Teenagers

I Slept With Someone In Fall Out Boy... Pt.1

[Pete’s POV]

 

Ah, lazy Saturdays, I love you. Saturdays were always my favourite. All I did was lay around the house watching TV or movies, play around on my bass, curl up with a book, or browse the internet for something entertaining. I never had to go outside and worry the stupid idiots that enjoyed harassing me and I probably had homework and important shit like that to do, but I chose to ignore it on Saturdays so I could actually enjoy my life for once.

I could feel the sun on my face and decided it was time to get up. That’s funny, I can’t remember the last time I opened the blinds in my room. Must have been mum. I yawned, stretching out my arms and legs, but stopped abruptly when I felt resistance. Who the hell is in my bed? I carefully opened my eyes, peeking through my lashes at my unknown bunk buddy. What I saw brought a whole wave of memories flooding back into my fogged over brain. Mikey. That’s where I was. I wasn’t at home. I was at Mikey’s because I had stayed over last night. Mum hadn’t opened my blinds, I was in Mikey’s room and Mikey leaves his open. Mum! Oh shit! She’s probably worried sick about me. I never told her where I was going! God she’s going to kill me. I quietly slipped out from under Mikey’s arm that he had draped over my chest at some point, ignoring the adorable, unconscious  grabbing motions he made. I found my jeans on the floor and quickly pulled out my cell phone. Sure enough 10 missed calls from mum and 10 new voice mail messages. Fantastic. I listened to the messages and all were the worried messages from mum asking where I had gone and why I wasn’t answering and what had happened and was I okay. Now I feel horrible. I can’t believe I forgot to text her. I quickly pulled up a new text and typed: “Hey mum! I’m okay. I’m sorry I didn’t call or text last night to tell you I was staying at a friend’s house. Its only a few blocks away, no worries I’m fine! Again, really sorry about that. Love you - P.” I really didn’t feel like calling her and having her yell at me for an hour. Plus I also didn’t want to explain that I just went home with some random stranger I met yesterday. I know she wants me to make friends, but I doubt this is what she meant. No sooner than I’d sent the message she replied: “Good to hear from you. Glad you’re okay! Thanks for texting me. Have fun! - Mum”. I really hope she thinks I’m at Patrick’s or Brendon’s. Now what? I don’t want to just wander around Mikey’s house. It’s still only 9:00am. I could just get back in bed and sleep some more. Yeah. I’ll do that. I carefully crawled back into bed with Mikey, trying my best not to wake him. That didn’t seem to work too well though, because as soon as he felt me lying next to him he was wrapping his arms around me and pulling me back against him.

“Where’d you go?” He mumbled sleepily into the back of my shoulder.

“Had to text my mum and tell her I wasn’t dead.”

“Oh. Okay. She’s not mad is she?”

“Nah. I think she thinks I’m at my friend Patrick’s house.”

“Alright.” Mikey rolled over on his back taking me with him. I rolled over so I laying with my head on his chest, his arms still around me.

“So whatcha wanna do today, Pete?”

“Sleep.” I said yawning.

“You can’t sleep the day away.” He said chuckling as he ran his fingers through my hair.

“You just watch me, MikeyWay.”

“Seriously, what do you wanna do? My parents are out of town for the next two weeks on a business trip so we can go anywhere and do anything you want. We could even take a road trip if you want to!”

“I don’t know. I really don’t. Its not like I spend my Saturdays doing anything exciting.”

“Well, what do you spend your Saturdays doing?”