Good Times (Bandom Multiship) (this fic has been abandoned)

//Chapter 1//

Mikey woke up because his phone rang. When he opened his eyes it was all dark around him, except for the glowing display of his phone which was lying on the floor next to his bed. Without even knowing the reason for the call or the caller, Mikey started developing murderous thoughts against whoever was calling him at, he looked at the clock and became even more angry, 3 am. Even though he would've loved to just not answer the call, a part of him also wanted to know who he had to go after and kill for waking him up that early and in the end, this part won. "What?!", he barked into the phone, putting as much anger and danger into his voice as possible. He had hoped to make the caller feel insecure about his ridiculous action, but the voice that answered sounded nice and self confident in a way, that made Mikey furious. "Hey there...this is Mikey, right?". "Yes", Mikey hissed with clenched teeth. "And who the fuck are you, if I might ask?", he then added with angry sarcasm. The guy on the phone didn't notice Mikey's sarcasm, or maybe he just didn't care, because as he went on talking, nothing had changed about the way he talked. "Can I please talk to Gerard?", the guy asked. It took Mikey a second to realize what the guy had just asked him. "What?!", he asked in disbelief, vainly trying to control himself. "Uuuh...I want to talk to Gee...if that's possible". He added the last part with a voice that sounded like he was talking to a toddler and Mikey got even angrier. He took a deep breath to calm himself down and it worked surprisingly well. "Okay, friend, listen up. I don't know you or if you have any eye sickness or something, but take a look outside. It's fucking dark there. And you know why that is? It's because it's fucking 3 am and now here's a puzzle for ya: what do people normally do at 3 am?". Mikey waited a second to gladly listen to the awkward silence on the other side, then he went on: "Correct: they fucking sleep. And that's what I was doing before you dickbag called me! And if you want to talk to my fucking brother why didn't you just fucking call him instead?!". There was still silence and at some point, Mikey started to get worried that the guy had hung up without him noticing, but then, he suddenly said: "Wow, that was some pile of swearwords...respect. You swear even more than your brother does!". Then, a creepy laugh followed. Mikey was now honestly about to hang up, but the idea that he would probably never know who he had to kill for waking him up at 3 am for no good reason if he hung up made him stay on the phone. "Stop. Fucking. Analyzing. My language and tell me what the hell you want from me before I come through the phone and murder you with my bare hands.", Mikey whispered in a dangerous voice and with clenched teeth. He felt like his pulse was at 180 and he was about to explode. The guy was quiet for a moment, then, he said: "I'm Patrick, a friend of Gee's.". "I don't know any Patrick", Mikey answered, skeptically frowning. There was a desperate sight on the phone, then, Patrick answered: "Of course you don't, Gee's baby bro, but I swear to god, I need to talk to Gee!". By now, Mikey was inches away from just smacking his phone into the ground, but he still magically managed to keep the little bit of his calm that hadn't completely faded by now. "Now you little dickbag listen to me. Not only did you wake me up at 3 am, you now also, unknowingly or not, asking me to risk my life for you.".  A short silence followed, until Patrick started talking again, his voice sounding a little annoyed now, as if Mikey was the riddiculous one here. "What the hell are you talking about? It can't be that hard, can it?". Mikey shook his head at the phone and sighted. "Do I have to explain everything to you? Gee murders everyone who wakes him up instantly. Give me only one good reason why I should go and get myself punched in the face by my own brother for you, a little shit I don't know and who brutally takes my sleep away from me?". There was another break, it seemed like Patrick had to think first, but then, all of a sudden, he answered. "Please?". He just said this one word, but in a voice that sounded like a small, adorable baby cat. Mikey, who adored cats more than himself broke immediately. He had tried to stay strong, but he just couldn't resist Patrick's cat voice. After a short internal fight with himself, he gave in. "Ok, I'll do it. But you owe me something for this and if I get a black eye from this I'll find you. And I'll kill you, got it?". "Whatever you say, boss.", Patrick answered with a cocky, sarcastic voice. He was well aware of it that he could now play Mikey however he wanted. He had found Mikey's weak spot, an advantage that Mikey would never be able to compensate.
Mikey got up and started freezing immediately. He hated how he was always cold if he hadn't slept enough. On his way to the door he grabbed an old hoodie from his desk. He opened the door and stepped outside into the corridor. The door on his right was the door to Gerard's room. "What is taking so long, idiot?", Patrick hissed on the phone. "Shut up, will ya? I'm on my fucking way!", Mikey hissed back, trying to keep his voice down, no matter how angry he was. "Then hurry up!". Mikey, now standing in front of his brother's door, clenched his teeth and carefully nocked. Something heavy crashed against the door on the other side, making Mikey wince. He stood still for a moment, listening for another object to be thrown at him, before he slowly opened the door. "Hey, Gee?", he whispered. "WHAT?!". Gerard's voice was scratchy from sleep, but the anger was obvious. "Uhm, there's some guy on the phone, he wants to talk to you...?", Mikey answered, trying to prove to his brother that it wasn't his fault he had to wake up at 3 am. "Some guy?!", Patrick said on the phone angrily, "I'm not just some guy, Milky Way!". While Mikey was rolling his eyes, Gerard squinted his eyes. "Patrick? This you?", he asked as he heard the voice come out of the speaker of his little brother's phone. "So you actually know this guy?", Mikey asked in annoyance, "How come you've never told me about this guy?". Not paying attention to his brother, Gerard got up and just grabbed the phone out of Mikey's hand and started talking to his friend. For a short moment, Mikey didn't quite realize what had just happened, then he tried to yell at Gerard and get his phone back. It both failed since Gerard didn't listen to him and finally even locked himself into the bathroom- with Mikey's phone and still talking to Patrick. After a few minutes of  slamming against the bathroom door with both fists and calling Gerard all kinds of things, Mikey finally gave up. Breathing heavily, he let himself fall to the floor next to the door and listened to whatever Gerard and Patrick were talking about. He understood the words "trip" and a bunch of names he couldn't remember, but after about 10 minutes, his feet started to become cold, so he got up and slowly walked back into his room. It didn't seem like the two boys would be finished talking very soon, so he might as well just sleep. When he was finally lying in bed again, he was determined to make his brother and this Patrick-guy pay for all the shit they had done to him this night.

Hello. So, first chapter of this catastrophe. Hope u liked it! Anyway, im case I made any stupid spelling- or grammar mistakes, english isn't my native language. I'm trying tho. See u next time :)

~Silver