we can hear this?
“Babe, what we’re doing isn’t wrong. Anyway, the only way they’re going to get suspicious is if you carry on holding them up! I’m here and you’re here, get on with it!” Ray said.
“Yeah, he’s with me. What’s up?” Bob asked, his voice a normal volume.
“Can you guys come over, apparently we’re having band practice.” Mikey told them.
“Awesome! We’ll be right round!” The phone beeped as the call ended.
“What would we be suspicious about?” Frank asked and Mikey shrugged, sitting cross legged on the bed.
“Maybe they’re…no, not Ray and Bob.” He stated, shaking his head.
“Well, they have just been through a bit of a rough patch which kind of linked them together.” I pointed out and Mikey shuddered.
“I’m much too visual for my own good.” He muttered, running into the bathroom, probably to throw up.
“Poor kid.” Frankie snickered, starting to unpack the drum kit and put it together as I got to work on the amps.
Damn, these cables are annoying. Stupid electrical appliances, you just want to stab them with a fork…ah, that’s why Mikey nearly killed himself via electrocution. The toaster stole his toast.
“Honey I’m home!” Ray yelled as he pounced through the door with Bob running in after him, both giggling stupidly.
“Hey guys. Bob, can you finish setting this kit up? I need to tune Pansy.” Frank said, taking the white Stratocaster from its place in the corner of my room.
“Sure.” Bob said, coming over and setting the drum kit up quicker than I thought was humanly possible. Then again, he’s been playing since he was an egg.
“What the hell are we going to play?” Ray asked and Frank giggled while me and Mikey smirked.
“Me and Gee have written some songs, then Mikey put bass to it and I wrote a lead guitar part as well. Bob will just have to follow the beat and do what the song tells him to.” Frank replied, a light blush tinting his cheeks.
“Cool, can I have a look at the part?” Ray asked and Frank blushed further.
“Um, it’s kind of written in tab.” Frank said and Ray nodded, ‘fro bouncing.
“It’s okay, I can read that.” He said and Frank nodded, pulling out a hot pink notebook from under the bed.
“Hot pink again? Is everything you own that colour?” Ray sighed, taking the book from him and plugging in his amp as Mikey emerged, looking pasty faced, from the bathroom and picked up his bright red bass.
“One, two, one, two, three, four.” I started into the mic, riffs and chords accompanying my voice as we belted our songs so loud I could feel the vibrations in my knees and the beats in my chest.
We played for an hour solid, Bob writing his drum notes in sharpie on the kit as we went along.
“Wow…that actually sounded pretty good!” I laughed, my ears ringing slightly from how loud we were.
“I know! I love this, it’s awesome!” Frank giggled, jumping up and down excitedly.
“Hey, my cousin owns that bar in town and he’s looking for someone to go and play there Friday. Fancy chancing it?” Bob asked and I nodded along with the others, all of us laughing excitedly as a lot of things in my crowded mind fell into place.
1. I have a band that could go someplace.
2. I have an amazing boyfriend who lives with me.
3. I’m pregnant with his kid.
I know that Frank has always wanted children, and I know that with my ‘condition’ this could be a one chance thing. I don’t want to be the one standing in the way of his dreams finally coming true after all we’ve been through together. A child would bind us together, and it would be one of the most loved and well looked after kids in the world. So why not?
“Gee?” Frankie asked, clicking his fingers in front of my face. “You just totally spaced out then, are you okay?” He asked, his brow furrowing cutely in concern.
“I’m fine. In fact, I’m better than fine, I’m the best I’ve ever been!” I grinned, picking him up and hugging him tightly.
“Why is that?” He asked, winding his arms around my neck and his legs around my waist as I grinned, pecking him on the lips.
“Because we’re having a baby! Duh!” I rolled my eyes and grinned as his face lit up like Christmas.
“You want to keep it?” He asked, smiling so much it was near scary, his eyes dancing with love, happiness and excitement.
“Of course.” I whispered, my smile stretching all across my face as he attached his lips to mine, I could feel wetness on my cheeks and I pulled away only to see Frankie’s eyes glistening with tears as they cascaded down his cheeks.
