Title: Give 'Em Hell Kid - Sequel to My Way Home Is Through You!!
Rating: NC-17 overall.
P.O.V: Liam's, then Brian's
Disclaimer: Not real. I have them locked up in my closet. Of course I do. Not!
Dedications: Rachael for writing this with me. Melody because she's my wifey.
Summary: Frank and Gerard are happily married, or, they were until Gerard turned up on the doorstep with a baby. Will they cope, or will their marriage suffer? This is the story of how they cope.
Author's Notes: Chapter 23. I apologise in advance if the beginning is confusing.
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Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15a Chapter 15b Chapter 15c Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18Part1 Chapter 18Part2 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22


Liam's P.O.V - Secrets and Lies.
 
 "Chiquito's."
 
 "Frank, for God's sake. We've been to Chiquito's the last three times."
 
 "But Gerard."
 
 "No."
 
 "Will you shut up I'm trying to concentrate here!"
 
 "Yeah! I want this tattoo to come out right!"
 
 "Shut up Will. And Jimmy, who said you could tattoo in my living room? You tattooed my 13 year old son, I don't wanna see that gun again."
 
 "Gerard, stop harping on about it!"
 
 "You're no better Brian, you let it happen!"
 
 "We have got to come to this house more often babe."
 
 "Ian, you're an idiot."
 
 "So are you Sean."
 
 "Shut up Brendon."
 
 "Don't tell him to shut up."
 
 "Fine Patrick. You shut up."
 
 "Alicia, did you leave the oven on?"
 
 "No Mikey, I didn't. OW Josh, that was my foot."
 
 "Do you see how many people are on this sofa?"
 
 "Yeah. Four. You, me, Nathan and Matthew."
 
 "RIGHT! Frankie and Benny's."
 
 "Yeah."
 
 "Yeah, I'm good with that."
 
 "Who's going in who's car?"
 
  Oh. My. God. My dad knows some crazy people! As soon as they started turning up, I kinda escaped to the nook. I can handle them individually, but as a collective? No. I don't even know why they're here. They're going out for some random reason. Now that they've finally decided where to go, they're all arguing over who's going in Patrick's car. I don't think they like it very much. I'm just waiting for the bit where they try to convince Frank and Alicia not to drive.
 
 "But Frank, you know how much you like your tequila when we go out. You won't be able to have it if you drive."
 
  And it begins. I'm just happy that Mikey and Alicia got a babysitter, 'cause I cannot deal with Junior and Sophie tonight. Sophie's cute but I can't handle a baby.
 
 "Liam, we're going now!"
 
 "Thank God!"
 
 "Don't be perdantic!"
 
Brian's P.O.V
 
At Frankie and Benny's
 
  Get 14 people in an American-Italian restaurant, let 11 of them get drunk and it has some very funny consequences. Luckily no one's up on the table yet. It normally happens, but I'm really hoping it won't. Me, Patrick and Josh are the only ones not drinking 'cause we're driving.
 
 "Briaaan." trilled a very out of it Frank.
 
 "What?"
 
 "Gerard forgot his waaaallet." Oh no.
 
 "I'm not driving back to your place to get it."
 
 "Please?" He's doing the puppydog eyes. Very drunkenly, but also very effectively.
 
 "Ergh, fine. Jim, I need the carkeys."
 
 "But me and Ian are playing catch with them!" he whined.
 
 "Now come on Jimmy. Give me the car keys." I said, trying to prise them out of his hand. Motherfucker! He bit me! "Jimmy, give me the car keys, now or no sex tonight." That earned a series of drunken 'oooh's. He wasn't gonna get any tonight anyway, 'cause he's too drunk, but he doesn't need to know that.
 
At the Apartment
 
 "Liam, it's only me!" I hear giggling. Liam's here on his own though..."Liam...?"
 
  I opened his bedroom door slowly. Holy shit he's got a girl on the bed. She's fully clothed but still, I don't like where his hand is going.
 
 "Liam!" I have never seen him move so fast.
 
 "Shit Brian, you scared me."
 
 "I did announce myself, but you were obviously too busy to notice."
 
 "Urm..."
 
 "Don't even try and talk your way out of it. It's impossible."
 
 "She's just a friend."
 
 "Oh, so you sexually molest all of your friends do you?"
 
 "Yes?"
 
 "I'm sure your dad said you weren't allowed to have a girlfriend."
 
 "He doesn't need to know."
 
 "How long?"
 
 "Since just after Christmas."
 
 "It's July Liam!"
 
 "I know. I'm good."
 
 "But still, is it a good idea to decieve your parents like this?"
 
 "You're like a third parent."
 
 "Well I am your Godfather."
 
 "Pardon?" The look of shock on his face was amusing.
 
 "Yes, that's right. So, who is this lovely lady?"
 
 "I'm Catherine."