LOVE IN HIGH SCHOOL

chapter 8

Mikey's POV

After Pete left the café, I did too. Something is wrong between him and Patrick. I just know it and besides, he wouldn't just call like that. He sounded upset and overall disappointed. He knows I'm always there for him, but I don't want only to be his best friend, giving him support when his beloved one is just fucking around with other girls. I can see why he's not leaving him. He loves him so much and I just.. it hurts me and I know, it sounds selfish but I just can't stand him looking like that. Hurting. I know about how Patrick cheated on him with someone else, a girl probably. Of course, he couldn't let go and ended up giving him another chance. A second chance, thinking that maybe stuff will get better. Try didn't and he's so blind and oblivious to everything. It hurts me too

The next morning I woke up with basically the same thoughts in my mind. I couldn't stop thinking about Pete. He's basically all I think of at this point and I can't bring myself to stop.

Maybe there's just something about him. His eyes, personality, every single thing. But I can't have him. No matter how hard I try to make him realize that I like him, he's oblivious and the inly person he sees is obviously him.

I rubbed my eyes and swifty changed. I just pulled on a dark hoodie and a pair of black jeans. Today's Saturday, which means doing nothing. I didn't forget to check my phone if Pete called me. He didn't. Well, he has Patrick after all, why would he be calling me, right.

I checked Gee's room and of course he wasn't there. I walked across the wooden floor and in the living room. As expected, Gee and Frank were sleeping on the couch, cuddling. The blanket was on the floor along with Frank's shirt. Cute. Imagine if that was Pete and I. Okay, no, no. No. Nevermind. Stop.

I fake coughed and walked over to the window and opened the blinds, making the morning sun shine inside. "Good moooorning," I sang and turned towards them. I know that annoys Gee, so that's why I'm doing it. "Shut up Mikey," Gee said and rolled over, throwing the cushion at me. I fake gasped and threw it back at him. "Meanie." Frank just giggled and slowly got up, grabbing his shirt off the floor.

"Hey, sorry for that," he said, rather awkwardly and scratched the back of his neck.

"It's fine, I'm slowly getting used to it anyway." I replied with a smile on my face. In that moment, Gee just got up and grabbed Frank, pulling him into a kiss, which ended with both of them laying down on the couch. Yay, my poor eyes.

I laughed, "get a room!" Gee jut stuck up his middle finger up at me and I nodded. "Yeah, I love you too," I said and walked in the kitchen.

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I'm thinking about Pete and his relationship with Patrick and I can't help, but to be jealous at Frank and Gee. Again. I want Pete and I to be like that, but I can't. That's never going to happen, but I can't let go of that thought. It's only been maybe two hours and I can't do anything, but this. Frank just left.

Finally. I mean, I like Frank and he's really sweet and all, but sometimes I can't really handle him. Gee came in the kitchen and poured coffee into his mug before going up to me.

"Alright, now tell me what's wrong," he asked and flopped down on the chair next to me.

"Nothing," I said, doing a circle on the table with my index finger. I'll never have him, so what's the point anyways? Besides, I don't want him to tell anyone. I'm pretty sure he will at one point.

"Mhm, you can say that to mom or something, but I know this isn't true. Something's wrong and I know it. Tell me."

"I like Pete," I blurted out, but immediately regretted my decision. Gerard smiled and nodded, "well ya. I like him too, he's pretty cool."

No, that's not what I fucking meant, jeez. I rolled my eyes and got ready to stand up, until Gerard didn't pull me back into my seat. "You mean in the other I like you way, don't you?," he asked looking at me.

I sighed and nodded, looking down at table. "But, isn't he dating someone else? Patrick?," he asked, which made me annoyed. "Yeah well, of course I fucking know that, he's my best friend and stop going this, trying to sympathize with me. Of course everything is easy for you and you just don't get it. You have Frank." I finished and stormed in my room. 

This so isn't fair. It just isn't. Why is everyone so happy in relationships and then, there's me, helplessly in love with his best friend who's dating and loves someone else too. Yeah, isn't that just amazing? I rubbed my eyes, to try and stop crying. Which turned out badly.