Perfect In My Eyes - Frerard

Chapter 2 - Teenagers

Chapter 2 - Teenagers.

That night flew by. I don't remember how I got home, it was all too much of a blur. I remember Patrick vomiting in my basement though. 

I awoke to Patrick laying on my stomach and a dizzy head. My head was swimming in all the alcohol. I couldn't open my eyes fully without them closing again. It was still dark in my room, probably the fact I'm in the basement. Mikey was asleep at the foot of my bed, in just his underwear. It takes make about 15 minutes to actually move Patrick. I didn't wake him though. I eventually get up the stairs to grab some asprin and a drink of water. I remember to take extra for Mikey and Patrick downstairs. 

When I arrive back downstairs my head starts to clear slightly. Patrick was awake and staring at the ceiling.

"Here take this." I handed over the drink and the pills. 

Patrick took it from my hand without any hesitation, he gulps them down pretty quickly too. He doesn't reply, he just closes his eyes tight and swallows hard. I head over to the bathroom while Mikey was still asleep. I don't stand in the shower, it takes too much effort, I sit. I just sit there trying to remember the events from last night. I couldn't remember much other than it was exhilarating. The music buzzing through my body. Alcohol in my veins and of course Franks face. I washed all the grime from the night before off, before heading back to my room. 

I changed into some band t-shirt and some baggy jeans.

Mikey had awoken and was sitting at the edge off my bed with a coffee in hand. His head facing down. Patrick was still laid down but he seemed more alert than he was 30 minutes ago. I glanced over to the bedside table to see a cup of coffee for me. After stumbling over my art a few times I grab the coffee. It was amazing to feel the warm coffee sliding down my throat, the way it calmed me.

"What happened last night?" I asked breaking the silence.

"I don't exactly remember. I remember getting there and drinking. I remember Mikey making out with Alicia. That's about it." Patrick replied hastily.

"DUDE!! You're 15 Mikes.. No more getting this hammered, okay?" I told Mikey.

Mikey stuck his tounge out and then continued drinking his coffee. 

A few hours had past and Patrick made his way home. Mikey had gone out, and I was alone in my room.

Paint was scattered around the basement and scrapped work was floating around the room. It stunk off paint fumes and coffee but I wasn't complaining. I had a vivid picture in my mind. I started to sketch out Frank Iero from Pencey. I went into great detail over his tatoos and his eyes. I hardly knew him but he was a distinctive picture in my mind. He stuck there with super glue, it was permanatly indented in my brain.

Monday finally came, and Pete was picking me and Mikey up. 

I was drinking my coffee on the sofa when Mikey came bounding into the room, smile upon his face. He lept over the chairs before grabbing his own coffee and sitting next to me, grinning wildly. He curled his legs up on the sofa, squishing me to one side.

"Why you so happy Mikey Way?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.

"I'm always smiling." He replied.

I rolled my eyes at the stupid remark. Mikey never shows emotion upon his face. It just stays straight.

"We're riding with Pencey today!" Mikey exclaimed.

My expression dropped, "What?!" I whisper screamed. 

"Well they are like really big around here and Pete is like best friends with Frank and so he's dropping them off." Mikey explained.

Colour started to regain in my face, today was going to be a long ride.

Pete pulled up in the large car that we all had to squish into, luckly it was only the bass player - John - and Frank that went to our school. So we all fitted in okay.

John was at the front and Me, Frank and Mikey clambered into the back. I was uncofortablly squished against Frank, and I had to think off naked grandma's so I didn't get too excited. It was weird to be next to someone who was well known throughout the school, someone who looked so effortlessly perfect. His hair fell upon his face and his eyes were glazing. I had to stop myself from staring so much, it must've looked creepy. 

"Yo, Pete? You ditching school today?" Frank shouted over the loud music blasting throughout the crowd. The Misfits were playing though, so I didn't mind. 

"Not today, Frank, I got a chemistry test." Pete replied while staring at the road.

Franks face dropped when Pete replied.

"Oh well. How about you two?" Frank said looking over at us.

I didn't even think before replying.

"Sure, I will." 

Mikey raised his eyebrow, questioning what I was doing. I just rolled my eyes at him and turned back to Frank. 

Frank's smile came back and he clapped his hands. "Great. Meet me outside reception after registration." 

I nodded.

The car stopped and we all clambered out. I couldn't help but smile a little bit. I was going to spend a day with the cute boy from the show! Everyone was staring at us when we arrived with John and Frank. I didn't mind though, I just kept my head down as I headed through the halls of the school, dodging all the jocks. 

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Notes - I don't really like this so far but it should get better. <3 sorry if it's short again.