If your heart stops beating

~*Frank’s Point of view*~

I leaned back against the wall and smiled happily, inhaling Jamia’s sweet scent. She giggled and poked my nose.
“What made you so happy?”
I pulled her onto my lap, still smiling.
“You did.”
“How? What did I do?”
“You make me happy just by being here.”
She laughed, a laugh that sent shivers down my spine, and she rested her head on my chest, her fingers fiddling with the neckline of my shirt. I slowly leaned sideways and slid down the wall, taking her with me, so that we were both lying sideways on my bed. She giggled again and gave me a quick kiss. I smiled, resting my chin on top of her head and rocking from side to side.
“Have I told you you’re beautiful today?”
She shook her head, grinning.
“Well, you are. Very beautiful.”
“You’re handsome.”
“You’re sexy.”
“You guys are soppy!”
I looked up.
“Shit. Piss off, Alec.”
He giggled and wrinkled his nose.
“Why? Are you guys going to have sex?”
“Maaaybe.”
He screamed and ran away, slamming the door. Jamia laughed.
“Little kids are so cute.”
“Yeah...”
She smiled.
“Nervous?”
“To tell the truth, I’m fucking terrified.”
She giggled.
“You’ve got the easy job. You don’t have to watch yourself get fatter and fatter for nine months and then-”
“Okay, okay, I get it.”
She laughed again.
“You’re so cute when you’re embarrassed.”
“You’re cute all the time.”
“Even when I’m angry?”
I kissed her nose.
“Especially when you’re angry.”

~*Gerard’s Point of view*~

“What’re you guys doing?”
Frank looked up from where he was sitting at the kitchen table with Jamia.
“Planning one very small and relatively inexpensive wedding.”
Jamia ran her fingers through his hair.
“Don’t worry about money.”
He shook his head and leaned back, rubbing his eyes. I checked my watch.
“Guys, it’s 11:30. Go to bed.”
Jamia groaned.
“Shit. I have to drive home, and I’m so tired I could fall asleep right here.”
Frank shook his head firmly.
“Nuh-uh. You’re staying right here tonight. I don’t want you having an accident and getting yourself killed. It would be a waste of a beautiful face.”
“Aw, that’s so sweet. You don’t give a damn about the rest of me, do you?”
“Nope! Just as long as these are still kissable, I’m fine.”
He kissed her and stood up.
“Come on. You can have my bed. I’ll kick Mikey out of his.”
“Ha, ha, and then where’s my little brother going to sleep? The camp bed’s broken from the last time you used it, fatty.”
“Ah, well, Jamia and I can share.”
I rolled my eyes as Frank dragged her in by her hands.
“Behave yourselves!”
Jamia giggled. Frank looked cautiously at Alec, who was fast asleep.
“Shhh, of course we will.”
I shook my head and headed for my own bed.
I seriously doubt that, Frank.

**Author's Note: Ah, Fuzz. Nothing in the world like it. It's so... so... fuzzy! XD**