Gerard's POV
Frank and I lay in our bed. I noticed Frank's worried energy the moment I led hin to our bedroom and as we did... Stuff.
I lightly play with Frank's hair how he likes it and he melts against my touch.
"Is everything okay?" I ask.
Frank never bothers to lie to me anymore. He isn't insecure about being worried around me. When we first started dating he felt like he had to be a big, burly man which is funny coming from Frank. The longer our relationship lasts the more open Frank becomes.
When we first started dating Frank wouldn't let me hear songs he wrote. But now, he just leaves his writing notebook open. He doesn't bother, he doesn't care if I see his writing.
"No. Brian wants me to release a public apology. I know it's the best thing to do, but I really don't want to. I know I'll try to make it seem truthful, but it won't be. The worst part is he wants me to apologise in an interview. A live interview. I'll probably say something fucked up and make everything worse." Frank rambles as I wrap my fingers around his hair.
This whole situation is really stressing Frank out. We all know Frank has a hard time thinking before acting. But, it nevers gets this bad. Normally, it's sometthing dumb. Like, climbing onto our tour bus. Or hiding in a Wendys bathroom and stay in the Wendys when they're closed. Small things like that.
But this, this could ruin everything. This can kill our band. This can upset our record label. This can upset our fans. Worst of all, Frank will blame himself.
I can't do anything about it either. All I can do is be here for Frank and hope that everything will blow over.
"You should do the apology. I know you don't want to, but it's for the best. This will all blow over one day and we'll laugh it off and move on." I try to reassure Frank and myself with my words.
I just hope my words are true.
AN
-GROOVYLADY
