Thank you for your replies! This is the last chapter for this small story! However currently writing another so they'll will be more! Thank you once again!

Chapter Three

The sun was beginning to set in the distance, and the skies were turning an shade of grey, with darkness closely approaching. Andy had began re putting everything back into the bags and then lastly looking back to Frankie. She was laying down next to where his imprint in the blanket was. Her hair was gently messed and resting across her cheeks. When she slept she made this cute smile while her nose twitched every so often. He didn't want to disturb her, but knew he had to get her home soon. He took the bags back to the car and then left the passenger door open as he went back for Frankie. He carefully leant over her, and pulled her up into his arms, protecting her head from falling as he rested it gently on his shoulder, while sweeping the blanket and walking across the grass to the car. He put her into the chair and belted her up, then emerging the blanket back around her body for security.

The traffic was calm for this time of evening and what journey would normally take up to an hour had took half the time. Andy parked the car opposite Frankie's house and removed the keys. He looked over to see her still sweetly sleeping and wrapped around in a blanket.

He sighed before walking around the car and pulling out her bag she had left on the floor. Her bag was filled full of unnecessarily junk, such as vitamins, tissues and random pieces of torn up card. He eventually found her keys and placed them into his pocket. He gently moved Frankie forward and helped her up into his arms again. He walked up the concrete steps to her front door before using the keys to open it and walk up the stairs to where Frankie's bedroom was located.

He kicked the door gently open and placed her down onto the duvet and moved the pillows to support her head. She instantly curled her body to protect itself when she was gently back onto her bed. Andy removed her shoes from her feet and took off her jacket so when she woke up she wouldn't be too hot.

Andy sat back down on the bed besides her. "Frank, can you hear me? Frankie?" he gently called her name, but no responses except from a deep breath in.

"Frankie, I love you. I think I love you" he paused before he continued. "Well, I know I love you. I mean remember when we spoke all night the other month about telebtebbies and how bad the reruns are? or when we eat so much Chinese we both had to roll to work the next morning?" he laughed at his own speech before continuing.

"I always hated how Ian treated you. You were always better than him. He took advantage of you, I know you loved him which is why I never said anything, but I just didn't get the impression he loved and needed you as much as you needed him" he sighed.

"I love you too" Frankie turned gently over her body now facing Andy, as she moved her hand to his knee to be joined by his hand in return.