"Frank!" I cried, looking for my friend in the bathroom.

"Frank!" Mikey called.

"Frank, where are you!?" I asked, walking passed the shower stalls, "Frank-" There was a noise from one of the stalls, I pulled back the curtain, finding my friend on the floor.

"Go away!" He hid his hair behind his hands.

"Dude, we gotta go to the party!"

"I don't wanna go..."

"Why not?" He pulled his hands away, showing off his spiked blond hair.

"It's terrible, isn't it!?"

"You look awesome! Besides, why does it matter how your hair looks? You never cared about that..."

"Annabelle..." He ran his hands through his hair, "She's driving me nuts, man."

"I'm sure she'll like it, but you won't know until you show her," I held a hand out, "C'mon, Mikey's waiting."

"Fine," He stood up and began out the stall, "She's gonna hate it..."

"W-" I began, but was interrupted by Mikey.

"Oh, you foun-" He stopped for a moment, taking a look at Frank's hair, "Woah, you look sick!" We walked side by side down the hall and out the doors.

"This party is gonna be so cool! I'm going to a real frat party, and I don't even go here!" Mikey cried, excitedly.

"Yeah, it is pretty cool..." We kept talking until we came up on the house blasting music whilst people flooded the inside, "C'mon, let's find Y/n."

We walked inside, immediately getting a whiff of alcohol and weed. Where are they?

"Gerard!" Someone called, we all turned, almost immediately, I felt as if I was going to fall over. Woah... she's so pretty... her dress is so... oh, Y/n...

"Y/n! Hey!" Mikey greeted since I stood frozen.

"Hi guys, I-" She was interrupted by Annabelle.

"Woah, Frank, your hair..." She smiled, coming closer, "This looks awesome..." He nervously smiled.

"Thanks, you look, awesome..." She giggled, and pulled him away.

"Y/n, you... you look nice." Once again... so much more I want to say... but Billie would punch me six feet into the ground in the matter of seconds...

"Aw, thanks, you do too." She smiled. She thinks I look nice! Yes...

"Hey baby doll," Billie came over draping an arm around her shoulders, "Gerard, nice jacket."

"Thanks..." He then started talking to Y/n, lovingly. I didn't bother listening in, it only broke my heart. So I turned back to Mikey, who had disappeared.

"Mikey!? Mikey!" Oh shit, I lost him! Ahh...

"Mikey, ugh..." He stood by the keg holding a red solo cup.

"Seriously!?"

"Uh, yeah, seriously!" He took a sip, then immediately spit it out, "Agh, this stuff is disgusting!" He set the cup down, and stepped away.

"Where are you going!?"

"Oh, this really pretty girl asked me to join her upstairs in," He checked his non-existent watch, "Right now!"

"Wait, you can't just leave me!"

"Dude, you'll be fine. Go find Frank or something."

"I'm pretty sure he's sucking face with Annabelle."

"I dunno, go make some friends! There's a girl waiting for me upstairs, a girl, Gerard!" He then disappeared into the crowd, leaving me by myself.

Standing there, my hands began to shake. My heart raced, palms began to sweat. The sounds around me only became louder and louder with each second. I stepped back, but only stepped on someone's foot.

"Hey, watch it!"

"I-I'm sorry..." Quickly, I left the crowd, standing against a wall, doing everything I could to catch my breath. Why did I come here? Why am I at a party!? I'm no good a parties! Party... what even is a party!? What's a party!? And why am I at one!? Wh-

"Gerard? Are you alright?" A familiar voice asked.

"Y/n, hi, I... I'm not good at parties..." I nervously laughed.

"Well, where's Frank and Mikey?"

"They... well Frank's with Annabelle and Mikey went upstairs... or something..." I spoke fast, and quietly.

"Your hands are shaking..." She said, worried.

"That's what happens when you got social anxiety." I nervously laughed. She smiled.

"Ever since I met you, you've been so, mysterious..." Her eyes were now focused on mine.

"Is that a good thing?" I asked, meeting her gaze.

"Sometimes, but it only makes me wonder more."

