Make Me Better

"They're so cute." I gushed, Lindsey nodded eagerly. I felt a hand on my back and I jumped in surprise,

"Will you two stop being stalkers?" Frank asked, wrapping both arms around my waist, I struggled against him as he started to pull me backwards. Gerard and Lindsey argued over the fact that what we were doing was not stalking, we were merely observing.

"Just leave them alone." Frank kissed my cheek, which calmed me down a bit. "Aren't they so cute together, though?" I asked, turning to face Frank. He shrugged while he chuckled. I sighed,

"Oh, you don't understand, you're a guy."

"Maybe not, but I know for sure you two seem like creeps just standing there watching them." He shook his head at me, "Let's go." He grabbed my hand and I groaned dramatically.

"But I was having fun."

"Being a creep?" He asked, a smirk appearing on his lips.

I mumbled slowly, "Yes." Ok, maybe it was a tad bit weird that I was watching Mikey and Emily's first date, but I couldn't help it, they were just too cute. It took Mikey forever to man up and ask her out, I threatened to ask her out for him if he didn't do it soon. He finally did, and I couldn't be happier for the kid.

"Want me to take you home?" Frank asked, nudging me in the ribs.

"I guess, want to come over and watch movies with me?"

"Depends, are we going to make out or are we actually going to be watching a movie?" My eyes widened and I smacked the back of his head,

"We're actually going to watch a movie," I scoffed, "But I guess that doesn't interest you." He laughed nervously,

"I was only kidding."

"Mhhm. Whatever you say, Iero." I responded. When we walked into my house, I could hear excited chatter.

"Guess what?" My mom dashed out into the hallway, surprising Frank and I. I stared at her for a moment, she had a huge smile plastered on her face, her eyes shining brightly.

"You're happy?" I asked slowly.

"Of course!" She responded, "But that isn't the big news, we found out the sex of the baby today." Right on queue my dad walked into the hallway, not looking very excited.

He sighed, "It's a girl." My mom nodded for confirmation,

"Congrats.' Frank smiled.

"Oh," My mom grinned, "thank you, Frank." She pulled him into a hug. I glanced over at my dad, wondering why he didn't seem as happy as my mom.

"What's with you?" I asked him.

"It's a girl, Olive. Another girl!" He exclaimed, moving his arms around for a more dramatic display. "Do you know how hard it is to raise a teenage aged daughter?"

"Hey!" I scolded.

"I need to invest in a shotgun, to keep all those boys at bay." He mumbled, "Why, another girl? Why couldn't it be a boy this time?" He asked, staring up at the ceiling as he walked away.

"Ignore him." My mom said with a slight frown on her face.

"Don't worry, we already are." My dad glared playfully as he walked into the living room, mumbling to himself.

"Anyways, that's great, mom!" She hugged me tightly, I wrapped my arms around her carefully, not wanting to squish the baby. Frank and I were able to escape to my room, we decided to watch A Clockwork Orange.

"Do you think it bothers your dad that the baby might not be his? Frank asked slowly;cautiously. I glanced at him, tearing my gaze away from the tv.

"I don't really know. Maybe he loves my mom so much that it doesn't matter. I'm pretty sure if it isn't his he wouldn't try and disown the baby. Or maybe he does feel a bit sad about it, I can't really tell. My dad keeps all his feelings to himself." I shrugged.

"So, if I got pregnant and you weren't sure if it was yours, would you be mad?" Frank asked, a small smile forming on his lips. He was trying to lighten up the situation, and it was working 'cause I started laughing loudly.

"I would be quite pissed off, Frank." I grinned.

"No need to worry, I only want to have your babies." He chuckled.

"Good." I leaned up to press my lips to his. I rested my hands on his chest as I pushed him back, I crawled into his lap. I nibbled on his bottom lip roughly, earning a throaty groan from him. Something sparked off in me, and it happened out of nowhere. It even surprised me. I wanted Frank, oh so bad. His tongue traced my bottom lip and I sighed softly as I opened my mouth slightly.
I moved lower down so that my lips were at his neck, I sucked and nibbled at his flesh.

"What are you doing, Oli?" He breathed out. I groaned loudly, I knew he was going to stop me any second now.
I sat up straight and looked down at him,
"What?" I asked as I crossed my arms over my chest.

"We can't." He sighed, "your parents are in the other room. And the last time this happened you freaked out on me the day after."

"That was then!" I mumbled, getting off his lap. I was quite embarrassed now,

"You don't have to do any of this, not until you're ready."
"But, I am ready." I mumbled under my breath.

"If you don't want me, that's all you had to say. Stop coming up with stupid excuses." I said, jumping off my bed.

Frank groaned, "Are you kidding?" He scoffed, "You don't know how bad I want you, Olive. You fucking drive me crazy. But I need you to be sure you're ready, I don't want to pressure you into anything that you'll regret. When you're ready, I promise I won't deny you, and I can't have sex with you with your parents right down the hall, anyways."

"I am ready, gosh!" My cheeks were warming up, "and it isn't like they would be able to hear us." I rolled my eyes.

"What's the rush, Oli?" He stood up and wrapped me up his arms, "we have all the time in the world to.... you know, love each other." I blushed and laughed softly.

"You did not just say that."

"I know." He grinned, slapping himself on the forehead playfully. I pulled away from completely,

"Fine. Have it your way." I frowned.

"You don't know how bad I want to rip your clothes off, Olive." He whispered. I raised an eyebrow,

"Then do it." I challenged.

"Later." He kissed my cheek and walked out my room, leaving me quite annoyed.