The rest of the school week was a complete drag. Gerard, of course, showered me with a little extra love throughout the week that our friends didn't take any notice to. It was almost as if they were completely oblivious that something was going to happen. Which, I wanted to keep for just a little longer. No need to drop a gigantic bomb on them right now.

Friday night I hung around with Gerard in his room. I sat comfortably in his lap. He kissed my face over and over and over again. Punk boy just couldn't help himself. Then, a quiet yawn escaped my lips as I held a hand over my mouth.

"Are ya getting tired?" He asked.

"Yeah," I leaned back into him, "But, I don't wanna go..."

"Wanna, stay the night?"

"You don't mind?"

"Of course not! C'mon, I'll get you some clothes!" We stood up from the couch and walked to the other side of the room where his bed, dresser, and closet stood neatly in a small corner. I sat on the bed, watching him dig through his drawers.

"Here!" He handed me a Star Wars shirt so big it wouldn't even fit the Hulk let alone Gerard.

"Did you dig out the biggest pajama shirt you could find just to see me in it?"

"Uhm, maybe..." He turned to me and smirked, I rolled my eyes, "Star Wars pants for you. Spider-Man pants for me!" I now held the Star Wars pajama pants in hands that were only one size too big, "You can change in the bathroom."

"Alright..." I stepped into the bathroom just a few feet away and began changing. This thing is huge... does Gerard even wear this to bed!? Ugh...

I stepped out, and immediately, Gerard's eyes lit up. His mouth hung open as well, creating the most adorable face I had ever seen.

"Holy shit, you're adorable!" He cried, hugging me, "So adorable..." His lips pressed up and down the side of my head.

"Punk boy..."

"Angel face..." He pulled away with a smile, "Goddamnit you're cute," I rolled my eyes, "You are!"

"Can we just, go to bed now?" He sighed.

"Yeah..."

I kissed his cheek before taking his hand. Since the bed was pushed up against a wall, we could only get in one at a time. Gerard shut off the lights, then got in first, and held his arms out for me to climb into. I giggled, doing just that. His body felt so warm and comforting against mine. A gentle kiss was pressed to the top of my head.

"Goodnight angel face, I love you." I smiled.

"Goodnight punk boy, I love you too."

We laid there for about, ten minutes when I still wasn't drifting off to sleep. Why can't I sleep!? Fuck...

Another ten minutes passed while I just, laid there. I tilted my head up towards Gerard. His eyes appeared to be closed, but I couldn't quite tell.

"Punk boy...?" I whispered.

"Yeah?" He muttered.

"I can't sleep."

"I can't sleep either," He moved to look at me, "Wanna, go on an adventure?"

I sent a curious look, but, before I could speak, the sound of a door opening and closing came from upstairs. Footsteps were heard, and then the basement door swung open. Whoever it was ran down the stairs, and swung around the edge of the wall towards us.

"Did someone say adventure!?" Mikey cried, out of breath.

"Could you hear us!?" I asked, confused.

"Uh, kinda? I dunno, I heard something that sounded like adventure and came running," He explained, "So, are we adventuring!?" Gerard gazed my way.

"Sure," I said.

"Yes!" Mikey exclaimed, "I'm... I'm gonna get ready!" He then disappeared through the darkness. I pulled the covers back and got out of bed. Gerard climbed out behind me.

"Angel face," I turned to him, he wrapped the same blue scarf around my neck, "It's cold outside. Here," He handed me his old leather jacket, "It's the only other one I have."

"Punk boy," I slipped it on, "I'm you!" He chuckled while putting his leather jacket I gave him on.

We slipped on our socks and shoes just as Mikey came down. Mikey had a black jacket on with the hood covering the top of his head. He held his video camera in hand, ready for our adventure.

"Let's go!" Mikey cried.

"Alright alright," We began up the stairs, "Shush!" Gerard said, putting a finger to his lips.

Silently, we made our way through the kitchen, living room, and finally, out the front door. We all kept quiet while climbing in Gerard's ratty old car.

"Shotgun!" Mikey whisper cried.

"What!? No! I get shotgun!"

"No! I called shotgun, so I get it!"

"But I'm his girlfriend, I get front seat!" Gerard then ended the argument with one sentence.

"Angel face gets front seat."