"You... you wonder about me?" She nodded.

"You've been my dorm mate for over a week and I still barely know you."

"Believe me, you're better off not knowing. I'm not a very interesting person..."

"That's okay, I'm not either..." She looked to the floor, "Uhm, Billie's hanging out with some friends. Do you wanna dance?" Dance... of course...

"I'd... I'd love too..." She smiled and took my hand, pulling me away from the wall, "I'm not very good..."

"That's alright, I'm terrible..." As soon as we began swaying together, my eyes fell to my feet. Her fingers held my chin, bringing them back up to her, "Don't look at your feet. You'll be fine." Her voice was calm and soothing. I feel like I'm gonna melt right here... she's so beautiful...

"Y/n?"

"Yeah?"

"You look..." I couldn't do it, "Uhm, never... never mind..."

"H-" In an instant my body was pulled away from hers. Face to face with Billie's fist. Uncontrollably, tears streamed down my cheeks. He hit me again, and again until I was on the floor.

"Gerard!" She cried, "Billie, get off of him!" She tried pulling him away, but was only pushed back.

"You think it's funny, huh!? You think you can just, come in and steal my girl when I'm not looking!?"

"I-I'm sorry..."

"Fuck your sorry!" He hit me again, and again, "I knew something was up with you! I didn't wanna invite you here, I knew something was gonna go down!"

"Billie, please..."

"Stay out of this, pumpkin," He turned back to me, "C'mon dick, hit me! Weak ass, fucke-"

"Hey, what the hell you doin' to him!?" Frank and Mikey had come to the rescue.

"You two!" He jumped off, leaving me breathless and bloody on the floor. I groaned, hoping the pain would disappear with it.

"Punk ass freshman, and you don't even go here!" He pushed them. Quietly, I began getting up.

"Oh yeah well, your mom!" Mikey cried, the crowd just went 'ooooooo'.

"Fuck you!" He pushed Mikey and began hitting him. No...

"Get the fuck away from my brother!" In an instant a large amount of adrenaline shot through my veins and I jumped on top of the guy.

"Ahh! Get off me!" I hit Billie until he fell to the ground, before I could even attempt to hit him more, Frank and Mikey pulled me away.

"Ahhh! Lemme at him! I had him!" I cried, kicking and trying desperately to get out of their grasp.

"Gerard..." Immediately, I stopped at the sound of her voice. She held a hand over her mouth. Finally, we got outside and they both let go of me.

"Holy shit, that was insane!" Mikey cried, excitedly, even if there was blood running down his lip.

"Yeah, you took out Billie! That was crazy!" Frank cried.

"I guess it was..." I chuckled as they both freaked out.

"Dude, I'm coming down every weekend if that's what goes down here."

"Mom's not gonna let you come down here if you go home with a bloody lip every weekend." We all laughed.

"You literally jumped on him!" They both laughed, recounting what had just happened. Turning around, I saw Y/n standing outside the door. She smiled, I walked over to her.

"S-Sorry I jumped your boyfriend."

"How do you do that?" She asked.

"Do what?"

"Beat up a guy and then still be all nervous talking to me?"

"I... I dunno..." I shrugged, genuinely not knowing.

"C'mere, let's clean you up." I followed her back inside, she led me upstairs to the only bathroom that didn't have a mile long line.

"Uhm, s-so we're probably not invited to another one of these, huh?" I asked as she carefully cleaned my cuts.

"Probably not, it was reckless and dangerous," She spoke, I couldn't help but stare, "You could've gotten hurt real bad. Billie's not very fond of freshmen. Especially you..." Her gaze met mine.

"What... what about you?"

"I'm an exception. The only exception."

"Oh..." My gaze fell to the floor, but she lifted it back up again.

"This doesn't hurt, does it?" She asked, cleaning a cut.

"No..." Her fingers... they're so gentle... so nice... she's so nice...

"Y/n?" I asked.

"Yeah?"

"You look, so... so beautiful." Shit, why'd I say that!? Oh I'm dead...

