Fate's POV

I was up before anyone; I was finding it hard to sleep. Not the first time I have woken up at three in the morning and struggled to return to the wonderful world of nothingness. It is so much simpler there.

I sighed; there was nothing more aggravating then lying down and doing fuck all when you feel so awake you could happily throw a party and stay up for the next week. Slipping on my oversized jumper I crawled out of my warm bed, depending on the fabrics hugging my body to keep me warm. As I walked down my stairs, trying to keep as quiet as possible, I passed the mirror. I caught my reflection and stopped to look back at it. Was I getting fat? I had worked so hard on my appearance and I was starting to gain weight again. I personally blamed Frank. Well, I had been eating a lot more lately; maybe a small diet wouldn't hurt. I could even start jogging, just until I lost a little more. That's all I needed, to lose a little more.

I walked into the kitchen and filled a glass full of water then took it into the front room where I sat on the sofa and turned the TV on; making sure it was quiet enough so nobody else could hear it.

I sat there for fifteen minuets, sipping the water and ignoring the crap that was on TV. Thoughts of my new diet filled my head. It was going to be a secret, Frank didn't need to know, he already worried way to much, anyways, this wasn't a major thing, just a little weight loss. Just until I get back on track. Until then I could cover up y ugly features with makeup and some cloths that'll fit me better. With that, I got up, switched the TV off and climbed back up the stairs to my room, picking out some jogging bottoms and a baggy top from the draws and quickly going into the bathroom to slip them on.

I sneaked out of the door, closing and locking it gently behind me. The cold morning air hit me. Hard. Thank god for my jumper or I would be freezing to death. I looked around. I loved the night; the way the midnight sky makes the silver jewel-like stars stand out like studs on leather. The crisp air, though cold, made me feel alive. It was brilliant.

I walked down the drive and onto the pavement where I started a light jog, building up into a run. My energy was low but I pushed myself. Half an hour passed and I was still going at a steady pace, not bothering that my muscles where starting to protest.

An hour later. I still hadn't stopped; I was actually enjoying the feeling of every fibre in my body burning. Okay, maybe I wasn't, I was just trying to get myself to believe that so I wouldn't stop. I needed to keep going, just a little further then I could turn back and make it home before anyone else would have a clue what happened. I would be in shit if they did.

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I got in. No one was awake so I was assuming I had gotten away with it. Good.

Climbing back into bed, I decided to play on my phone for a little bit, not really having anything better to do.

Gerard's POV

I lifted my eye lids and sat up, Mikey had crawled back into his won bed. Last night he woke up, trying to stay quiet as he sniffed and wiped away tears. I was used to it and I never minded looking after my little brother, just as long as I knew he was okay and safe, I was happy.

Last night, I hadn't seen Fate in her bed, I wasn't sure if I just couldn't see anything properly in the dark or if she had gone to get a drink or something but it was confusing me. I don't even know why, waking up in the middle of the night might just be the norm for her.

I yawned, grabbing the girls' attention. She lifted her eyes up from her phone and smiled at mer. "Sorry about the crappy hair I'm styling at the moment." I giggled a little, her hair was sticking up slightly but in a strange way it suited her. I only let my smile grow wider at the thought. "What?" She asked, almost sounding scared. I just giggled a little more. She looked at me strangely before shaking her head.

"Thanks for helping us again." Gerard smiled after he had stopped laughing.

"Stop saying thank you, it's okay I'm glad I could help." Gerard curled his lips up into a smile then opened his mouth to speak but Fate interrupted him. "You say thank you one more time and I will make you sleep outside in a tent without a sleeping bag." She playfully threatened. Gerard just rolled his eyes at her.

"You wouldn't dare." She smirked at him then got up, grabbing some cloths to get changed into then walking out, presumably to the bathroom to get changed. Wait, wasn't she wearing something different before she went to bed last night? Yeah, she defiantly was.

I shrugged the thought off and instead decided to get up and have a smoke; I sure as hell needed it.

Frank had popped up besides me as soon as I lit my cancer stick. How come he always knew when I had one? I gave him one and we stood in silence for a few seconds, taking in a deep breath of killing smoke.

"So how is Mikey? I heard you guys talking last night." Frank said quietly, looking up at Gerard.

"Just a little shook up, but who can blame him. The shit he had to go through. I love him y'know. Whenever the smallest thing happens to him I get so worked up and worried, every time that bastard hit him I would get so angry. I will punch anyone who decides he isn't good enough because the truth is, he's just amazing. He is perfect in every way." Frank nodded.

"I will always be there for you and your brother, y'know that right?"

"I know, you're my best mate, we look after each other. Besides, we've been through way too much together to be enemies."

Hope you enjoyed, I was taking advice so I hope it's a little better. :) Reviews?