"What!? But, that's not fair!"

"Oh yeah, well my car, my rules," Mikey groaned as he climbed into the backseat while I got shotgun. Gerard started the car, immediately turning on the heater since it was freezing, "Alright, before we start our little adventure, we gotta stop by Ray's and Frank's. Do you know where Hayley lives?"

"No, we usually just hang out at my place or with you guys." He hummed.

"Maybe Frank'll know."

"Yeah..."

I leaned back into my seat while the radio played quietly in the background. My eyes wandered towards the dark outside. Street lights brought a yellowish, almost orangey glow into the car each time we passed one. A little smile crept upon my face as I sat, cozied up in Gerard's jacket and scarf.

The car pulled up to a house that I could only make out because of the lights above the garage. It was a small, one story home that was slightly run down. Gerard got out of the car and ran to the front window.

"Who's house is this?" I asked as Mikey and I watched Gerard tap on the window.

"Frank's..." I hummed. Finally, the blinds of the window slid up to reveal Frank's dark silhouette. Him and Gerard spoke a bit, before the blinds shut again.

"Is he coming?" I asked.

"Yeah, just wait." The blinds came up again and Frank climbed outside. Both boys quickly got into the car.

"Sup guys," Frank greeted, sitting behind me, "Let's get outta here before my parents hear us, aight?"

"Aight," Gerard started the car and we drove off.

"Where're we going?" Frank asked.

"Ray's, and then, I dunno," Gerard began, "Unless you know where Hayley lives."

"Uhm..." Frank hummed, thinking, "I believe she lives on the next street down." Gerard drove towards there.

"What house?"

"I'll know when I see it," Frank said. Gerard drove slowly through the street while Frank looked out the side window, "That one! The blue one!"

"Aight," He pulled up into the drive way. Frank and I got out of the car.

"Which window is her's?" I asked.

"This one!" He led the way to a side window. Quietly, he tapped on the glass. There was no response. I tapped as well. Suddenly, the blinds went up, the window opened, and Hayley stood there in an oversized t-shirt and pink pajama pants.

"Hey beautiful," Frank greeted with a smirk.

"What the hell!? Do you know what time it is!?" She asked, irritated.

"I believe it's almost eleven o'clock." Frank answered.

"We're here cause we're going on an adventure! Wanna join?"

"Uhm..." She thought for a moment, "Is everyone else going?"

"Yeah, Gerard and Mikey are in the car." I explained.

"Mkay, give me a minute, I'll come out the front door."

"Aight..." The blinds closed. Frank and I stood on the front porch, waiting for her.

"Does my hair look okay?" He asked.

"I dunno..." I shrugged, "Why?"

"Gotta look nice for my lady."

I rolled my eyes as the door opened. Hayley stood there with a beanie, jacket, and scarf on, ready for our adventure. Frank immediately smiled at the sight of her.

"Aw, you look so cute, babe!" She smiled at the porch. I mentally gagged.

Still weird seeing them together... it's nice... but Hayley etched into my mind that Frank equals bad for her... so I uncontrollably mentally gag...

"Let's go!" Frank took his babe's hand and we climbed into the car.

"Ray's coming too, wanna sit with me?" I asked her.

"Yeah..."

"Aww," Frank pouted. I let Hayley get in before me, so I sat closer to the window.

"Don't worry babe, I'll be right in front of you." She said as Gerard drove off. Then, Frank leaned forward and kissed her cheek. Her face turned pink.

"Aww!" Mikey cooed, now pointing his video camera around.

"So, where're we going?" Hayley asked.

"Ray's..." Gerard answered.

"Yeah, but like, after that?"

"Oh I dunno, just, drive around, see where we end up." He shrugged.

"Cool..."

Then, strange noises came from the backseat that were followed with Mikey laughing. Hayley and I turned to see Frank making faces and idiotic noises at the camera. Wow... I expected something entirely different...

"Ay! No makin' out in the backseat!" Gerard cried. They both stopped what they were doing.

"Ew!" Mikey cried, completely disgusted.

"Why the hell would I do that right now!? Hayley's right there!" Frank joked. We all laughed, "I'm just kidding babe..." He leaned forward and kissed her cheek.

"That's gay..." Mikey spoke with his camera pointed at them. We all laughed some more. Haha... it's funny cause it's actually straight...

