Your pov

Lazily, I laid on my bed with music playing quietly in the background. Suddenly, my phone went off. I looked for the little device buried somewhere under the comforter until finally, I found it.

Hayley: dude!! Brendon's back in town, he's having a party tonight!! We should definitely not go!!

I giggled.

Me: yeah, let's not go eww

Hayley: lol

Brendon's back... gross...

For the next few days I ended up staying at home instead of going out in fear of Brendon trying to pull something. As I did so, I had punk boy over, he had me over at his house. We joked around, made out, and had fun. That is, up until New Years.

"Angel face!" Gerard sang as I entered his bedroom.

"Punk boy!" I mirrored his tone, taking a seat next to him on the couch.

"My parents are throwing a New Years party tonight. You should come, everyone will be there."

"Yeah, I noticed. The house is completely decorated." He chuckled.

"They always over do it," As he spoke, he put an arm around my shoulders. I leaned into him, "Miss angel face?" I hummed, looking up at him. His eyes were on mine, "You're really cute."

"Nah-" But he kissed me before I could finish.

"Babe, every time you try to deny how beautiful you are I'm just gonna kiss ya."

"Punk boy, c'mere..."

"Whatta ya mean, I'm right here?"

I grabbed hold of his shirt and pulled him to me so our lips met. Our lips pressed against each other over and over again. Eventually, I fell backwards into the couch cushion with Gerard on top of me. He held his hands out onto the cushion so he hovered over my body. Those beautiful hazel eyes stared into mine as his long jet black locks hung around his face.

My fingers reached up, and held his cheeks. He smiled, then leaned in for another kiss. Once again, our lips went back and forth, over and over again. Now, his arms were wrapped around my body as he sent kisses all over my face and neck.

"Angel face?"

"Punk boy?"

"You're beautiful..."

I opened my mouth to speak, but he only shoved is tongue through the gap. With a smirk on his face, his tongue ventured around my mouth. Tingles shot through my spine as he found every nook and cranny in my mouth. Finally, he pulled away, then kissed my cheek.

"Oh punk boy..." My hands still held his cheeks.

"Did ya like that?"

"Well duh, you had your tongue in my mouth! It was hot!" He chuckled, then planted short kissed all up my face, "You should do it again..." His head shot up with a smile.

"Really? You want me to?" I giggled, and nodded, "Sure thing, pumpkin."

He did so. This time, I shut my eyes as his gigantic tongue found its way down my throat and anywhere else. My fingers, slowly, ran up through his hair. I felt him smirk against my lips.

"Oh angel face..." He whispered, pulling away for merely a second before going back in for more. We were both so entranced by each other that we hadn't even heard the bedroom door open.

"Hey Gerard I-... aw gross!" Gerard immediately pulled away and looked up at his brother, now completely disgusted.

"Oh, hey Mikey..." I greeted, laying on my stomach with my elbows rested on the arm rest and head in hands so I could look at Mikey.

"Uhm... hi..." He greeted, still trying to get over what he had walked in on.

"C'mon Mikey, it's not that gross!" Gerard cried, standing up.

"Yes it was! You looked like a fuckin' parasite, or leech, eww..." He held his hands to his eyes, still trying to get over what he had seen.

"Anyways, what'd ya need?" Mikey let go of his face and looked to his brother.

"Well, everyone's gonna be here soon, mom wanted you to get ready."

"Mkay, will do," Mikey then nervously began walking up the stairs, "Oh and a tip for next time! Knock!" There wasn't a response, only the sound of the door closing.

"Sorry bout that babe," Gerard stepped back to the couch, "Where were we?" I giggled.

"Shouldn't you be getting ready?"

"I should, but will I?" He thought for a moment, humming, "Probably not..."

"Oh c'mon, I can pick something out for you." I took his hand, dragging him to his clothes drawers and closet.

"Why?"

"Cause it'll be fun! You're gonna look fabulous," I smiled, searching through his clothes, "Wait," I stopped for a moment, then turned to him, "I'm not gonna find any nudie mags in here, am I?"

"No..." I sent him a look, "You're not! I have those under my bed." He explained. I just laughed. Of course he's gonna have a stack of nudie mags... he's a teenage boy... that's what they live off of...

"But, I don't look at them much anymore," He said. I hummed, "I don't want you to think badly about yourself cause of it..." I sent him a look.

"Gerard, I couldn't care less that you got nudie mags under your bed. You're a teenage boy! Duh! Of course you'd have them!" He came over and hugged me from behind, "Just don't let me catch you lookin' at one." I fake gagged. He chuckled.

