Make Me Better

"So, you aren't coming home?" I asked, I did my best not to sound disappointed.

"Sorry, buddy. How about you go with your mom? Your grandmother's house that far." Dad said, I huffed and told him I'd called him later to let him know where I was going to be. So, here I am, alone on Thanksgiving. I wasn't going to call Frank, since he was with his family tonight. Everyone was with their families. I walked into my room and turned on the tv. I grabbed my phone and went through the contacts. I haven't talked to my mom in about two days. Hopefully, she kept her word and went to live with my grandma. I haven't talked to my grandma in some months, which I felt a bit guilty about since she was my only living grandparent.

My mom answered after the first ring, I explained that dad wouldn't be home and that I would feel like a total loser if I spent Thanksgiving alone.

"Come over, then!" It wasn't my mom, it was grandma. She sounded extremely excited. I laughed and we chatted for a bit. I told her I would be over around 5. I was about to go raid my closet when the doorbell rang. I walked over quickly and opened the door after looking in the peephole.

"Frank, hi." I smiled.

"Hey." He grinned. He pulled me closer to him and held me tightly.

"What are you doing here?" I asked as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He pressed his lips to my forehead before kissing me my cheek.

"Can't I spend time with my girlfriend?" He raised and eyebrow and smirked. I laughed and snuggled closer to him.

"Well, yeah. But shouldn't you be at home?"

"They won't mind me being gone for a while, is your dad home?" Frank asked, pulling away from me slightly. I really had to tell my dad that I was dating Frank, because all this hiding and sneaking around was getting tiring.

"No, he's at work."

"Good." With that he pressed his lips against mine and tangled his hands in my hair. I smiled into the kiss as Frank pushed me back into the house. He pushed me against the wall softly and bit down on my lower lip.

"What's gotten into you, Mr. Iero?" I asked, my eyebrows raised. He laughed a bit and rested his forehead against mine.

"You drive me crazy."

"Oh, how corny." I giggled. He scoffed and pulled away from me completely, causing me to let out a tiny whine.

"When is your dad supposed to be home?" Frank asked, I grabbed his hand and led the way to my room.

"I don't know, really. He said I should just go to my grandma's." I shrugged my shoulders. He sat on my bed and I walked over to my closet.

"That sucks. Do you want to go to your grandma's?" He asked.

"Yeah, sort of." I turned around to smile at him.

"What time are you planning to leave? " He asked. I shrugged once more, "I'll give you a ride." He offered.

"You don't have to."

"I want to, " He smiled, "And how else would you get there?"

"Oh, you know. The bus." I laughed. He shook his head and came over to me.

"I've never seen this before." He reached into my closet to retrieve a red dress. I blushed a bit, he's never seen it because I don't ever want to wear it.

"Because I look stupid when I wear it."

"You should wear it now, since it's Thanksgiving and all."

"In your dreams, Frank." I took the dress from his hands and put back into the closet. he laughed,

"Yeah, when I dream of you, you're always in dresses."

"Do you dream of me?" I questioned.

"Do you dream of me?" He asked.

I sighed, "I asked you first."

He crossed his arms over his chest, "I'm older."

"So?" I scoffed.

"Fine,fine. " He laughed, he was silent for a while. He looked over at me with a small smile on his lips.

"I do, constantly." I blushed a bit.

"What exactly am I doing in these dreams?"

Frank stopped smiling, "We make out a lot..." He stopped talking abruptly. I gave him a look as he looked away from me.

"What about you?" He asked quickly.

"Why are you so quick to change the subject? I know you still have more to say." I smiled slowly.

"Nothing, that's all. Your turn."

I rolled my eyes way too dramatically, "Come on, tell me." He shook his head. I whined and gave him a sad look.

"No, it's stupid." He groaned, obviously embarrassed. I couldn't help but smile at how cute he looked right now.

"Please." I leaned over to trail kisses all over his neck.

"I'm not telling you, " He snaked an arm around my waist, pulling me up against his body. "It's embarrassing."

"Why? Was I naked?" I teased.

"Olive, shut up. And no. "

"Oh, you don't want to see me naked?" I questioned. He looked uncomfortable and I laughed. I was only playing, but then I really wondered if Frank was ever pictured me naked. Just the thought of being naked in front of Frank gave me goosebumps.

"Well, Yeah. I mean no. I don't." He stuttered. I pulled away a bit, "So, you don't want to see me naked?" I asked.

"Oli, why are you asking me this?" I shrugged, "I do.. I mean. I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable or anything." He added.

I nodded, "Good to know." I smirked, "Now tell me about your other dream."

"Oh, god. " He groaned loudly. I nudged him playfully.

"We were getting married." He had his eyes closed. He was quiet for a while.

"Why are you embarrassed about that?"

"You don't think it's weird?" He finally opened his eyes.

I shook my head, "No. That's actually sort of sweet." I felt my stomach do flips as I thought about getting married. I knew I was way too young to get married but the thought of marrying Frank someday made me feel all warm inside.

"Now, do you dream about me?"

I nodded slowly, "They're usually really weird dreams. We're always at the beach for some reason."

"The beach?"

"Yeah, I know. " I laughed. Then I thought about what we were discussing before I Frank finally told me what he really dreamed about. I was usually not very comfortable with the subject, but I knew I had to ask.

"Frank?"

"Hmm?" His arms were still holding me, keeping me close to him.

"Have you ever had...you know." I mumbled quietly. I hoped he caught on to what I was saying because I didn't want to actually have to say it.

"What?" Ugh!

"Have you had sex before?" I said quickly. I turned my head so that we couldn't make eye contact.

"Yeah, once." I didn't know how to feel. I felt a bit sad that Frank had been with other girls but I knew I shouldn't worry about since he's with me now.

"With who? Jenna?" Jealousy sprang through my body. I disliked Jenna so much and the thought of her having sex with Frank disgusted me.

"No, some girl. We were at a party and I was plastered. I didn't really know her." I furrowed my eyebrows and stayed the way I was, not looking at him.

"When?"

"The year you left." I didn't say anything. "Hey," Frank said while his hands went up to my face, he slid a finger under my chin and pulled my face up. Making me look at him.

"It was only once, and I know it makes me seem like some douche bag because I didn't even know the girl. But I felt nothing. And after that I forced myself not to do it again until I was with someone that I really loved."

"So, you didn't do it with Jenna?" My voice sounded small.

"No," He smiled, "How could I, all I was really thinking about was you." I returned the smile. Frank looked down at me, his smile fading away.

"What about you?" Making me blush. I've never done anything, but I had come close to it once.

"Not really." I answered with my eyebrows furrowed.

His features turned into ones of confusion, "Not really?"

"I mean..." I trailed off, trying to find the right words, "I almost did. Like, I got to the whole get naked part but then I chickened out." He didn't seem to pleased about my answer.

"With who?"

"Cooke." That had to be the most awkward moment of my life. I can't believe I had almost had sex with Cooke. God, I let him see me naked. Luckily, I didn't let it go any further.

"I hate that guy." He stated.

"Well, you don't have to worry about him anymore."

"I sure hope so." He mumbled, he pecked my lips quickly before letting me go. "You should start getting ready."

I nodded, I went back into my closet and frantically looked through all of my clothes. I heard Frank laugh, I turned to look at him.

"We have really weird conversations."

"You brought it up!" I laughed.

"No, you did!"

"Whatever, Frank." I shook my head playfully and then returned to my quest at finding something decent to wear.