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I'm sitting in sixth period, staring at the clock, waiting for the day to be over and the weekend to start. Just one more minute...

Tonight's also homecoming, I'm not planning on going since it was pretty shitty last year.

My mother made me pick out a dress 'just in case'. No one's gonna ask me and that's fine...

Finally, the bell rang, as I began packing my stuff I noticed popular fuck boy Mikey Way eyeing me. I quickly grabbed my things and turned towards him.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer." I said coldly.

"Oh, I'm sorry I must've spaced out." He looked up at me. I just rolled my eyes and walked off.

"Hey, Y/n!" I turned around at the mention of my name, but was surprised to see who it was.

"Uh, hi?" I walked closer to the messy black haired boy Gerard as students pushed their way through the crowded halls.

"I just wanna let you know, Mikey's planning on asking you to the dance." My eyebrow shot up.

"Oh really? I've heard that one a million times, I rather wouldn't be apart of your sick joke of messing with girls hearts, thank you very much." With that I turned around and began to walk away, but Gerard grabbed my arm and forced me to spin back around.

"This isn't a joke, he actually is! And don't tell him I told you, he'd kill me..." I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever," I pulled my arm away. I speed walked down the hall and began to walk home once I had reached the door.

Time skip to around 6pm

My parents are gone for the night, I get the house to myself and no one else... yessss...

I turned the music all the way up blasting Weezer and bopping my head along to the beat. After about ten or twenty minutes I heard a tap on my window.

What the hell? I'm on the second story so that means rocks, whoever it is better have a good reason for almost breaking my window...

I quickly turned off the music and ran to the window. Mikey Way... what the hell!?

I opened the window, setting my elbow on the window sill, and resting my head in hand.

"Mikey Way, I'm sorry to disappoint, but I believe you've got the wrong house. You see, the girls you hang out with are about two blocks down." I said, cooly. He walked closer to the house and moved his head to get a better view of me.

"Actually, I'm here for you." Maybe Gerard was right...

"And why is that?" I leaned forward a bit.

"I would like to take you to homecoming." He ran his hand through his blond hair.

"Me? Out of curiosity, why would you pick me?" I began to play with my hair a bit.

"Because I'm into you and I'd like to get to know you, Y/n." I smiled.

"Alright, I'll be down in about ten-ish minutes."

"See ya then."

I shut my window and freaked out a bit. Mikey fuckin Way!? Really!?

I rushed to get my dress(below) on and do my hair. I decided not to wear much makeup, I didn't want to make him wait to long. Finally, I slipped on some converse.

I'm not into buying shoes for one occasion and then throwing them in the closet to rot... it was a battle for my mom to even get me a dress...

I began to walk out and lock the door when Mikey ran up to me.

"Woah, you look so beautiful..." I smiled a bit.

"Thank you," He was wearing a black and white tux, he does look handsome too...

"Um, let's go," We walked to his car, as I got into the passenger seat I admired how nice it looked. Wow... I wonder how many girls have seen the back of this car...

He started the car and we were off.

"Y/n, uhh I'm happy you decided to come with me. I wasn't sure what I was gonna do if you said no." He chuckled a bit. This is the first time I've seen him smile... it's nice...

"I'm sure there's loads of girls that would go with you in a heart beat." I said, playing with my dress.

"That's the thing, I can have any girl I want except for the one that I actually want." He glanced at me.

"Maybe, if you tell this girl how you feel, then she'll go out with you." I looked back at him.

"That's another thing. I've been trying to get this girl since middle school, made many moves, given off many hints, yet they always fall flat or I make a fool of myself." I smiled a little, thinking back to middle school Mikey.

"Have you tried being straight forward with this girl?" I asked, messing with the lace of my dress.

"Yeah I have, and it seems as if that simple thing took me years to finally do." He began to drive through the parking lot, looking for a spot.

"Oh yeah? What is this girl like exactly?" He parked the car and looked over at me.

"Well, she's got beautiful h/l h/c hair, the most enchanting e/c eyes, and an amazing sense of humor paired with a caring heart and a crazy smart brain." I giggled a bit, knowing full well he was talking about me, I began.

