I'm Not Okay, (I Promise) ~A Mikey Way Love Story

1 - Asleep or Dead?

Cole's POV

Sadly, I had to get up and go on with another day of my shit life.

Time to go to school, and get made fun of, then come home and cry your eyes out, I said to myself. I walked to my closet and pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans and a black Anthrax tank top. I pulled my black Converse on over my neon blue socks. As you can tell, I really like black.

My name's Nicole Stevens, but everyone calls me Cole. If you call me Nicole, I will rip your eyes out. I'm 17, I'm about 5'6, I have ice blue eyes, and blonde hair. I have two friends. My best friend, Cassie, and then there's Mikey Way.

Mikey is a really close friend, I tell him everything. He understands me. We've been friends forever. He's really tall compared to me. He has brown, medium brown hair and hazel eyes. He's in a band with his brother, Gerard, and two other guys named Frank and Ray. Mikey plays bass, Gerard sings, and Ray and Frank play guitars. Their band is called My Chemical Romance. They make really good music. Cassie and I love them. Speaking of love, I'm also in love with Mikey, but he doesn't feel the same way.

I was snapped out of Cole-Dream Land by my phone ringing. I grabbed it and smiled when I saw who was calling; Mikey.

"Hey." I said happily after pressing the answer button.

"Hey," He said. I could tell that there was sadness in his voice.

"Mikey, are you okay?" I asked. He stayed silent for a moment.

"Um . . . There's something I have to tell you." He said.

"What?" I asked, now I was starting to get worried. Usually when Mikey calls he isn't sad. Something isn't right.

"Can you come over, like now? We can ditch school and stay at my house all day and talk." He asked. I smiled. Sometimes Mikey and I would ditch school and hang out at his house. We would just sit and talk or watch movies. It was nice. Mikey's parents loved me, so they didn't care that I was always over at their house.

"Sure," I said, still smiling, "I'll be there in 10 minutes."

"Bye," Mikey said. I didn't even have time to respond because immediately after he said that, he hung up the phone.

I walked downstairs and out the front door. I walked to Mikey's house, wondering what he had to tell me. I walked up to the door and knocked. Gerard answered the door and smiled when he saw me. Gerard and I were friends. Besides Cassie, Gerard was the only person that knew that I loved Mikey. He gave me a hug and pulled me in the house.

"Let me guess, you're here to see Mikey?" He said.

"Yeah. He called me and asked if I could come over and talk." I said. The room was silent for a second.

"Cole, when are you going to tell Mikey?" Gerard asked, breaking the silence.

"Tell Mikey what?" I asked, trying to act dumb, but I knew what he meant.

"That you love him!" Gerard said, almost screaming. I ran over to him and put my hand over his mouth.

"Look, I would tell him, but I don't want to ruin our friendship. Plus he doesn't feel the same way about me." I said. I hated saying that out loud. Knowing that Mikey doesn't feel the same way about me made my heart break inside. I started crying. Gerard removed my hand from his mouth and wrapped his arms around me.

"Cole, trust me when I say this: Mikey likes you. He never shuts up about you. So, you seriously need to freaking tell him before he goes crazy. He's scared to tell you for the same reason you're scared to tell him." Gerard said. I stopped crying and looked up at him.

"He seriously likes me?" I asked.

"Yeah, Unless he knows some other blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl named Cole." He said. I was still smiling. I heard footsteps coming from behind me. I turned and saw Mikey standing behind me. I smiled and hugged him. He didn't hesitate to hug me back. He took my hand and led me to his room, which was in the basement. I liked it in his room. It was so quiet and peaceful.

"So what did you want to talk to me about?" I asked, and then sat down on his bed. He sat next to me and sighed.

"Mikey what the hell is going on?" I asked, starting to get worried again.

"Well, Saturday My Chemical Romance is starting a year-long tour. So I have to leave." He said.

"Oh," I simply replied. I looked calm on the outside, but on the inside, I was dying. I just found out that Mikey actually likes me back, and I was finally ready to tell him how I felt, but of course he has to leave for a year. I felt like crying again. I stood up and ran out of Mikey's room. I heard Mikey calling my name behind me. I ran upstairs and found Gerard standing in the kitchen, waiting for his coffee. I ran up to him and tightly hugged him. He hugged me back and let me cry into his chest. I heard Mikey enter the room and I began to cry even harder.

"Mikey, what the fuck did you tell her?!" Gerard whisper-screamed.

"I told her that we had to leave to do a year-long tour." Mikey said. Once again, I started crying even harder into Gerard's shirt. I felt myself being pulled away from Gerard. Mikey wrapped his arms around my tiny waist and turned me around. My face was pink and my eyes were puffy. Mikey picked me up and started to carry me back to his room. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. I put my head on his shoulder and continued to lightly cry. Soon after, I felt myself being put back on the ground. I lied down on his bed and he lied down next to me. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer to him. I felt a little better.

Mikey POV

To be honest, I hated the fact that I had to leave. I'm in love with Cole and I think she likes me back. I wish I knew how she felt. She was starting to fall asleep in my arms. She looked so peaceful. I noticed that she was wearing my Anthrax shirt. I smiled. She looked so freaking adorable in my clothes.

I stared at her for about ten minutes before I realized that she was asleep. She almost looked dead. I smiled and carefully moved my arm from her body. I walked over to my TV and turned on Scream 3. I walked back over to my bed and lay back down. I put my arm back around Cole and started to fall asleep.

I woke up two hours later. Cole was still asleep in my arms. She soon woke up and stared at me. She started smiling. She kissed my cheek and looked at the TV screen. She smiled when she saw what was playing. Scream 3 is her favorite movie.

"You do know that you're wearing my shirt, right?" I asked her. She looked down at her black shirt that simply read "Anthrax" on the front. She looked back at me and smiled.

"I guess I am." She said. She got up and started walking up the stairs.

"Where are you going?" I asked, hoping she wasn't going back to her house.

"I NEED COFFEE!" She screamed at me. Cole was more obsessed with coffee than Gerard was. She ran upstairs and I walked behind her. She was standing in front of the counter waiting for her coffee to be ready.

I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her. She turned around and smiled at me.

"You know, you look almost dead when you sleep." I told her. She smiled. Her eyes kept moving from my eyes to my lips. Before I could figure out what was happening, I felt her lips against mine.

Holy fucking shit.

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