Author's note: Hi guys, I'm terribly sorry for this long gap...I'm sorry. So here is a new chapter, I hope you'll like it.

Have a HAPPY NEW YEAR! :)

The next few days were awesome. I never had that much fun in my life. They were the best people in the universe. I was lucky, so damn lucky.

The week went really quickly and before I realized anything, August was coming to the end.

I still had to go to hospital every three days so they'd check on me. The time when I can play guitar and listen to loud music and so on was coming closer.

It was a Friday afternoon. Gerard just came home with me from the hospital. We stopped in a pet shop and bought a new toy for Mickey.

That little animal grew very close to my heart.

"Talie? I need to talk to you!"

"Sure,"

"Alone,"

"Is it something serious?"

"Let's go," Frankie came to me and we went to my room. I sat down on my bed, smiling at my Green Day poster. Frankie leaned against the balcony door.

"What is it about?"

"School,"

"Like, what do you mean? I am a band member now-"

"Yeah, but you are also my little sisters, who is not even barely an adult. I am responsible for you. You are going to go to school,"

"No! No! I'm not going!"

"You are. The 1st of September is on Thursday,"

"Frankie, no, please! I can study at home!"

"This is your senior year! You need to go. And no buts,"

"But Frank-,"

"I said no buts. School is important, if you want to be something!"

"You? You Frank Iero, you are saying that? You are a fucking rock star and I'm in a band with you! So you are gonna tell me that I need school?"

"You have to finish high school,"

"Frank, I'm a musician. I don't know if I want to be something else, you know?"

"Yeah, I understand. But there's nothing that stops you from finishing high school. No buts. You are gonna go to school next week. I'll give you a web address of your school. You need to set up your subjects, anyway. Or we can do it together, okay? Don't be mad at me, I'm doing what I have to do,"

"Am I at least going to go to some normal school? Not anything too fancy? I want to be normal at that at least,"

"No worries. Normal public high school,"

"Awesome. I'll see you later,"

"Where are you going?"

"Starbucks. I need coffee after this,"

"Don't you dare to go alone. Ask someone to go with you. Or I can take you there; I got an appointment with Jamia in fifteen minutes,"

"It's okay. I think I'd punch you in your face if you were with me for another second, I'll ask Gee,"

"I'll see you around,"

I walked out of the room absolutely pissed. And if I mean absolutely pissed...let's say I wasn't sure if even a cup of coffee will help me. I found myself at Mikey's door. I knocked.

"Come in!" I heard his soft melodic voice. I smiled and opened the door.

He was sitting on the bed, going through a huge pile of some papers.

"Hi,"

"Hi,"

"You seem angry," he said, when I came closer to him and sat down too.

"I am,"

"Why?" he asked, brushing few hair away from my face. I leaned forward a bit, so his hand was on my cheek.

"Frank,"

"What happened, amore mio?"

"You knew that I have to go back to school?"

"I didn't. I'm sorry. You won't be home much, I guess. That sucks. You know which school are you going to go to?"

"Not yet. Are you busy or can we go and get some coffee?"

"Let's go,"

We went to the garage, went by my car to 'our' Starbucks coffee and with our cups we went to Griffith Park.

I loved the place so much. We sat down by a tree, Mikey leaning against the tree and me leaning against his chest with my back.

I turned my face around to see his eyes. They were the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen in my life. He smiled.

"Why are you smiling?"

"Sei la ragione per cui vivo, per cui ogni giorno sorrido," he said in Italian and kissed me. I tasted vanilla on his lips. It was cute.

When our lips parted, I leaned my forehead against his.

"Ti amo," I said.

"Ti amo ancheo io," he replied and our make out session continued.

We were there minutes, and then minutes turned into hours. The darkness of the night exchanged the light of the day. And the comfortable silence of our kisses was interrupted by my phone that started to ring. It was Frankie's ringtone. I loved my bro, but he really could call at wrong times.

"Hello?"

"Talia? Where ARE YOU?"