"Really?" She smiled, I nodded. Her face tinted pink, I'm sure mine matched. A weird trance came over the both of us. My heart fluttered as my eyes went to her lips. Oh how I want to kiss her...

"Y/n! Y/n! Baby doll, where'd you go!?" She snapped out of it, and sent a worried look my way.

"Billie, you gotta hide. If he sees you, he'll kill both of us!" She shoved me into the shower, and opened the door. I stood silent, listening in on their conversation.

"There you are, is someone else in here? I thought I heard talking."

"Huh? Oh, there's no one. You hit your head pretty hard, I can patch it up for you."

"Nah, I got it," He stepped into the bathroom, looking himself over in the mirror, "He didn't get me too bad."

"I'm so sorry about that, I-"

"You were dancing with him! This is as much your fault as it is his!"

"Baby, it wasn't like that! We were just, dancing as friends." Dancing as friends... I already knew she thought of me that way... why not rub it in my face?

"I don't care! No one out there knows that, they'll think you picked a dumb freshman over me!"

"He is not dumb! And, is that what all this is about!? What everyone else thinks!?"

"Well, no, when I saw you dancing with him, you just, you had a look..."

"A look?"

"You've never looked at me like that."

"Billie..." I watched as her silhouette came close to his, "I'm not dating him, I'm dating you. I don't like him like I like you."

"Ugh, I could never stay mad at you." Their silhouettes came even closer to each other, his forehead rested against hers.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah..." Finally, their lips locked, and I was left heart broken, once again, "C'mon, let's go back downstairs, enjoy the party."

"Alright..." She took his hand, and they were gone. I stayed in the shower for only a moment, making sure they were really gone. Quietly, I left out the door, and to my dorm. Frank and Mikey stood outside, apart of me wanted to be alone, but the other wanted to only be with them.

"Hey Gee, you kinda disappeared. What happened?" We went inside the dorm and I told them everything. And at the end, I cried.

"I mean, look at me! She doesn't want me! I'm... I'm gross..."

"Dude, you're not gross. She danced with you! And cleaned your wounds! That must count for something." Frank explained.

"But she said she likes Billie and not me. She doesn't like me like that..."

"That doesn't mean she thinks you're gross." But I think I'm gross... that must count for something...

"How was everything with Annabelle?" Mikey asked, finally... subject change... I don't wanna think about that anymore...

"Well boys, I can say that she really liked my hair," He smirked, "She made out with me upstairs," Mikey high-fived him, "What about your girl, Mikes?"

"Oh, I'm still not entirely sure who she was, but damn college girls got huge tongues." Frank and I laughed.

"So you had a good time?" Frank asked him.

"Hell yeah! That was insane!"

"I highly doubt we're allowed back there." I chuckled.

"That's fine, people throw parties here, sometimes."

"Yeah, but that was a frat party! It was like, the ultimate party. The party of a lifetime!" Mikey excitedly jumped up and down.

"We definitely made it worth while..." Frank said, smiling.

"Yeah, it was awesome," I laid back on my bed, "I still can't believe I beat up Billie."

"That was rad! You just, charged him!" Frank exclaimed.

"Well yeah, he was trying to fuck with Mikey."

"Thanks, by the way."

"No one messes with my little brother," I chuckled, "Even if he leaves me by myself in a crowded party."

"Oh whatever! If I hadn't left, you wouldn't have danced with Y/n. You should thank me."

"Fine, thank you." I rolled my eyes. The rest of the night we re-told our epic adventures from the party. Each tale became more exciting than the last.

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OH WOW I HAD A LOT OF FUN WITH THIS HAHAHAHA!! Anyways, I thought this was really cute. There's this one part that I'm kinda building up to and I can't wait to show you guys. Also! Also also! I'm sure some of you on here know about my giganticly popular Gerard book Hey Angel Face? Well uhh, I made a sequel cause so many people asked for it hahaha. Idk how that one got so big tbh, it's so old. The writing is so bad! The concept is good, but the writing, bleh. Have an awesome day~peace out cheesebags