Confused

Chapter 9

I kiss his nose before holding him for a tight hug. He seems tense but loosens up in my arms after a while. Relax Frankie. I won’t hurt you.

He kisses the top of my head again and we stay there for a bit before some fans could possibly see us.

“Thanks Bert.”

“Sure Frankie. Just stop crying.”

I wipe a few stray tears away and force a smile before a huge flash blinds me.

“I wonder what people will say about that!” a paparazzi screams.

And Bert and I think the same thing.

Shit.
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Very short but I don't care... not anymore. I got major writer's block and this is all I could do today. Sorry...

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