"Griffith Park?"

"Again? Wait, alone?"

"Mikey!"

"Oh. I was just worried. We have to set up your timetable for school until midnight today, so if you would-,"

"I'll come home soon, no worries,"

"Okay. I'm waiting for you,"

"Bye,"

I sighed and ended the call. Mikey's lips found mine. I smiled into the kiss.

"We got to go,"

"You got to go,"

"And you would let me go alone?"

"Never,"

"Really?"

"I mean really. You are not alone. You'll never be. I'm here, stella mia," he said with a very serious face. We made our way to my car.

He pressed me against it and kissed me once again.

"When is the next time I can kiss you?"

"Mikey-,"

"Don't you wanna tell them already?"

"Mikey-,"

"I know, I know-,"

"Try to understand it. Please,"

"Yeah,"

I wanted to stroke his cheek, but he pulled away. That hurt.

We drove home in silence. When I parked the car in the garage, he left without a word. I went up to my room. I had a shower, changed and when I entered my room then, Frank was sitting at my table, my laptop turned on.

"What's the password?"

"Hold on," I said and went to put the password in. It was a very long, Italian one.

"So, here's your school!" Frankie pointed to a webpage opened.

"Alright. Let's do the subjects," I said. I was completely not interested in this whole thing. I did not want to go back to school. Music was my life. I wanted to do music.

"Do you know what do you want to study?"

"I don't. I want arts and things like that!"

"I guess we'll go for the humanities section then,"

Hours of shouting, crying, arguing, begging, pleading and arguing once again later, all my subjects were chosen. I was happy with my timetable, or not with my timetable, but with my subjects at least. It consisted of lots of art, music and history, my favorite subjects. The hated biology had to stay there, because I had to do one science.

Frank left very soon. He was pissed that I enforced what I wanted. I ended on my bed with my face buried into my pillow, crying my eyes out.

I never wanted to argue with Mikey. I neither wanted to argue with Frank.

"Can I?" That soft and melodic voice I loved spoke from the corridor.

"If you want to," I said, raising my head for a second and then lying back down.

I felt Mikey sitting down next to me. His right hand found mine left hand and he caught it and pulled it to his lips, kissing it softly.

"Did I make you cry or do I trust myself too much?"

"I don't know which one would be better for you, Mikey,"

"Tell me,"

"You didn't,"

"You are a terrible liar,"

"I know. But I try, sometimes,"

"I'm sorry,"

"It's alright," I replied, pulling away from him, curling up into a ball.

"It's not. I really am sorry," he said and continued straight away. "I know I was a bit...over reactive? Yeah, I know. Forgive me?"

"You're already forgiven,"

"I won't do it again, I promise,"

"I know you won't," I said and hugged him tightly. These hugs were one of the things that made me feel loved. Then I remembered Frank.

Mikey pushed few hairs out of my eyes.

"Is there anything else troubling you, amore mio?"

"Pff. School, but I'll get over that. I don't wanna go there though. But the thing is, that it made me argue with my brother and he is now pissed as hell,"

"What were you two arguing ab-?" he asked, but I heard footsteps in the bathroom.

It was around midnight, Gee was not home, neither was Bob. Ray was sleeping. This was Frankie, I knew.

"Under the blanket and don't you dare to say a word!" I spit out quickly at Mikey.

He did as I ordered. I felt his skin against mine and if the only thing on my mind weren't tons of things that can happened if Frank will find him there, I'd really enjoy the moment.

The sound of the door opening made me close my eye and I started breathing softly, in same intervals.

"I know you can't hear me, because you are sleeping. But, I'm sorry," I heard Frank whispering and then the door closed and footsteps faded away in the silence of the night.

"You see? It's okay," Mikey said, making his way out of the blanket.

As I saw him, his hair messy, I couldn't help but laughed. It was awesome, watching him smile and knew this smile was just for me.

Author's note: Was it that bad? Please, reviews are more than welcome! :)) THANK YOU! :))) XoXo BajaSt