Disclaimer: I dreamt this one night and I thought I would put it into words. Don't steal, please don't sue me and as much as I would love to I do not own or know the incredibly talented boys. Thank you.

Emily's P.O.V

'Emily! Happy 18th!' Frankie said, giving me a big hug then handing me a small black box.

'It's ... you're ... this isn't .... Is it?' I stuttered ... looking at the small black box.

'No I'm not proposing but open it!' he said, a beautiful smile creeping across my boyfriends' face. Slowly I slipped off the lid to find....

'Oh my god ... Frankie it's beautiful ... I love you so much ... I love it!' I squealed, picking up the silver skull necklace, which had 'Frankie <3's Emily' engraved on the cross bones.

'It's not as beautiful as you ... it's also to mark our 3 year anniversary babe. I love you with my whole heart... Nothing less' Frankie said, looking straight into my eyes.

'Oh Frankie I love you too ... more then you will ever know .... I'm so happy with you!' I said, and he leant forward and sweetly kissed my lips.

'Could you please do this up?' I asked, handing him the amazing necklace.

'Sure' he said, and I held up my hair as he did up the clasp.

'There ... its suits you' he said, smiling, obviously proud of his choice.

'You have no idea how much I love it!' I squealed.

'Now c'mon get ready! We gotta get going!' he said, pushing me into my room.

'Okay, okay, okay I just gotta grab my bag and my phone!' I said, squirming as Frankie started to tickle me.

'STOP IT!' I screamed, giggling. I quickly popped the essentials into a black bag and swung it over my shoulder.

'Okay lets hit the road!' I said, and with that Frankie took my hand and led me out the front door, locking it behind ourselves.

When we got to Rach's house at which a party was being held, we parked the car but before I got out Frankie stopped me.

'Well, here we are ... umm look I just wanted to say, I'm sorry about my family being such assholes the past year, you've really helped me through Emily, and I love you and I couldn't live without you' Frankie confessed, looking at me with the most sincere look.

'Frankie ... there is no one I'd rather have shared the hard times with. I love you too' I said, and we both hoped out of the car and walked the long journey down Rach's drive way, holding hands. Rach burst out the front door, running towards me.

'HAPPY 18TH BABE OH MY GOD YOU'RE SO OLD WE HAVE TO GET YOU DRUNK NOW ITS LEGAL' she squealed. Frankie and I laughed, and with that Rach grabbed my hand and led us both inside, to a room full of people.

'How many people did you invite?' I yelled over the loud music.

'Oh don't you worry your little self babe ... now go mingle!' Rach pushed me into crowd, and along the way I lost Frankie's hand, which wasn't a big thing, we weren't that clingy. The first person I spotted was Mikey, who was desperately trying to get rid of an obviously unwanted girl. As soon as he spotted me, he ushered me over.

'Emily didn't you say you needed help with the drinks? Sorry I have to go Dani, nice talking to you!' he said, before grabbing my arm and pulling me through the kitchen and into the 'good' lounge. I cracked up laughing and he frowned at me.

'That SO wasn't funny' he said.

'I'm sorry' I said, giving him my best puppy dog face look.

'That's cool! OH I'M SORRY EM! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!' he squealed, launching himself onto me and into a bear hug.

'Heh thanks Mikey, love ya too' I said, hugging him back.

'Sorry' he said, pulling away.

'That's cool; now let's go have some fun now I'm legal!' I said winking, and we linked arms and went back into the party.

About two or three hours later I still hadn't seen Frankie, so I decided to go searching for him, after all, it was my 18th, and I wanted to spend it with him. I found Gerard on the couch, so I went and sat down next to him for a bit.

'Have you seen Frankie?' I asked him.

'Nah I haven't, but I've been searching for Rach too and she doesn't seem to be here either!' he said, shrugging.

'Hmm ... look I'm going to go check my phone, then I'll come back and well go look for them, k?' I said, and he nodded his head before taking another sip of his drink.

After fighting through some people I finally found the stairs, which had been roped off. So I took off my heels, placing them carefully in the corner, and slowly climbed under the rope, being careful not to trip and fall. I hadn't drunk anything, so this wasn't that hard to do. I crept up the stairs, not wanting to make them creak, and opened Rach's bedroom door, which had turned into the bag room. The light was off, so I left the door ajar and fumbled around for the switch. When I located it and switched it on, I wish I hadn't.

'EMILY!!' Rach screamed, from underneath Frankie. They looked like two deer caught in head lights. Tears swelled in my eyes, so I quickly grabbed my bag and sprinted down the stairs. Once at the bottom I grabbed my heels and ran for the door, but Gerard stopped me in my path.

'What's wrong Em?' he asked.

'Oh, go ask Rach and Frankie, but make sure to knock, you don't want to disturb them mid act!' I said, my voice filled with malice, and I pushed past him and out the door. So much for this being the best night of my life. I briskly walked up the driveway, making sure not to step on the sharp stones. I heard heavy foot steps, running after me.

