Mikey's POV

Alicia flits from dress to dress, flapping her hands in desperation. "Mikey help!" She moans. Sighing I heave myself forwards, propelling my body towards her. "What's up?" I ask. She fixes me with a "what do you think" look. "I don't know what to wear to the party." Alicia says. I smirk and whisper, "I don't care. All I wanna know is what is underneath." I press my lips to hers. She kisses back roughly, moaning slightly. I move my lips to her neck and nibble at the soft skin.

She pushes me off her, resting her hand on my chest. "Mikey we're in the middle of a shop!" Alicia hisses. "Sorry...maybe later?" I wink at her. She caves and nods, kissing me quickly before going back to stressing about clothes. "Babe, calm down," I say, taking her hand. "Let's go get a drink and think about it yeah?"

All I want is a rest. I love her but I hate shopping. Even when Gerard drags me shopping for groceries or art supplies I wanna gouge my eyes out. I would much rather be watching a movie on the sofa or on my girlfriend than be doing this shit. "Starbucks?" Alicia asks, hopeful. I nod and smile. "Sure, why not." Grinning, we both flounce out the shop, well Alicia does, I just trot along behind like a puppy with small legs, the total opposite to my long giraffe ones. My phone rings and I rip my hand from Alicia's.

"Mikey come on! It's cold and I need a coffee!" My girlfriend calls. "One second babe, I need to answer this. Just go inside and order something. Grab a seat by the window." I call back. "How long will you be?" A worried tone creeps into her voice but I smile reassuringly. "I won't be long." She nods unconvinced but still leaves with a soft kiss.

The touch of her lips against mine lingers as I answer my phone with an annoyed "Hello?"

G: where the Hell are you?

M: chill, I'm out shopping with Alicia. I told you earlier when I left.

G: yeah but that was five hourse ago. You said you would be three! Please tell me you're almost done.

M: no, we're getting coffee, she's gonna buy something, we're gonna go. I have homework to do.

G: ok but...don't be late.

M: don't worry Gee, I won't be. Is Frank with you?

G: yeah hi Mikey!

M: Hi Frank!

G: so, you gonna be home soon?

M: yes mom

G: oh fuck off

M: I'm good

G: fuck a whale

M: for the last time Gerard, I don't like you like that!

G: just get your ass home soon.

M: stop calling me and maybe I will have time and space to.

He hung up on me. That motherfucker! Never mind. I'll just go get that coffee and take my sweet ass time or, I'll be nice and not rush Alicia. Actually I might have to rush her. I don't think I've got the willpower not to. Maybe next time.

Pete's POV

My phone pings again and I throw it against the wall as I see the contact name. Patrick. Again. I love Patrick, I really do but I just don't love him in the same way he loves me. "You should break up with him." Brendon states. I groan and throw my head in my hands. "I know. I've known that for the past three years!"

"Why are you even dating?" Brendon asks. I sigh and think about it. "I don't even know. I was alone and had no one. Patrick was the first person to actually speak to me and through him I met you guys. I was young and didn't know and I thought it was what you do! I think I convinced myself that I liked him and I was scared that I was gonna lose you guys if I didn't." I sigh and heave myself off the beanbag and onto my bed.

If I break up with Patrick now then I definitely will lose him and maybe some other people along the way. "I think you should answer that this time." A hand sticks out in front of my face with a vibrating plastic device in it. I put out my own hand and my arm starts vibrating as well. "How did you break up with Dallon?" I ask him. He just shrugs. "I just kinda said all the classic clichés and prepared myself for losing a few people, but I was ok knowing that I wouldn't lose everyone and I would be happy again. Now I am, now I have Ryan."

I smile and press the answer button.

Pa: I think we should just be friends.

Pe: hello to you too

Pa: I'm sorry Pete but it's just th-

Pe: Joe?

Pa: yeah.

Pe: ok.

Pa: I'm sorry.

Pe: it's ok Patrick. Friends?

Pa: friends.

Pe: yay!

Pa: you're such a dork

Pe: yup

Pa: bye ya weirdo

Pe: bye!

"Was it like that?" I ask Brendon. He nods slightly, mouth agape. "You might wanna close that, the spiders will be jealous of you catching all their flies." I giggle. "Dude, you got that all wrong." Brendon complains. "Do you think I fucking care? I'm heartbroken." Yes I play the heartbroken card.

"All right, all right I'll get the ice cream!" He says. "Yay! Thanks Beebo." I squeal. "Fucking dork." Bren shakes his head and exits. When his footsteps get more distant I allow myself to cry. Patrick called me a dork right after he... No matter who had ended it, the fact he was with Joe, one of my best friends, stings. He was cheating on me. He didn't say it but it was pretty fucking obvious. How did I only now notice the little glances? The long 'talks'? The 'studying'? How have I allowed myself to be so blind?

Well you know what they say,

"Love is blind and love isn't always fair."

So what's the verdict? I hope you guys enjoy this! I've wanted to make it for a while.

Xemoissmol_x22 what do you think? I know you ship Petekey, right? 

This whole story is dedicted to tillyesmec but some chapter may be dedicated to other people :)