New Years Eve // Geetrick

Brief overview: Pete knows all

I can do this, I can do this.

I can't do this. I'm insane. What am I thinking?? How could I let Pete convince me this was a good idea?

This is fine, everything is fine.

"Gee? You okay?"

I am rudely snapped out of my thoughts by my brother, Michael. He's a sweet kid, and he means well, but at the moment I can't take it.

"What?" I snap

"Oh, it's uh, it's nothing, you were, just, you were pacing"

Oh. Well, now I feel like shit.

"I'm sorry Mikey, I didn't mean to snap like that. And I- I'm just nervous, I guess."

Michael studies me for a moment "You called me Mikey. You haven't called me that for at least two years. Why are you nervous??"

He's right. I haven't called him Mikey since our mom disappeared. "I - It's just something I told Pete I'd do tonight"

"Ooooh, what'd you tell him you'd do? This'll be good!" he says, smirking at me

"I kinda told him - I kinda told him that - thatiwouldkisspatricktonight" I mumble the last part, not wanting Michael to hear.

"You told him you'd what? I can't hear you"

"I - I told him I'd kiss Patrick. Tonight. And I'm worried because I really like him and I don't wanna mess it up"

Michael is quiet for a moment, and I am even more worried. What is he thinking?

"Oh. My. God."

"Wha-"

"Finally!" Michael jumps off his bed and starts pumping his fists in the air, yelling "yes" over and over again. " I knew it! I knew it! Joe owes me 10 bucks! Andy owes me 15!"

"What? I exclaim, rather confused.

"Oh, um... Joe, Andy and I had a bet"

"What!?"

"Well, you see, I always thought you liked Patrick, and Joe didn't believe me. And Andy, well, he thought you were gay, but didn't think you liked Patrick. So I said we should start a bet. Andy's bet was that you were gay, Joe's was that you weren't, and mine was that you were gay and liked Patrick. It's kinda obvious who won"

"Michael, you've known that I'm gay for at least a year"

"Yeah, but Joe and Andy didn't. I wanted money"

"Oh, Okay"

"Yeah. Well, I've gotta get you ready for tonight and then I've gotta make sure you don't embarrass yourself, which means I'll probably have to come with you tonight, but make sure Patrick doesn't see me, because I'm supposed to be hanging out with Pete tonight and he's definitely told Patrick that, maybe Pete and I could go to this party too, oh but I'd have to ask Pete... You see the trouble you're causing me, Gee?"

"I'm terribly sorry you deem it your responsibility to meddle with my romantic life."

"Hahaha, very funny, Gee," Michael says, sarcasm dripping from his words.

POV Change: Patrick

"Dude, chill, you're just hanging out with Gerard," Pete says, lying on my bed, as I pace nervously around my room.

"Exactly, that's the problem. I'm hanging out with Gerard! What if I mess up? He'll hate me!"

"Dude, all you gotta do is kiss him, if he doesn't respond and/or pushes you away," he mumbles something under his breath which I don't quite catch that sounds kinda like 'but die no me don't', and continues his sentence "then too bad for him."