Mikey's pov, right before he saw you at the mall

I hate this, why did I agree to this?? I just want to see Y/n again, Y/n I love her so much...

"Earth to Mikey!" Heather snapped her fingers in front of my face to get my attention, "Did you hear me?" She had her arm linked with mine.

"Um no, no sorry. What were you saying?" She rolled her eyes, I'm pretty sure she hates this just as much as I do...

"I was saying that..." I can't do this anymore... wait is that... Y/n? And Frank? What the fuck are they doing together? 

They walked out of the music store, just as we began to walk by. Are they... holding hands?

"Mikey?" Frank immediately let go of her hand, almost as if he was trying to hide it.

"Frank? What are you doing here with Y/n?" I asked, very worried. What the fuck? This can't be happening! Maybe it's nothing? Not with Frank, oh god...

"Shopping, what are you and Heather doing here?" Frank responded, looking guilty almost.

"Same thing." Heather stated, coldly.

"Well, it was nice seeing ya Mikes." Frank sped away, Y/n followed close behind. Wait, didn't her mom call me this morning?

"Oh, Y/n!" She turned back towards me, as much as I wanted to say something to get her back, I couldn't bring myself to do it. So instead, I just told her, "Your mom called me, said she wants you home for dinner! Also, please tell her to stop calling me!" That was lame...

"Will do, thanks Mikey!" She called back before making her way back to Frank. God damn I miss her so much...

"Mikey! Come on!" I looked at Heather, yeah I'm done here...

"I don't think it's really working out Heather. You're really nice and all, but I just don't think we're good for each other, sorry." I explained, she rolled her eyes.

"Whatever, I guess I'll go then." She sighed, angrily and walked off. I followed Y/n and Frank to the food court. I need to know what's going on with them...

I stood by the trash cans, hoping they wouldn't see me. There she is, Y/n... I want to get closer, talk to her, be with her, I feel like a creepy stalker... I should probably go, maybe they are just friends? 

That was when, they both began to get up and Frank took her hand once again, kissing her cheek. I fell over, into the trash cans as I felt my eyes become glossy, I quickly stood up and locked eyes with Y/n for a moment, before running off. What the fuck is going on? Frank. He took her from me! He's one of my closest friends, how could he just, do that? 

I ran home, going up to my room, not bothering to greet Gerard, and slammed the door behind me as I sobbed. I buried my head into my arms as I heard a soft knock at the door.

"Mikey? Are you alright?" It was Gerard.

"Not really..."

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"No..." I took off my now foggy glasses and set them on the floor as I cried.

"Well, I'm here if you need anything Mikes." I heard him walk away as I layed on my bed, unsure of what to do now. Frank took her from me... I should get him back for it... yeah, I'll beat him up... maybe Y/n will come back to me if I did... 

After I calmed down a bit, I got up and put my glasses back on. My eyes still glossy, but I went anyways. I made my way downstairs where I saw Gee, "Where are you going, Mikes?"

"Out." he'd kill me if he knew what I was going to do... 

I got out of there as fast as I could, making my way to Frank's apartment. I was about two blocks away when I saw his car pull in and him walk inside. I can do this, I got this... yeah I'm just taking down Frank, it's not like I'm fighting Ray or anything... 

I found myself in front of his door, and knocked.

"Mikey? What's going on?" Frank asked as he opened the door, allowing me inside.

"You know exactly what's going on! I saw you and Y/n at the mall, don't lie to me Frank!" I cried.

"We were just shopping, as friends. It wasn't like that." Fuckin liar...

"Oh yeah!? Do 'just friends' hold hands, Frank? Do they kiss each other's cheeks? Don't fuckin lie to me!" I pushed him.

"Okay okay," He sat down on the couch as his tone softened, "Yeah, we're...dating."

"I knew it! Frank, how could you do this!? You took her from me! You know how much she means to me!" I yelled.

"Hey, I'm not the one who broke up with her!" He stood back up.

"What? I didn't break up with her! She broke up with me."

"Well, still! You messed up! This isn't my fault!"

"What happened!?" I finally asked.

"What?"

"With you two! What happened?" He sighed and sat back down, before signaling for me to join him.

"Ok, you have to promise not to get mad. Okay?" Frank asked, trying to keep me calm.

"Yeah, I won't, I promise..." It couldn't have been that bad, could it?

"Well, after you guys split I ran into her on my walk. She was crying and told me what happened, so I took her here. I-I didn't mean for it to get bad, I just wanted to help her out. Make her feel better. We watched a movie and I gave her a beer... maybe two. We got drunk. I think we made out for awhile, but we woke up in my bed without our shirts on and we kinda decided to be together." He confessed.

"You gave her alcohol!?" I looked my ashamed friend in the eyes as he nodded, "Frank! You... you dumb ass, and you made out with her! I-I don't know what to think..." The tears started again.

"I'm sorry Mikey, I really didn't mean for it to get bad. I promise, it just, happened."

"Then break up with her." I stated.

"What!?"

"Then break up with her! If you didn't mean it, then it shouldn't be hard to break up with her!" I explained.

"I can't just break it off. I won't do that." He looked to the floor. Why? What makes it so hard? He didn't mean it...

Then my gaze went to the floor as I realized why.

"You're in love with her, aren't you?" He stayed silent, but I didn't need to hear the answer to know what it was. I ran a hand through my hair as I felt tears well up and begin to cover my face.

"I'm sorry." His voice cracked. He cried as well. We just sat in silence. Every now and then one of us would let out a sob, but that was it. I eventually decided to leave, I got home and went into the bathroom. I gazed over my face in the mirror. My eyes were red, puffy, and blood shot. My hair was a tangled mess. While my cheeks were tear stained. I look like a fuckin mess... this girl has really done a number on me... I'll get her back, somehow, someday, I'll get her back...

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Hello! Hi! I did it! A new part! Yay! Finally! I'm so sorry this took so long to get out, I got stuck for a little bit but I got it! I really did! Have a marvelous day~peace out cheesebags