'EMILY! WAIT! PLEASE, I CAN EXPLAIN!' shouted Frankie. I got to the top of the drive way and spun around, in tears.

'Explain? EXPLAIN?! How is there another way to put what I just saw?!' I nearly screamed.

'Em, please, we were, I am ...' he said, fumbling with his shirt, which was still in his hands.

'Drunk? Frankie this is my 18th!' I screamed, cutting him off mid sentence. 'What happened to the Frankie before we arrived? The one who can't live without me? The one who I thought wouldn't ever fuck my best friend' I said, tears streaming down my face. I scrunched my face up in pain, trying to stop the tears. I turned my head away, about to leave.

'Emily please, just, just don't go' he said, a single tear falling from his face. I had never seen Frank cry before.

'I'm not going back in there Frankie' I said, pointing to the house.

'I didn't mean that ... I meant ... don't leave me' he said, looking at me with his bright green eyes.

'I'm not ..... Right now. I don't know ... I need to think.' I said, turning away from him, wiping away some of the moisture from my drenched face.

'Where are you going!' he shouted after me.

'Any where but here' I shouted back.

Frank's P.O.V

I hadn't seen Emily for a while, so I decided to search for her, I mean this was her 18th and I wanted to spend it with her. I was definitely a bit drunk, making most of the girls look like her, which made my job a whole lot harder. I finally found her talking to a couple of random people so I grabbed her waist and pulled her away.

'Well hello Hottie!' she said, slurring, and obviously drunk as well. I kissed her, licking her vodka tasting lips and begging for entrance. She accepted, and soon our tongues were thrashing against each others.

'Let's go ... upstairs' she panted, so I followed her, climbing over the rope, up the stairs and all the way to a bedroom.

She opened the door, and I switched off the light before grabbing her waist and pulling her into a kiss again. She tugged at my shirt, ripping it over my head. I undid her corset, which some how confused me, because she was wearing a singlet when we arrived. But soon that thought left my mind as she undid my belt and pulled my pants down, along with my boxers. I lifted her skirt up and ripped off her underwear, before laying her down on the bed.

'Are you ready?' I asked her, between kisses.

'Fuck me.' she said, and that was all the encouragement I needed, so I thrust myself into her, slowly building up a rhythm, when ....

'EMILY' some one screamed, and I look down to see Rach underneath me and the love of my life fleeing the room in tears.

'HOLY FUCK' I screamed, and I leapt off the bed and threw on my boxers and pants. Rach was holding her head in her hands, sitting upright on the edge of the bed.

'What have I done ... what have we done Frank?' she whispered. She obviously didn't know it was me either.

'Can we talk later? I need to go find Emily.' I said, and she nodded, so I sprinted down the stairs, almost running into Gerard.

'Have you seen Em?' I asked.

'Yeah, she just ran out the door in tears, why?' he asked.

'Go ask Rach' I said, running past him and out the front door. I could see Emily walking up the drive way, and as I made my way to her I just kept thinking about what I had done.

'EMILY! WAIT! PLEASE, I CAN EXPLAIN!' I shouted and slowed down to a walk as she stopped at the top of the drive way and turned to face me.

'Explain? EXPLAIN?! How is there another way to put what I just saw?!' she screamed at me. I felt so bad ... I just wanted to rewind and go back to arriving at the party, and never leave her side.

'Em please, we were, I am ...' I said, fumbling with my shirt, which I was holding since I hadn't had a chance to put it on.

'Drunk? Frankie this is my 18th!' She screamed, cutting me off. 'What happened to the Frankie before we arrived? The one who can't live without me? The one who I thought wouldn't ever fuck my best friend' she said, the tears following one another down her face. I wanted to run to her and hold her, and tell her I wanted to spend my life with her, that she was perfect, that I loved her, but my feet wouldn't move.

'Emily please, just, just don't go' I finally mumbled, and I felt a single tear falling from my eye and down my cheek. I felt sick ... I had made the biggest mistake of my life.

'I'm not going back in there Frankie' she said, pointing to the house.

'I didn't mean that ... I meant ... don't leave me' I said, looking at her, hoping she would forgive and forget. I sure as hell knew I would never do this again now. I never wanted to see alcohol again.

'I'm not ..... Right now. I don't know ... I need to think.' She said, holding a hand to her head and turning away from me.

'Where are you going?' I shouted after her.

'Anywhere but here' She shouted back. I sighed and held my head.

Slowly I walked back into the party and up the stairs, the whole way praying that I wouldn't run into any one. When I got to Rach's bedroom I opened the door and found her and Gerard sitting on her bed talking. I looked at them with my blood shot eyes, grabbed my keys and left. I was thinking about Emily so much that the next thing I knew I was in my car pulling into her drive way. I didn't even realise I had driven to her place. I got out of the car, and walked up to her front door. Knock, knock, knock. There were no lights on and there was no sign of movement, so I walked back to my car and sat in the drivers' seat, my hands glued to the steering wheel. Where would I go if I was her? And then it clicked. The beach. She had a rock she always sat on, that over looked the whole beach. She had to be there. So I pulled out of her driveway and soon I was on my way.