“Why are you crying?” I whispered, putting him down and still holding him close as he gazed into my eyes.
“Because I’ve never been so happy.” He replied, giving me a tight hug and rocking us.
“Whoa! Hold the phone! You’re pregnant? What?! When? How did this happen?!” Ray gabbled, shock and confusion merging in his features.
“Well, when a mummy and a daddy love each other very much-.” Frank started, smirking at Ray.
“I know that! But I thought Gee couldn’t have kids?” Ray asked, brows furrowed.
“Aha! I have found a loophole in the doctors diagnosis.” Bob proclaimed, holding a hand out to silence us.
“Okay, shoot, ‘cause even I’m not sure how this happened.” I said, wrapping my arm round Frankie’s shoulders as he stood to the side of me, his arm around my waist.
“Well, you consider yourself as a guy, right?” He asked and I nodded, “So, the doctor knew this and never took into consideration that you were gay, thinking that you’d only have relationships with girls. Therefore, you may not be able to make someone pregnant and have kids, but he never mentioned anything about you’re female organs not being able to develop babies.” Bob suggested. Hmm, that does actually make sense.
“That’s probably it, actually.” Mikey mused, mulling it over in his mind for a few seconds before nodding again.
“Can we go and arrange that Doctors appointment now, please?” I asked, I knew full well that they wouldn’t be able to do a scan till I was three months, but I wanted to see if everything was okay.
“Sure, do you want us all to come with you?” Ray asked and I nodded, blushing slightly.
“That’s great, let’s go.” Ray said, grabbing Bob’s hand and wandering out the door. I raised my eyebrows at Frank and Mikey who giggled, before we followed after them.
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“Okay…?” Mikey replied, flicking his battered phone open and calling Bob, he’d probably be with Ray anyway.
“Hey, Bob, is Ray with you?” Mikey asked as he put the phone on loudspeaker.
“Um…” Bob said and we heard a soft thump as his hand covered the mic.
“Just tell them that I am, whatever they want won’t take that long.” Ray whispered.
“Yeah, but what if I tell them and they get suspicious?” Bob whispered a bit louder, he was probably closer to the phone. Do they know we can hear this?
“Babe, what we’re doing isn’t wrong. Anyway, the only way they’re going to get suspicious is if you carry on holding them up! I’m here and you’re here, get on with it!” Ray said.
“Yeah, he’s with me. What’s up?” Bob asked, his voice a normal volume.
“Can you guys come over, apparently we’re having band practice.” Mikey told them.
“Awesome! We’ll be right round!” The phone beeped as the call ended.
“What would we be suspicious about?” Frank asked and Mikey shrugged, sitting cross legged on the bed.
“Maybe they’re…no, not Ray and Bob.” He stated, shaking his head.
“Well, they have just been through a bit of a rough patch which kind of linked them together.” I pointed out and Mikey shuddered.
“I’m much too visual for my own good.” He muttered, running into the bathroom, probably to throw up.
“Poor kid.” Frankie snickered, starting to unpack the drum kit and put it together as I got to work on the amps.
Damn, these cables are annoying. Stupid electrical appliances, you just want to stab them with a fork…ah, that’s why Mikey nearly killed himself via electrocution. The toaster stole his toast.
“Honey I’m home!” Ray yelled as he pounced through the door with Bob running in after him, both giggling stupidly.
“Hey guys. Bob, can you finish setting this kit up? I need to tune Pansy.” Frank said, taking the white Stratocaster from its place in the corner of my room.
“Sure.” Bob said, coming over and setting the drum kit up quicker than I thought was humanly possible. Then again, he’s been playing since he was an egg.
“What the hell are we going to play?” Ray asked and Frank giggled while me and Mikey smirked.
“Me and Gee have written some songs, then Mikey put bass to it and I wrote a lead guitar part as well. Bob will just have to follow the beat and do what the song tells him to.” Frank replied, a light blush tinting his cheeks.
“Cool, can I have a look at the part?” Ray asked and Frank blushed further.
