Chapter 10: Overload

Author's Note: Wow. It has been forever. I am so super sorry but I completely ran out of ideas for this story but recently, I sat down for about two hours in total and brainstormed ideas for this. In the end, I finally decided on a plot line which is why I'm updating today. YAY! I'm sorry that this is short but I really wanted to upload something as soon as I possibly could. Sorry!

A HUGE thank you to: TimeBomberX, I'm-really-not-okay, 131817, SleepingBeast and HappyAss for the super amazing reviews. You guys are what keep me writing! Now all of you, after reading and reviewing this chapter (hint hint :P), I would suggest you go read their stories. THEY ARE AWESOME! Also, a great big thank you to my dear friend Squirrel for helping me through a bit of a rough patch. Thank you to all of you that are sticking with me on this journey!

DISCLAIMER: Just because I haven't updated in months, doesn't mean I've managed to claim all of My Chemical Romance for my own! I wish. So sadly, I do not own anyone or anything in this story, meaning there is no need for any of you to sue me. HAHAHAHAHA! ;)

Frank's POV

I woke up the next night to find Gerard lying in a peaceful sleep with his arms wrapped protectively around me. I smiled and looked around the room. Where were Mikey and Ray? I couldn't see them. I mentally shrugged, if Mikey had anything to do with it, they'd probably be hunting for skittles.

After about half an hour, I decided that it was time to wake Gerard. I pressed my lips to his and after two seconds, I felt him wrap his arms around me and smile into the kiss. I pulled away and grinned at him. "Good evening." I whispered to the angel that lay next to me.

"Good evening indeed." Gerard replied before leaning down to peck my lips. We lay for a few moments just kissing innocently and enjoying each other's company before deciding that we needed to get up and do something for the night.

"Um… Gerard? What am I going to wear? These clothes are all yucky…" I asked nervously. What? I hate wearing dirty clothes! He giggled.

"It's okay Frankie, you can borrow these for tonight and we'll get you some new clothes for tomorrow." He handed me some black skinny jeans, a black t-shirt and an 'Iron Maiden' hoodie and smiled sweetly at me. "They might be a little big but they'll have to do for tonight sorry."

"Thank you!" I exclaimed before engulfing Gerard in a rib crushing hug. He ruffled my hair and walked away to the bathroom to get dressed.

I quickly changed out of my dirty clothes, folded them and placed them in a neat pile on the bed. I pulled the hoodie over my head and slipped my battered old converse over my feet before trying to tame my bed hair. No matter how much I tried, I could never keep my fringe straight. It always curled up at the end and damn, it was irritating.

~Time Lapse~

"Geraaaaaard?" I whined as I climbed onto his back. "Where are we going?"

"That, Frankie dear, is for me to know and you to find out!" He smirked, knowing that I did not enjoy surprises. He giggled as I pouted before speeding off. I had absolutely no idea where we were going but I trusted Gee so it couldn't be bad, could it?

I buried my face into Gerard's neck and breathed in his scent of coffee, vanilla and paint. What did I do to deserve such an amazing man as this? I peeked through my hair in an attempt to decipher where we were headed but I didn't recognise my surroundings. Sighing in defeat, I buried my face back into Gee's neck. 'Hmm… Gee… I like that. I officially have a nickname for him now!' I thought, smiling triumphantly.

Soon enough, we came to a stop and Gee helped me off his back only to scoop me up and carry me bridal style instead. This, of course, completely caught me by surprise and I let out a small yelp. Gee just giggled so I glared at him as he walked into a building.

"Hey Frankie, guess what?" Gee asked, excitement ablaze in his eyes.

"What?" I replied.

"We are… GOING SHOPPING!"

"Yay!" I cheered as I hopped down from Gee's arms and took his cool, pale hand. "Uh, Gerard? I don't have any money." I took a sudden interest in my feet, inspecting my converse as if they were containing something suspicious.

"Frankie, Frankie, Frankie. You really thought that you would have to pay for any of this? Nope, this is on me and I don't want any objections." He lifted my chin, pecked my lips and started dragging me towards Hot Topic. I had never been in there personally, but I heard that it was expensive. Gee dragged me to the nearest rail of clothes and started sifting through them and throwing things at me to try on.

Eventually, after looking through what felt like every rack in the store, Gerard pushed me towards the changing rooms along with a huge pile of clothes. This could be a long night.