"I don't really look at them much anymore."

"Why's that?" I asked.

"Cause I'm too busy lookin' at you! My beautiful babe..." I giggled, then kissed his cheek.

"Oh, I think I found something!"

"What?"

"This!" I pulled out a black and white striped long sleeve shirt from the back, "Have you ever worn this?"

"Yeah, once..."

"And now pants!" I pulled away from him and began digging through his draws.

"Don't go through the top drawer," He said, sitting down on his bed. I sent him a curious look, "It's got my underwear in it."

"Oh eww..." I said, turning back to the drawers, "Oh these are perfect!" Now, I held up a pair of black ripped jeans, "Here," I handed him the clothes, "Put that on and the leather jacket." He chuckled.

"Yes ma'am!" I rolled my eyes as he held a smile, walking into the bathroom. Oh punk boy...

I smiled to myself, taking a seat on his bed. Now that he was gone, I was bored out of my mind.

"Angel face!" He called, stepping out of the bathroom. Almost immediately, I jumped up with a smile on my face.

"Punk boy! Aww, you look amazing!" Immediately, I hugged, and then kissed him. He chuckled, holding me.

"Thanks babe..."

He kissed me, and again, and again, and one more time. Suddenly, the door opened followed by footsteps. We both pulled away from each other, expecting one of his parents. But it was only Mikey. There was a hand over his eyes as he entered.

"You're not fuckin' are you?" I laughed.

"No! You're good..." He pulled his hand away and looked to us.

"Uh, well, everyone's here now..." He spoke somewhat nervously, "And uh, Brendon's here..." Immediately, my heart sank.

"Brendon!? Why's he here!?" Gerard asked, Mikey shrugged.

"I guess mom invited him and his family."

"Eww..." I said, just as the rest of the gang ran down the stairs.

"Guys! Guys! Why the fuck is Brendon here!?" Frank asked.

"Mom invited his family I guess." Mikey explained.

"Ugh! Gross!" Hayley complained.

"What if we just, didn't go to the party?" I asked, they all sent curious looks, "Like, we could just, ditch. Drive somewhere?"

"Cool, I'm down." Hayley said.

"Oh I am too!" Frank cried, clearly trying to impress Hayley.

"Sick, where should we go?" I shrugged.

"Anywhere that's not here."

"Yeah, we should go soon. Before Brendon finds us down here." Mikey spoke. We all nodded, then quietly walked up the steps and into the kitchen. Swiftly, we made it past the living room and out the front door.

"Wait, I gotta grab something!" Mikey cried, then ran off.

"Mkay..."

"Hayley, wanna sit together during the drive?" Frank asked with a smile.

"Uh, probably not..." why does she keep saying no? She likes him! Be with him!

"Oh, uhm, alright. That's alright." He scratched the side of his head, looking to the ground. Mikey then ran out the front door.

"Go! Go! Go!" He cried, "Brendon saw me!"

"Ah!" Everyone quickly piled into the car.

"There's no way I'm sitting close with them." Hayley said, referring to the three boys in the back seat.

"Just, sit with me!" I cried, she opened the passenger side door, and climbed in.

Finally, Gerard sped off as a certain dark haired boy ran out the front door. But, we were already on the road as he tried running after us. I leaned back in my seat, relieved that we didn't have to deal with him. He's so annoying... not just to me... everyone here hates him...

"What'd you grab?" Ray asked.

"Video camera," Mikey said, I turned around to see him holding it in his hand.

"Are you recording?" I asked.

"Now I am..." He said, then turned to Frank who stuck his tongue out and made idiotic noises at the camera.

"Aw gross!" Mikey chuckled, then moved the camera to me.

I stuck my fingers in the bottom corners of my mouth and pulled down as I stuck my tongue out. More idiotic noises, mimicking Frank's, left my lips. Everyone laughed. Gerard looked to me and chuckled as well. I pulled my fingers away.

"Hey babe, how attractive am I right now?" And then did it again. Gerard chuckled even more. Aww...

"You look so hot right now..." He joked. Once again I pulled my fingers away.

"Really?" He nodded. I put my fingers back and licked his cheek.

"Oh gross!" He chuckled. I love making him laugh...

Then, he pulled up and parked the car on a dirt hill covered in snow. It over looked the city. Lights from the many buildings were lit up below while stars shown bright in the sky above.

"Where are we?" I asked as we got out.