I turned on the stereo to hear 'Empty Apartment' by Yellowcard playing. 'Great' I thought. I pulled into the car park and hoped out, searching the cliff over looking the beach for her. And there she was, the wind blowing her hair away from her face, sitting cross legged with her hands resting in her lap. She was sitting so tall ... she looked like some sort of angel. Slowly I started to walk towards her, but she turned away from me, getting up and rapping her arms around someone. They swayed, and then spun around. It was Jepha. Great ... so I got back in my car and drove home. Angry, and sad, no .... sad doesn't describe this. Depressed.

A week later and I hadn't heard anything from her. Rach and I had sat down and discussed everything. That made me feel a bit better. I'd gone round to Emily's house every day and every time her older sister or Jepha wouldn't let me in. I sat on my bed, with my guitar, just thinking about the past 3 years, and how I ruined them all in 10 minutes. So I started to strum, and soon the words flowed after them. I had to go see Emily; I had tried everything but this to win her back.

Emily's P.O.V

I turned away from Frankie and walked down the road ... I had to go to the beach. It's where I always go, and I knew Frankie would find me there but I didn't care. I started to run and within five minutes I had arrived. Scanning the sand dunes I found my rock, and plopped myself down on it, sitting cross legged, with the wind in my face, pushing my hair away from me. Why the fuck did he have to do this to me? I didn't even blink ... I just started out into the ocean. I don't want to live without Frankie. I don't want to live. I just kept repeating that over and over in my mind. I heard a car pull up and I thought it was Frankie, but when I turned around I saw Jepha walking towards me. I sprung up off the rock and he pulled me into a hug.

'I heard what happened babe ... I'm really sorry' he whispered in my ear, pushing some hair away from my face. We swayed, and out of the corner of my eye I saw Frankie looking at us, before turning away and leaving, his hands in his pockets. Gutless bastard.

'Thanks Jepha, but ... as cliche as it sounds ... it just hurts.' I whispered, looking up at him.

'I'll always be here for you Em ... I mean, hey, what are best friends for?' he said, and we sat down together as I explained everything.

It had sunk in ... it really had, and I hated him for what he had done to me. Today was the first day I was at school ... for the past week I have just been crying and crying, with Jepha by my side. I never wanted to see Frankie again, but I love Frankie, I love him so much, and should a simple mistake destroy all we have? If I break up with him and regret it, I can't have him back but if I choose to stay with him and regret then I can just break up with him. But he caused me so much pain .... I mean this is one week later! I sat in assembly, pondering this thought and not paying any attention to what was going on below till Anna nudged me.

'Isn't that Frankie?' she asked, pointing to 2 boys who had taken centre stage, each with an acoustic guitar.

'Yeah ... yeah it is.' I said, crossing my arms and pursing my lips, wondering why the hell he was there. I recognised the guy on his right as his best friend Ray, who I was friends with as well. Frankie started talking into the microphone in front of him.

'This song is dedicated to the love of my life, I love her with my whole heart, and I have made a mistake which I deeply regret, which hurt her really bad, so I wrote this song for her. I didn't really want to identify her, but her name is in the lyrics, so here is Emily.' he said, and he and Ray began playing the most beautiful song in the world. I felt every one looking at me, but I couldn't take my eyes away from Frankie. Slowly he sang (Authors note: put on Emily by From First To Last, its that song! But of course Frank's voice lol).

Smiles and her laughter
It's the only thing that I've been waiting for a time
Regardless of our distance and our hope...grows greater
Trapped by pretty eyes and letters for all time
...the only thing that I've been waiting for.

I know it's something worth the waiting
'Cause it's the only thought that I ever feel real
Thunder storms could never stop me
'Cause there's no one in the world like Emily

She's simple yet confusing
Her sparkling eyes make me weak at my words, they tremble
Days seem like years in this month of December
The winter coldens me for I have yet to sleep
And never will I give up trying 'cause you're everything to me

I know it's something worth the waiting
It's the only thought that I ever feel real
'Cause thunder storms could never stop me
'Cause there's no one in the world like Emily,
There's no one in the world like Emily.

By the end of the song I was in tears. And as I looked around, I realised I wasn't the only one. Ms Iowa took over the microphone and said 'Well Emily, do you want to come down and accept your prize?' I giggled, and quickly stood up and moved to the isle, before quietly walking down the stairs to Frankie.

'Emily ... I ...I' he started, but I put my hand over his mouth.

'Forget it ever happened. I love you, and some little fuck isn't going to ruin that.' I said, and with that I took away my hand and kissed his lips. His hands automatically went around my waist as mine went around his neck. A gentle 'aww' was heard from the audience. We broke apart and I smiled. He turned to face the audience and took a bow, before walking off stage, holding my hand, and never letting go.

- Fin -

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