Make Me Better

To my horror, my mom was around all the time. I should have but I was confused, they never actually told me they were back together. She was just around about everyday, I made sure to stay out of the house as long as possible since I didn't want to hear them when they did 'stuff'. The guys were busy mot of time writing music and the whole shebang. So, I spent most of my time with Lindsey, who also seemed to be quite busy herself, she was trying out for a new band and was practicing like crazy.

Christmas came out of nowhere and I was happy that I spend it with my whole family. My grandma came over to our house with my mom. My mom's stomach was getting bigger, which sort of freaked me out but I made sure not to say anything. She was already emotional as it is. We ate and everything seemed normal, just like the old days. My dad pretty much ran over to the tree once dinner was over, grabbing his presents and opening them quickly.

"Dad! I was going to go first!"

"Too bad, slow poke." He grinned as he looked over a sweater my grandma bought him. We all waited impatiently as my dad opened all his gifts. Once he was done, my mom, grandma, and I opened our presents. I got the usual socks from grandma, a dress from my dad, which was weird but I thanked him anyway, and a jacket from my mom.

"Can I go to Frank's to give him his gift, please?" I asked once we were done with presents.

My dad raised his eyebrow, " What did you get him?"

"Guitar strings, a Dead Kennedy's cd, and a Black Flag shirt."

"You only got me one thing! How come he gets three?" My dad asked, my mom nudged him playfully before giving permission to leave. When I got to Frank's house, I rang the doorbell and shivered at how cold it was outside. Frank's mom opened the door, I smiled and greeted her as she did the same. She told me Frank was up in his room. I trotted up the stairs and barged into Frank's room. He was laying on his bed, strumming his guitar.

"Hi." I smiled at him.

He sat up slowly, "Hey."

"I got you-"

"I did too," He stood up and walked over to his dresser, "Here are your chocolates. There's one missing 'cause Gerard came over and wrestled me to give him one, sorry."

I laughed as I took the box from him, "Thanks." I handed him my nicely wrapped box of guitar strings. He shook it when I handed it to him, trying to figure out what it was.

"Hmm." He ripped open the wrapping paper and smiled over at me, "You know me so well."

I shrugged, "Well, you told me to get them, oh here." I handed him the bag with a huge Snowman on it. He opened it and had a blank look on his face,

"How... How the hell did you get this! Oh man, I'm going to die." He held the cd close to his heart and grinned at me.

"Had to buy it off the internet, which took forever but I finally got it."

"I love you."

"There's more." I pointed to the bag. He raised an eyebrow and took the shirt out, "Thanks, can't ever have too much Black Flag shirts."

"I got you something else."

"Why? All I wanted was chocolate." I opened the box and started to chew on one. He threw something white towards me.

"I know you like them, don't try and deny it."

I laughed as I looked over the shirt, "I guess you got me there." I blushed.

"Now you have to wear it."

"No! Everyone is going to make fun of me."

"No way, there isn't anything wrong with The Backstreet boys." He snorted before having a laughing fit.

"Oh, shut up! They aren't that bad, ok?"

"They're a boy band, Oli." He chuckled.

"So? Just shut up." I frowned. He smirked as he came over to me and grabbed my face in his hands, he kissed my forehead before his lips pressed against mine in a heated kiss. He ended up hovering over me as I laid down on his bed.

"Frank?" The door opened quickly, "Oh!" Frank's mom stared at us and I hid my face with my hands. She gave us a warning look before shutting the door.

"Oh my god." I rolled away from Frank, so that I was on my side, facing the door.

"See what happens when you try and seduce me?"

I scoffed, "I tried to seduce you? You were the one with your tongue down my throat!" He let out a laugh and I glared, "This isn't funny. What if she tells my dad? I'm so embarrassed."

"Why? It isn't like she caught us having sex. We were only making out."

"I'm going home before anything else happens." I stood up and picked up my presents.

"I'll drive you." He hopped off his bed and slipped on his shoes.

"I can just walk home."

"No, no you can't. Its dark and I don't want anything happening to you."

I rolled my eyes, "You sound like my dad, and nothing is going to happen to me."

"You don't know that. Someone can kidnap you and then they'll probably chop you up and feed you to some dogs, then they'll throw your bones into the Mississippi river."

"Thanks for that visual, Frank."

He laughed as we made our way down the stairs.

"I'll be back." Frank said to his mom.

"No fooling around, do you hear me?" She asked, giving both of us a stern look.

"But mom, Oli is just so hot. I can't keep my hands off her."

Her eyes widened, "Franklin Anthony Iero! "

"Ok, ok. We won't fool around." He grabbed my hand and lead me outside quickly.

"We're driving up to New York for new years. Gerard's buddy is throwing some party, want to come?"

"I would have to ask my dad, but if he says yes then I'll go."

He laced our hands together, "Good, 'cause I need someone to kiss at midnight."

"You can always kiss Gerard."

"He sucks a kissing."

"How would you know?" I questioned, eyebrows raised.

He winked at me, "Believe me, I know."

"When the hell did you kiss Gerard?"

"I don't really remember, I was drunk."

I laughed, "You're gay for Gerard."

"Shut up." He blushed, "He kissed me, therefore, he's gay for me. Not the other way around. You're by far the best kisser in my book."

"Really? Jenna wasn't better than me?"

Frank made a face and gagged, "Why are you bringing her up?"

"You went out with her."

He rolled his eyes, "Don't remind me."