"Here we are! I'll go get him. No one make out in the backseat, aight!?" Gerard joked before getting out of the car. We went silent for a moment.

"Anyone wanna make out in the backseat? Preferably, Hayley?" Frank asked, jokingly.

"Please no," Mikey said, "I-"

"What? Ya wanna make out with me instead?"

"God..." Hayley rolled her eyes, "Frank, if you're gay, just tell me. It's not that big of a deal. We could go back to friends. I'll just, find another man." She spoke with a jokingly sad tone.

"I'm not gay!" He cried, "Hayley, please don't leave me!" She giggled as the car doors opened.

"Sup guys," Ray greeted, climbing into the backseat.

"Ayyy!" Everyone cheered. Gerard got back into the drivers seat and drove off.

"Where're we going?" Ray asked.

"Dunno, just gonna drive around. Unless anyone has any ideas?" Gerard said.

"Nah I dunno..." Ray said. Everyone said some variation of that.

"Well," Frank began, "There's a gas station just a few miles that away. We could go there and wreak havoc."

"Sure..."

"I'm down..."

"Yeah..."

"Sounds good..."

"Alright, gas station it is!" Gerard cried, driving wherever Frank directed him to, "Here we are!" Everyone climbed out of the car. Mikey still had his camera pointing around.

"Hey Mikey," He turned to Hayley, she stuck her tongue out. Mikey and I laughed.

Punk boy took my hand as we walked inside the little building. Like any gas station, the place had isles lined with snacks and drinks. A very bored looking boy around his early twenties stood at the counter where cigarettes and Pokémon cards were sold as well.

"Get whatever you guys want, I'm buying." Gerard said.

"Sick..." Frank and Hayley grabbed a couple of candy bars. Ray grabbed some other snacks.

"What's everyone getting?" Mikey pointed his camera at all the snacks everyone had grabbed, "Alright," He pointed it back up at us, and then towards the shelves, "I'll grab a few of these..." He narrated, "Got everything?"

"Yeah I think so..." I said, observing everyone's choosings. We went up to the register and set our snacks down, Gerard paid, but before we could leave, Frank began speaking to the cashier.

"Can I get a pack of cigs?" He asked. The guy grabbed the only kind they had from behind the counter and set it down.

"I.D.?" Frank fumbled through his jacket pocket and pulled it out. The cashier took a look, "Aight, that'll be a buck fifty..." I looked to Gerard who smirked. Fake I.D....

"Alright, let's go!" Frank cried with the pack in his hand. We all got back into the car and were back on the road.

"Where're we going now?" Mikey asked. No one knew.

"Just, driving around." Gerard spoke.

"We could go back to that spot. The one we went to on New Years." Ray said.

"Yeah! Let's go there." Said Frank. Everyone agreed to that.

"Alright, to make out hill!" Gerard declared. Hayley, Frank, Mikey, and I looked to each other, then laughed.

"Watch out, Frank might try making out with Mikey again." I said. Hayley burst out laughing. Ray and Gerard just looked confused.

"Yeah, Mikey's gonna turn my boyfriend gay." Hayley giggled.

"Uhm, should I be worried?" Gerard asked.

"No! I'm not gay!" Frank cried, "I like women."

"That's exactly what a closeted gay would say," Mikey said with the camera pointed towards his short friend. Frank punched Mikey's shoulder, "Ow..."

"I'm not gay. Hayley, please don't leave me. I promise I'm not gay." Frank pleaded.

"Frank, I know you're not gay. I'm not gonna leave you." He sighed in relief.

"Good..." Punk boy sent a short curious look my way.

"Later..." I mouthed. He nodded and went back to watching the road.

"All jokes aside," Mikey began, "If you were gay, I'd support you."

"Yeah me too." I said.

"Same," Hayley said, "Even if it'd hurt like a mother fucker to leave you."

"Aww..." Frank cooed at his girl.

"I'm still very confused, but I would also support Frank if he were gay." Ray said.

"Yeah same here." Gerard spoke.

"Well thanks guys. I'd do the same for you too."

"We're here!" Punk boy cried. Everyone climbed out of the car and leaned on the hood, eating the snacks, and talking.