"Most people just call it make out hill. It's just this little spot up the mountain."

"Cool..."

"Woah! It's got night vision!" Mikey cried, pressing buttons on his camera. Gerard then got really close to the camera, "Dude, you look fuckin' freaky in night vision!"

"Do I?" He chuckled, "Do I!?" Everyone laughed. Gerard then took the camera and aimed it at Mikey, "You look fuckin' freaky too!" Then Mikey stuck his tongue out.

"What about me? Am I freaky!?" I jumped in front of the camera, with a big smile and wide eyes.

"Nah, you just look cute!" My smile faded and my eyes went back to normal.

"Cute!? No fuckin' way!"

"Yes way!" Gerard cried, then handed the camera back to Mikey.

"Oh no, yeah, you do look fuckin' freaky Y/n." Mikey said.

"Yes!" I smiled.

"Well, you look cute to me." Gerard kissed the side of my head.

"Ray!" Mikey turned the camera to him, Ray made a funny face at the camera. Gerard and I leaned against the front of the car, watching as Mikey and Ray joked around.

"Wait, where'd Frank and Hayley go?" I asked. Gerard shrugged.

"Found them..." Mikey had his camera pointed at a bench where they sat together just a few feet away, "C'mon..."

He motioned for us to follow him. We did so. All four of us quietly sat behind the bench, watching.

"Uhm... I dunno..." She said to him, "You're sweet, and I like you, but-"

"But what? I like you too! We should be together." Frank spoke. He held both of her hands in his.

"Frank, you're one of the most annoying, fowl mouthed, disgustingly rude people I have ever met. Yet, I can't get you out of my head!" She sighed, "It's annoying..."

"Should we really be watching this?" Ray whispered.

"Yes! They'll thank me later when they see I've caught it on tape!" Mikey whisper cried, "Now shush!"

"So... you like me?" He asked her. She sighed.

"Uhuh..." Frank had the biggest smile on his face, "Kiss me."

"Alright!" Just as Frank leaned in to do so, Gerard put his hand over my eyes.

"Gerard! Stop it!" I whispered.

"No! This part's graphic!"

"Punk boy..." I tried pushing his hand away as I laughed.

"Angel face..." He held the same tone as I had.

"Shush!" Mikey cried.

"Ew are you spying on us!?" Hayley cried, Gerard finally moved his hand.

"Yeah, but only cause Mikey wanted to!" I cried.

"I'm not spying on you! I'm just, documenting an important event in both of your lives!" He explained, "You'll thank me later!"

"Whatever..." Hayley rolled her eyes and got up from the bench, Frank followed her. Gerard, Mikey, Ray, and I got up from our hiding spot and walked back to the car.

"Oh yeah, I brought booze..." Hayley said, grabbing her bag from the passenger side floor.

"No way, I did too!" Frank cried, grabbing drinks from the floor of the back seat. They each handed around bottles of beer while Hayley also held a bottle of vodka.

"I don't want any..." I said, pushing the drink away as Hayley tried handing me one.

"Have you even tried?" She asked. I shook my head.

"Really!?" Mikey came over with his camera pointed at me.

"Angel face, you can have some of mine." Gerard handed me the bottle.

"But I don't want any..."

"Just a sip." Fine! I guess I'll get murdered by my parents!

"Alright..."

"This is her first time trying alcohol." Mikey spoke as if we were in some sort of documentary. Then, I took a sip, and immediately spit it out into the snow, coughing.

"Oh man that was disgusting!" I handed the bottle back to Gerard. Everyone laughed.

"How do you feel?" Mikey asked.

"Gross..." My coughs finally died down as we talked and joked some more.

"Shit, what time is it!?" Gerard asked.

"Almost midnight," Mikey answered.

"Holy shit!" Gerard opened the car door and turned on the radio. We all then stood, leaning against the hood of the car.

"Three... two... one!" The radio spoke, "Happy New Years!"

Gerard immediately brought me in for a kiss. For the rest of the night we all talked and joked. I was so happy to be there, but I knew it'd all be changing soon.

Only if I could keep it this way... stay with them... I'll miss these guys... I've never had a better group of friends... I'll never forget them... I'll never forget this feeling... happy... never been so happy before... I'll miss it...

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Ah this chapter took so long to write! I wrote like, three different versions and hated the first two but I rlly like this! Sorry it's so long, I just got excited to finally get to this part. Ahhh I hope you liked the chapter! Have an outstanding day~peace out cheesebags