A strange sadness filled my insides as I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling. There were no tears shed, but an emptiness had begun to fill my soul.

I'm being dramatic... aren't I? This isn't that bad... I've moved before... and maybe we really won't this time... maybe we'll stay a little longer... who am I kidding? Of course we won't stay longer... I finally found some good friends and it'll all be gone in weeks...

There was then a quiet knock at my door.

"Go away..." I said, but Tyler opened the door anyways. He had his suitcase trailing behind him as he stepped inside.

"Hey..." He spoke softly, stepping towards me, "I'm gonna be heading home soon."

"I thought you were staying for New Years." I said, sitting up, and facing him.

"Nah, I can't," He explained, "I'll text you though."

"Mkay..." He stepped closer and gave me a hug.

"Take care of yourself, alright?"

"Alright, I will, but only if you do too." He pulled away and smiled.

"Deal, I'm gonna miss you. I've had fun."

"Yeah, me too."

"Bye..."

"Bye..." And he was gone. I fell back into my bed, eyes back on the ceiling. Then, there was another soft knock at my door.

"Go away!" I cried, but my mom came in anyways. Do they know the meaning of go away!?

"Y/n, c'mon, you gotta get outta bed," She stood on top of what was once the all mighty and powerful Castle Grayskull as if it were merely a pile of blankets, "We don't even know if the move's gonna happen yet. If it does, don't you wanna be with your friends as much as you can?" She asked, I just stayed silent.

Okay... I'm literally just tired from talking with Tyler all night... of course I wanna be with my friends... I'm just... tired from all the late nights... and yesterday... oh Christmas was so fun...

I had accidentally spaced out while she was talking. Suddenly, she stepped towards the nightstand and took my phone.

"Hey, what're you doing!?"

"Yeah, just as I thought, dozens of messages from your friends. Go hang out with them!" She set it back down, she had only flipped through my notifications.

"Mom, I'm not depressed. I'm just tired from the late nights." I explained.

"Oh, alright then..." After hearing this, she didn't seem to mind as much. She left the room and shut the door behind her. I rubbed my tired eyes before grabbing my cellular device. My mom was right, I had quite a few messages from people.

Hayley: dude there's a party at Ryan's tonight we should go(latest)

Punk boy: angel faceeee I wanna see your pretty face plsssss

Punk boy: angel face!!!

Punk boy: angel faceeeee are you alive???

Punk boy: angel faceeeee

Punk boy: angel face plsssss

Punk boy: angel face we should do smthn today

Punk boy: what was going on? Did smthn happen?(oldest)

"Geez Gerard..." I giggled, rubbing my tired eyes again. With a small smile on my face, I began typing him a message.

Me: punk boyyyyyy

Punk boy: she's alive!

I giggled to myself.

Me: wanna come over and do nothing with me?

Punk boy: hell yeah

Me: cool :)

With a tired sigh, I got up from my cozy bed, and trudged out to the living room. My mom sat watching a random sitcom on tv.

"Oh, look who finally got outta bed..." She spoke with a kind smile.

"Hi," My voice was slightly groggy, "Gerard's gonna come over and do nothing with me."

"Good..." She said, "When will he be here?" I shrugged.

"Dunno, just asked if he wanted to come over and he said yeah." She hummed.

"I'm going back to bed. Tell him to come to my room when he comes."

"Alright..." She said, and I walked away. Lazily, I flopped into my bed, snuggling under the sheets and blankets. Not long after I had gotten comfortable, there was another quiet knock on my bedroom door.

"Unless you're Gerard, go away!" The door opened.

"Hey angel face..." He greeted. I turned, and reached a hand out to him.

"Punk boy!" I smiled, "Come! Come do nothing with me!" He climbed into bed with a smile on his face.

"Aww, miss angel face, you're adorable."

He caressed my cheek. I didn't say anything, just buried my face further into the covers. Then, my phone buzzed on the nightstand. Quickly, I reached for it. My eyes adjusted to the bright screen as I read the message.

Hayley: are we going?

"Oh yeah, Ryan's throwing a party tonight and Hayley was saying we should go. Wanna come along?" I asked.

"Fuck yeah..."

"Alright..."

Me: could da boyz come along?

Hayley: idc

Me: aight cool, when?

Hayley: seven, I'll pick you up around seven thirty tho

Me: sick

I set the phone back down and buried the side of my face into the pillow. My eyes were shut for just a moment before reopening to see my punk boy smiling at me.

"What?" I asked, tiredly.

"Nothin'," I sent a look, "I dunno, I just like being with you. Pumpkin," He ran a hand through my hair, "I dunno how to explain it. You just... I dunno..." He let go of my hair, and just looked at me.

"Is it happy?" I asked.

"Yeah... but different..." I moved closer to him so my face was in his chest. He kissed the top of my head and wrapped an arm around me.

"Is it a good different?" I asked.

"Uhuh... definitely good... better even..." I smiled.

"Sweet..." I happily sighed.

"You're sweet..." He said against the top of my head.

"No you..." A small smirk slithered upon my face. He chuckled.

"No you!"

"No you!"

"No you!"

"No you!" We both laughed.

"Okay, we're both sweet."

"Aww, punk boy's sweet."

"Only to my babe." I smiled.

"I like it when you call me that. 'Your babe,' it's cute."

"Really? I thought you thought it was funny."

"Yeah, at first, but I've grown to like it." I said.

"Well then, my babe is the prettiest babe around," He said. I didn't say anything, just hid my face even more, "Aww, miss angel face is embarrassed!" He chuckled, then kissed the top of my head. I moved a little to see his face. He's really pretty... his eyes get me every time...

"Punk boy, you're pretty too." I ran my fingertips against his cheek. He took my hand in his and kissed it. There wasn't much talking for the rest of the day. We just, laid in bed, doing nothing at all.

Oh punk boy... what will I do without you? I'm gonna miss you so much... I've never been this happy before... usually I'm just ignored until I move again... but you... punk boy... Gerard... you never did... never could... my pretty boy...

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Hi guys, this is kinda filler until next chapter. I have smthn really fun planned and yes it involves them going to Ryan's party. Next chapter I think you guys will rlly like it. Oh I can't wait! Have a splendid day~peace out cheesebags