Diseased [Frerard] [Petekey]

Chapter 7

Gerard-

My brother's weird behavior wasn't deterring me. I knew exactly what he was doing... A guy in a tux showing up and trying to get a hold of him? Going into his room while he's changing? Mikey leaving a bit after he did in the same attire?

Bitch was going to a wedding without me.

But I don't know about the naked part. I'm still trying to weave that into the wedding. 

I was wondering who was going to get married when the pizza guy knocked on my door.

Yes, I was ordering pizza. I'm hungry.

I got up to answer it. The red-eyed pizza delivery guy handed me my pizza giggling. 

"That'll be", he checked the receipt that should have said $22.37. "Two dollars and 237 cents".

I laughed and gave him $30. 

"Keep the change, dude", I laughed.

This dude was higher than a kite, so I wasn't surprised at what he did next.

"Sweet dude, you ordered pizza?" he asked, coming into Mikey's apartment.

"Spencer, did you move? And get plastic surgery? You don't look so well", he pointed out.

"Thanks", I said under my breath.

"No, I'm not Spencer. You should get back to work", I prompted, trying to guide him out.

He turned and offered his hand to shake.

"I'm Ryan Ross", he introduced.

"You're high as hell", I giggled.

He began to cry suddenly.

"Is it that noticeable?" he wept into my shoulder as I patted his back.

"Hey dude, it's okay. You want to talk about it?" I asked.

"Mhm", he nodded, sniffling.

I closed the door and we sat at the sofa.

"What's wrong, Ryan?" I asked.

"I don't know how to get Beebo to notice me. He works at Starbucks and he's too pretty for the world", he cried.

Beebo sounded really familiar.

He wasn't too bad himself. If maybe he weren't high, his eyes would probably be very pretty too.

"It's okay, Ryan, you'll get him", I assured.

"Do you really think that?" he sniffled. "Do you really think the sun will notice me?" 

"Yup, I have full faith in you", I nodded.

"Thank you Spencer", he cried into my shirt.

This dude needed to lay off the drugs. I am not Spencer.

"I'm not Spencer", I laughed.

"Oh, sorry Dallon", he sniffed. "Can you tell Spencer?"

"Yeah sure. Only if you go back to work", I told him, to get him out.

"Okay, bye Spencer", he nodded. 

He left abruptly. I thought I was Dallon now. Now I'm hurt.

Then it hit me. What if the guy in the blazer and Mikey weren't going to a wedding but they were.... Oh my God, my brother is growing up. I can't believe it. I can't believe my brother didn't tell me.

He finally has a new best friend! 

Mikey-