"Well she sounds wonderful, good luck with that." I began to get out of the car, he did as well.

"Oh Y/n, why did it take me this long?"

We began walking towards the school as he held his hand in mine. We walked into the dance, immediately, we were met with the strong scent of weed and spiked punch as music blared through the whole school with teenagers terribly dancing.

"Uh do you wanna-" He was immediately cut off.

"Mikey! Hey it's Frank! Oh look you got her, congrats man!"

"Hey Frank! How'd it go with Jamia?" He looked down at his short friend.

"She said yes, she's getting punch right now. I should probably go find her, see ya around! " He waved and turned around to run to the punch bowl.

"Sorry about that, so, do you wanna dance?" I smiled.

"I'd love to."

He led me onto the dance floor, bringing his arms around me and mine around his neck. This is nice... I wish it would never end...

We danced until around midnight, quietly making fun of people's outfit choices and talking about the things he did in middle school to get my attention.

"You were the one that toilet papered my locker!? I was cleaning bits of paper from that for weeks!" I laughed.

"Yeah, my methods of trying to get you weren't the best back then." He smiled.

"You should smile more, y'know? It looks good on you." He chuckled a bit.

"Well, maybe if we become a thing, maybe I will." Did he just...

"Are you bribing me into becoming your girlfriend!?" I jokingly asked.

"Maybe I am." He winked.

"I was gonna become your girlfriend, but now that you're bribing me I'm not sure if I want to!" I jokingly said, laughing a bit towards the end.

"Well maybe this'll change your mind..." Without warning, he leaned in and smashed his lips against mine. I was totally shocked, he pulled away and looked me in the eyes, "...did it work?"

He smirked. I leaned in and kissed him, moving one of my hands to the back of his head, playing with his hair.

"Yeah..." I whispered in between breaths. I felt his lips form into a smile against my own. The music came to an abrupt stop, we both looked up, breaking our kiss.

"This concludes the official Belleville high school homecoming, goodnight!" Was what had came out of the many speakers through out the school. Mikey began to walk towards the doors, but I reached out my hand, grabbing his arm. He looked back at me, confused.

"We should wait until the crowd dies down a bit, I rather wouldn't get trampled." He nodded in agreement.

"I'll take you home, if you want." He moved his arm away from my hand, but brought his hand in mine.

"No, I think I'd rather walk." I said sarcastically. He rolled his eyes.

"C'mon, let's get outta here." He led me outside to his car, both of us getting in. I was crazy tired, but I wanted to stay up and talk with Mikey.

We talked about random things going on at school, he pulled up to my house and walked me to my front door.

"So um, I was wondering if maybe you'd like to hang out tomorrow, or something? My parents are on a business trip, so maybe you could come over tomorrow night. Gerard would be there so we wouldn't be totally alone." I kissed his cheek.

"Yeah, sounds good I'll give you my number, one sec." I quickly ran inside and grabbed a pen and some paper, writing down each digit fast, I wrote my name down at the bottom with a little heart by it. I quickly ran back out and handed it to him.

"Thanks, uh I'll pick you up." I smiled and nodded.

Mikey began to walk back to his car but before he could I called back out to him.

"Mikey, wait..." He quickly turned around, "...uhh thank you, for this night. It was amazing and if you hadn't came to my window I'd probably be stuck in my room feeling bad for myself not being able to bring myself to go to the dance. I had a lot of fun. I hope for many more nights like this, with you." He smiled once more.

"I'm happy you feel that way and I feel the same about you too. If you hadn't said yes I'd probably be on top of some random girl who I wouldn't remember in the morning." He chuckled.

We both walked towards each other, kissing one last time before we said our goodbyes and parted ways. I ran upstairs and watched his car drive away through my window, then finally laid down on my bed, while the memory of this night played over and over until I fell asleep, still in my black dress and converse.

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This one was so much fun to write. Idk why, the idea of someone throwing rocks at the window to ask to go to a dance appealed to me so much but look where it took me! Very cute story, very happy with it, have a fabulous day~peace out cheesebags