Thnks fr th Mmrs /On Hold/

"House Warming"

Quick note. For the purposes of this story I'm making Billie Joe Armstrong 10 years younger.

"Hey Charrrrlie!!!"

"Hey Josh," Charlie greeted a very drunk Josh Dun.

"This party is....soooo good."

Charlie giggled.

"Thanks Josh."

"I lost Tyler...do ya know where he is?"

Charlie wasn't finding this party as great as he was. It was supposed to be a small simple house warming.

Not, whatever this was.

There was way more people here than she had expected. And most of the people here were really drunk.

She wasn't drinking. She hadn't since that night.

Charlie looked out into the crowded room. She could see Brendon Urie dancing with his wife, Sarah. Dallon, Kenny and Dan were also dancing along with a bunch of other band members that she never dreamed of being in the same room with.

Which was probably the best part of the whole night.

Tyler was nowhere to be found.

"Sorry Jo-" but Josh had already disappeared.

She decided she was going to find Andy. Last she saw of him he was by the stairs. At least he was sober.

"Hey Charlie!" Andy shouted over the noise.

"Some housewarming!" Charlie sighed.

"That's what get for letting Pete handle the guest list!"

"I thought Pete was only helping Patrick?" Charlie groaned.

"Well you know Pete. I'm pretty sure he just invited a load of other people." Andy sighed.

"Ya. I'm going to kill him tomorrow morning," Charlie laughed, "he's also going to be paying for the damage."

"Oh I bet you will," Andy looked around the crowded room, "but go easy on him. He also picked the band."

Charlie looked up onto the makeshift stage where Green Day were performing.

"Ya I guess that's pretty cool," Charlie smirked. To be honest she was a little star truck with all the famous people here.

"You should go find Patrick!" Andy blurted out.

"Um...he's probably busy," Charlie sighed, following his gaze.

"I'm sure he'll have time for you," Andy smiled softly.

"I'm surprised he isn't sick of me by now..."

"Ha! Believe me Charlie, he will never get sick of you."

'Really?" Charlie asked.

"Oh I'm sure of it..." Andy smirked, "listen, I'm going to tell you something. And you have to promise that you won't tell Patrick you heard this from me."

"What? Andy what's going on?" Charlie sounded worried.

"Um..." Andy hesitated, losing all the confidence he had before, "Patrick...he, uh... He still likes you."

"Likes?"

"Ya. Like likes you."

"Are you sure?" Charlie asked. He had to be joking, right? Patrick was just a friend. Okay more than just a friend...but...