Frankie's POV
At first, I thought I was imagining things as I saw him standing there. It wasn't until he hugged me that I knew I wasn't dreaming. I was happy. No, I was thrilled.
I'm sure he was just as happy to see me. As he let go of me, I decided to take him home, I'm sure he wanted to see my mom.
When we got to the little apartment I had learned to call home, it was my grandma who answered the door. She motioned for me to go inside. I wish I could've heard what she was saying to him, because she sent me to my room.
Ness's POV
At first, I really didn't trust Lizzie's judgment with him, I didn't trust any man Lizzie was with since Davie. But there are exceptions to everything, this was a trustworthy man, I could tell.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, trying to sound nervous. I had apparently succeeded for he replied, "I couldn't stay away. Is Lizzie there?"
"No, she's with Marie."
"Can I talk to Frankie?"
"Yes."
As I let him pass, I knew this would be a very emotional day. But a happy one.