Title: Give 'Em Hell Kid - Sequel to My Way Home Is Through You!!
Rating: NC-17 overall.
P.O.V: Liam'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 26. I hope you like it. It's my peace offering for not doing any of Shakin' Hands (for those that read it) and for going on holiday for a week and leaving you all ficless :P
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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 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25

 

Chapter 26 - Leaving On A Jetplane

 Liam's P.O.V

  I pulled away and turned on the TV, deciding I needed a break.

 "Liam, I need to tell you something." This sounds ominous.

  "Babe, what is it?"

 "I'm moving." She left an uncomfortable pause. "To Mississippi."

 "That's...quite far away." I burst out before I had fully processed what she'd said. That's quite an understatement actually.

 "Yeah..." But it seems we're having an understated conversation.

 "How long has this been an idea for?" Why do I even care? She's going away, this is huge. I actually really like her. I'll miss her, that's a strange sensation.

 "About two months." I've been left out of the loop for that long? Unfair!

 "And you didn't think to tell me before that?"

 "It wasn't definate." Yeah, 'cause that's a good excuse. Not.

  "What made it definate?"

 "My dad got a promotion." Another one? Could he go any higher?

 "Are you trying to break up with me? Do it quickly if you are."

 "Urm, no. I was hoping for a...long distance thing?" Oh shit. Hell no, I'm not ready for that. I know I said I liked her, but that much? I think not.

 "Babe, we're fourteen. Do we really wanna get that heavy?" Because I certainly don't. Please agree with me.

 "Are you trying to break up with me?" Role reversal much? This is the most retarded break up ever. Although, this is how it's supposed to go. The man should always break up with the woman.

 "Yeah, I guess I am." And we're back to the understatement. Wait, what's happening? She's got up off the sofa. She's leaving me already? I know I just broke up with her, but we've just started watching a movie. We could at least sit and talk for a while. She stopped at the front door and turned around.

  "Fuck you Liam." And she's gone. So this is my first real break up. I feel decidedly upset. I didn't expect this and I have no one to talk to. I should learn to stop keeping things from my parents.

20 minutes later

  "Liam, grab a bag, I'm dying here." I can always count on Frank to be my drama queen. He is consistent in that way. I groaned like I was under great strain and dragged myself off the sofa. I got to him and sniffed.

 "You stink of fag smoke."

 "Well I do smoke."

 "Yeah, but what were you smoking? Just tar in a filter?"

  "Soveriegns actually. They didn't have any Marlboro at the shop."

 "It's a fucking filthy habit." He's giving me a strange look but I don't care, I'm putting the Poptarts away. Or not as they've just fallen on my foot. "For FUCK'S SAKE!!" Now he's just looking at me like he's amused. Amused at my pain. I hate him sometimes.

 "She broke up with you didn't she?" I stopped dead. What?

 "What?"

 "Your girlfriend. She broke up with you didn't she?" Fuck! Shit!

 "What girlfriend?"

 "Don't kid a kidder Liam." He gave me a meaningful look. How the hell did I get caught out?

 "How did you know?" I said amazed, and then mumbled under my breath, "Brian."

 "No, actually. I deduced for myself from the fact that I saw you together looking more than friendly. Unless it's friendly to stick your tongue down someone else's throat. I don't know these days." He paused and turned away from me. "Oh by the way, your dad knows too."

 "Shit! What?"

 "You're not as sneaky as you think you are Liam. Now what happened?"

 "She's leaving."

 "Ah. That's never easy."

 "To Mississippi."

 "Ah. That's even less easy."

 "Yes, I know that. Thank you genius."

 "Eat a Poptart. You'll feel better."
 
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