“Um, it’s kind of written in tab.” Frank said and Ray nodded, ‘fro bouncing.
“It’s okay, I can read that.” He said and Frank nodded, pulling out a hot pink notebook from under the bed.
“Hot pink again? Is everything you own that colour?” Ray sighed, taking the book from him and plugging in his amp as Mikey emerged, looking pasty faced, from the bathroom and picked up his bright red bass.
“One, two, one, two, three, four.” I started into the mic, riffs and chords accompanying my voice as we belted our songs so loud I could feel the vibrations in my knees and the beats in my chest.
We played for an hour solid, Bob writing his drum notes in sharpie on the kit as we went along.
“Wow…that actually sounded pretty good!” I laughed, my ears ringing slightly from how loud we were.
“I know! I love this, it’s awesome!” Frank giggled, jumping up and down excitedly.
“Hey, my cousin owns that bar in town and he’s looking for someone to go and play there Friday. Fancy chancing it?” Bob asked and I nodded along with the others, all of us laughing excitedly as a lot of things in my crowded mind fell into place.
1. I have a band that could go someplace.
2. I have an amazing boyfriend who lives with me.
3. I’m pregnant with his kid.
I know that Frank has always wanted children, and I know that with my ‘condition’ this could be a one chance thing. I don’t want to be the one standing in the way of his dreams finally coming true after all we’ve been through together. A child would bind us together, and it would be one of the most loved and well looked after kids in the world. So why not?
“Gee?” Frankie asked, clicking his fingers in front of my face. “You just totally spaced out then, are you okay?” He asked, his brow furrowing cutely in concern.
“I’m fine. In fact, I’m better than fine, I’m the best I’ve ever been!” I grinned, picking him up and hugging him tightly.
“Why is that?” He asked, winding his arms around my neck and his legs around my waist as I grinned, pecking him on the lips.
“Because we’re having a baby! Duh!” I rolled my eyes and grinned as his face lit up like Christmas.
“You want to keep it?” He asked, smiling so much it was near scary, his eyes dancing with love, happiness and excitement.
“Of course.” I whispered, my smile stretching all across my face as he attached his lips to mine, I could feel wetness on my cheeks and I pulled away only to see Frankie’s eyes glistening with tears as they cascaded down his cheeks.
“Why are you crying?” I whispered, putting him down and still holding him close as he gazed into my eyes.
“Because I’ve never been so happy.” He replied, giving me a tight hug and rocking us.
“Whoa! Hold the phone! You’re pregnant? What?! When? How did this happen?!” Ray gabbled, shock and confusion merging in his features.
“Well, when a mummy and a daddy love each other very much-.” Frank started, smirking at Ray.
“I know that! But I thought Gee couldn’t have kids?” Ray asked, brows furrowed.
“Aha! I have found a loophole in the doctors diagnosis.” Bob proclaimed, holding a hand out to silence us.
“Okay, shoot, ‘cause even I’m not sure how this happened.” I said, wrapping my arm round Frankie’s shoulders as he stood to the side of me, his arm around my waist.
“Well, you consider yourself as a guy, right?” He asked and I nodded, “So, the doctor knew this and never took into consideration that you were gay, thinking that you’d only have relationships with girls. Therefore, you may not be able to make someone pregnant and have kids, but he never mentioned anything about you’re female organs not being able to develop babies.” Bob suggested. Hmm, that does actually make sense.
“That’s probably it, actually.” Mikey mused, mulling it over in his mind for a few seconds before nodding again.
“Can we go and arrange that Doctors appointment now, please?” I asked, I knew full well that they wouldn’t be able to do a scan till I was three months, but I wanted to see if everything was okay.
“Sure, do you want us all to come with you?” Ray asked and I nodded, blushing slightly.
“That’s great, let’s go.” Ray said, grabbing Bob’s hand and wandering out the door. I raised my eyebrows at Frank and Mikey who giggled, before we followed after them.
O.o I finally updated. I'm so proud, my writers block has GONE people! Which means more updates and longer chapters again! YAY!
Please Rate and Review, you get skittles, a unicorn and a chapter.
Jackie
xxx
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