"Ay Gee!" Gerard turned to Frank who held a cigarette towards him. Punk boy took it, and lit it with Frank's lighter before handing it back. He smokes...

"You smoke?" I asked.

"Only when Frank buys. Why? Does it bother you?" He asked, a flash of worry passed through his hazel eyes.

"Not at all," He took a drag of the cigarette, and blew a circle back out, "Wow..." Damn... he's hot when he smokes...

"Like that, sugar?" Sugar... he hasn't called me that in awhile... I've missed it...

"Yeah, you look hot." He smirked.

"Really? Good to know..."

"Want one?" Frank offered me.

"Oh, no, my parents would kill me."

"Have you ever smoked before?" Gerard asked.

"No..."

"Well, don't knock it till you try it, babe."

I took one of the sticks, playing with it in my fingers for a moment. Cancer on a stick... who wouldn't wanna try it?

Finally, I stuck it between my lips and let Frank light it. I breathed in, and immediately coughed.

"No thanks..." I handed it back over to Frank, still coughing.

"Eh, more for me!" Frank cried, sticking my cigarette between his lips. Mikey pointed the camera at me.

"Smoking, yes or no?" He asked as if he were, once again, filming some sort of documentary.

"Not for me. That felt really gross," I said, "You smoke?"

"Every now and then," I hummed, "None of us are hardcore smokers or anything. It's usually just something we do sometimes." Mikey explained.

"Cool, I don't care if you guys do it. It's just, not my thing."

"Really!? You don't smoke either!?" The camera was pointed to Hayley, "Seriously, how are you a cool kid!?"

"A cool kid?" It swung to Gerard, "Who said Y/n was apart of the cool kids?"

"Pete Wentz and Ryan Ross," Hayley explained, "They love having her at parties." Gerard sent a jealous glance my way.

"We're just friends, babe. It's nothing like that," He hummed, "I didn't even know I was a 'cool kid' until Hayley said something."

"Yeah I know you'd never leave me, but, you're not gonna, ditch us or anything, are ya?" Gerard asked.

"Of course not! You guys are the best. I'm not going anywhere until-" I stopped myself. They all had their eyes on me.

"Until what?" Mikey asked. Fuck... I wasn't gonna tell them for a little longer...

I looked to Gerard. He just shrugged. Okay... I guess I'm telling them...

"Guys," I hesitated, "I'm gonna be moving," They were all silent, "I'm moving to California in February. My parent's job has them moving there, so I have to go too."

"Wait, seriously!?" Hayley cried, "You can't go!"

"Yeah! You're the best thing to happen to the group since Frank joined!" Ray exclaimed.

"Aww, I wish it didn't have to be this way. I'm gonna miss you guys so bad." Tears sprinkled my eyes at the thought of leaving them. Punk boy hugged me immediately.

"Wait," Mikey began, "What's gonna happen to you two?" I looked to punk boy, he looked to me.

"I dunno..." I spoke, "We haven't really talked about it."

"Goddamnit, Y/n," Frank started, "I'm really gonna miss ya."

"Me too, I'm gonna miss you all. You're the best thing to happen to me in a really long time. All of you. I'm so bad at making friends, but you guys, thank you for this. I've had a lot of fun with you guys."

"Yeah," Frank then began chuckling, thinking back, "Remember when Brendon wrote you that dumb poem." Everyone laughed.

"Yeah! And you read it to the whole cafeteria!" Mikey cried.

"And when you and I dumped snow on castle Grayskull." Hayley laughed.

"Rest in peace castle Grayskull!" Gerard yelled into the darkness of night.

"That was a really cool fort," Ray sighed, "I miss it."

"Me too..." Mikey said, "Such fine craftsmanship went into that fort."

"Gone too soon." Frank spoke. I then began to yawn.

"Tired, angel face?"

"Yeah..."

"Me too..." Everyone else agreed to that.

"Can we just, crash at yours?" Frank asked Gerard.

"Sure..." They dropped their cigarettes and stomped on them before climbing into the car. Our ride was full of more jokes and laughter until we made it to the Way household where everyone crashed in the basement.

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Wow this chapter is so long. 3,000 words, damn. Well, I hope you liked the chapter :) I had fun writing it. I rlly wanted to make this chapter more happy and fun since the last two have been real downers :/ Have a very cool day~peace out cheesebags