Mikey's POV

"Fucking finally!" Slamming the door behind me I roll my eyes. "Fuck off Gee! You spend hours out when you're with Frank. How is this any different?" Gerard leans against the kitchen door frame and looks at me. "Alicia doesn't have a dick." He points out. God I'm gonna punch him.

Pushing past him, I poke him. Hard. "Ow!" Halfway up the stairs he calls after me "The parties at Brendon's by the way!" Great. Brendon always throws the best parties. The best hospital parties! Last time his house almost burnt down and someone almost died of alcohol poisoning like the year before but people still go. Don't ask why.

Time skippp

"Hurry your ass up!" My brother shouts. "I know! You've been saying that for the past five minutes!" I shout back. Racing down the stairs and bitch slapping him I jump into the car. Holding his burning cheek, Gerard starts mumbling curses at me. "Oh no, the big bad witch is gonna curse me!" I say in mock terror. He shuts up and carries on driving.

After five minutes he says "What happened to you? It's 'cause of Alicia. She's changed you. You used to be so kind and now you're cool!" He says that with such animosity that I recoil in shock. "Look I knew you didn't like her but I didn't know it was that strong!" I leave the car and a fuming brother walking straight past Alicia and towards the alcohol.

"Mikey? Are you just gonna ignore me the whole evening?" She asks, arms crossed. After two shots I turn round. "Yeah, why shouldn't I? Gee doesn't like you, why should I?" I ask, stifling a grin. "Maybe because you love me?" That makes me laugh. " Love? What is love? We're too young to know what it is. We're just hormones and sex glands. We don't know actual love." I answer truthfully. "That's where you're wrong. I love you. Yes I like having sex, but I also feel. Maybe if you'd given us time, you would've felt the same." She says, tears in her eyes. "I'm not talking about this. Right now I'm gonna get drunk and dance. I'll love you in the morning." I take another three shots and grab a red cup with some unidentifiable liquid.

"Mikey! Come dance!" Brendon calls me over. My feet carry me towards him and the rhythm of the music runs through me. A few more drinks and through the haze I find myself attached to someone else's lips. They, wait, he takes my hand, leading me upstairs. I've only ever been with one boy and that ended in heartbreak for both of us. He was suicidal and I tried so hard to be there for him but my mom kept me away. I still love him. Actual love, unlike Alicia. She's a sort of cover up I guess.

Drunk kisses lead to drunk undressing which leads to crumpled sheets and loud moans. The pleasure I feel with him is unlike anything I've ever felt with Alicia. I've only felt like this with one person before...Alicia!

"Alicia!" She stands in the doorway, horrified and in tears. "I guess it's over then. Do you even care? Tell me truthfully!" A cloud blocks my judgment but I push through the water vapour and actually think. Less shopping, more sleep, happier thoughts. Maybe I can find him again... "No." I say, truth coating my words, doubt cast aside. She nods and sniffles. "Ok." She leaves and hands pull me back down. "Forget about her. Let's have some more fun baby." He whispers in a husky voice. I comply and once more, our voices fill the room.

Pete's POV

"Drink this, find someone, fuck them, move on." Brendon's words float around my brain as I'm being fucked into my mattress. I don't know who he is but I've only ever felt this way once before. Before he was torn from me. He stops and I vaguely hear him speak but I don't care. His attention is taken off me and I don't like that.

Pouting I pull him back to me. "Forget about her. Let's have some more fun baby."

Time skipe

"Turn off the fucking sun!" Someone groans. It wasn't me. It came from beside me. "Wait, where am I?" Oh shit! Gracefully turning over I open my eyes and stare into someone else's.
"Pete?"

"Mikey?"

"Oh shit!"

"I can't be here." Mikey says, scrambling to find his clothes. "Why? Because of last time? Because the last time this happened I almost died?" I ask. Mikey avoids looking at me. "Yes." He whispers, barely audible. "Did you ever care?" I ask, my voice cracking. Mikey looks at me in shock. "Of course I cared! I still do! But I have a girlfriend...or I did."

Then it hits me. That's who he was talking to. He moved on. Well so did I but I can't blame him, why did I ever think we could work again? "What's wrong?" Mikey asks softly, swiping a stray piece of hair. I look into his questioning eyes and struggle to hold back the oncoming waterfall. "Everything. Patrick just broke up with me, I just slept with the man I'm in love with again and he's moved on. I'm stupid for ever thinking we could happen again."

Mikey nods and pulls on his clothes. "Yes you are. Bye Pete." Kissing me softly he leaves, the door swinging closed behind him. "Bye Mikey." I whisper. "You fucked up." Bren says, standing in my doorway. "Fuck off." I groan, covering my face. Now Mikey's gone my headache is here and so is the rising wall of naseua. "Bathroom's mine." I warn, pushing past him.

I make it into the already puke filled bathroom, emptying my stomach into the porcelain bowl. Chunks cover the floor. How did they get it everywhere but the toilet? "I was tired, sick and didn't quite make it. Sorry!" Brendon says from the door way. "For fucks sake Bren." I groan again. Giving me a apologetic look he walks off, leaving me in a pukey bathroom, half naked and heartbroken.

Goodbye MikeyWay

I love you

Dedicated to AWetTeenageDream :)