There wasn't much going on as I sat on the living room couch. Suddenly, I got a message on my phone. Yes! Finally... something to do...

Hayley: dude, I've been invited to so many parties, there's one at Patrick's tonight, wanna come?

Me: hell yeah! Can I invite da boyz?

Hayley: idc

Me: ok!

I switched over to Gerard's messages.

Me: there's a party at Patrick's tonight, wanna come?

Punk boy: can't, tonight's the last night family's in town, have to b with them :(

Me: aw :(

Punk boy: Frank and Ray might be able to tho

Me: ok

Punk boy: they'll b there

Punk boy: I miss u :(

Me: I miss u 2 :(

With a quiet sigh, I slipped my phone away, and began getting ready for yet again, another party. Gerard won't be there... this sucks... I like dancing with him...

I put on a black long sleeve with a black tee-shirt with Nirvana's Bleach album over the center on top of the black shirt. Then, I picked out a pretty black and white plaid skirt, black tights, and black converse for the rest of my outfit. Gerard would loose his shit if he saw me... aww...

Once I was completely ready, I snapped a picture of myself. Quickly, I pulled up Gerard's messages and sent it.

Me: how do I look?

Punk boy: fuckin hot, as always

A small smile appeared on my lips. Startling me, Hayley honked her horn outside.

Me: I'm heading out, don't miss me 2 much, xoxo

Punk boy: yk damn right I will ;)

I giggled to myself before finally heading out to the car. Quickly, I climbed into the passenger seat.

"Hey," I greeted.

"Sup," She said, "Aw, I like your outfit."

"Thanks," I smiled, "Gerard said I look hot." She giggled, and drove off.

"Dude, he thinks you look hot in anything."

"Yeah," I shifted my gaze to the side window.

"I'm surprised he just, let you go to the party without him."

"Let me?" I asked, turning to her, "He's not my parent or anything. Yeah, he gets a little jealous, but he doesn't care if I go places without him." She hummed.

"At least he won't be able to see you talking to other boys."

"Oh, like when he shoves his tongue in my mouth?" I laughed, "He loves doing that..."

"Yeah, I can tell. And you're never stopping him."

"Cause I love it too!" I cried, just as we pulled up to the house.

Ryan's pov Oooo

"Hey is uh, Y/n gonna be here?" I asked Pete who shrugged as we stood around the kitchen island where food and alcoholic drinks sat around.

"I dunno..." He answered, then sent a curious look, "Why?"

"Just wondering," I shrugged off. Okay... I kinda like her... but I'm not gonna be an ass about it...

"What're you drinking?" I asked Pete, eyeing his red solo cup.

"Dunno, just, poured something." I chuckled.

"Alright..."

With a quick sip of my drink, we both walked through the kitchen and into the living room where a bunch of people danced and jumped around. Pete and I just stood, leaning against the wall, watching everyone.

"Oh dude," He hit my shoulder, I looked where he was, "Y/n's over there." Looking around, I finally spotted her, and my heart fluttered. She was dancing with Hayley, but Gerard wasn't anywhere in sight. Wow... she looks so nice... maybe I should tell her...

"Is Gerard here?" Pete shrugged.

"Haven't seen him." I hummed.

"Imma go talk to her."

"Mkay..." Slowly, I stepped away from Pete, and towards the pretty girl dancing.

"Ryan! Hey!" She greeted with a smile, still dancing with her friend.

"Sup," I took another glance around the room, "Is uh, is Gerard here?"

"Nah, him and Mikey couldn't make it." I hummed.

"Could Pete and I dance with you?" I asked. They both smiled.

"Sure..."

"Awesome, Pete! Come dance with us!" Pete came over and we began jumping around, having fun with big smiles on our faces. This only lasted for a couple of songs before we were interrupted.

"Hayley! Hi," Frank had come over, "Uhm, you wanna dance with me?"

"N-no thanks, we were just about done." He looked to the carpet with sad eyes.

"Oh... that's alright, I guess..." Y/n then walked away, and the group dispersed. I kept my eyes on her, trying to decide if I should follow her or not. I'm gonna go...

"Hey," I greeted once again as I caught up with her.

"Hi," She smiled, "W'sup?"

"Nothing much, just, a little bored."

"Yeah, I get that," We then stood, leaning against the hallway wall where not many people were.

"Uhm, you wanna drink? Or something?"

"No, my parents would kill me." She giggled.

"Alright, but what I have is pretty good. Wanna taste?" I held the cup in front of her.

"Nah, I'm good."

"C'mon, just a sip?"

"Ryan, are you peer pressuring me!?" She asked, jokingly mad.

"Yeah, what about it?"

"I don't think we can be friends anymore if you peer pressure me like that. You're like, a bad influence."

"Oh yeah, I'm a terrible influence. You should straight up avoid me from now on," We both laughed, "Would it be alright if I got your number? Just so I could invite you to parties instead of doing it through Hayley."

"Sure..." She slipped out her phone and we exchanged numbers, "Cool," She said, looking at the numbers on the little screen before shoving away the little device.

"Uhm, this is kinda off topic but," I gazed over at her, she had her eyes on me, "You look really pretty." Her eyes fell to her shoes.

"Aww, thanks," She gazed back at me, "You don't look too bad yourself."

"Thanks..." I sent her a smile, "Y'know, you're really cool."

"Well, Hayley has said that I'm apparently a cool kid."

"Apparently!? Do you not believe her?"

"No way, I'm not cool," She giggled, "I'm just, I dunno."

"I think you're pretty cool."

"Thanks, you are too." I smiled.

"So uh, where's Gerard at?"

"It's his relative's last night here, so he has to spend time with them," She sighed, "Parties aren't as fun without him."

"You really like him? Don't you?" She smiled.

"Of course, he's the best."

"Really? Everyone around school says-"

"Doesn't matter what they say. He's amazing! Seriously, he's so sweet, and funny, and so damn cute," She giggled, "People always see him as this really mean tough guy, but, once you get to know him, he's really not bad."

"Cool, I mean, I assumed so. I didn't think you'd stay with him if he were an ass."

"Everyone always criticizes me for going out with him, it's really fuckin' annoying. I mean, it's not their decision, it's mine. Just cause a bunch of people tell me to break up with the guy I really really like, doesn't mean I'll do so. Especially if Brendon's one of them." Brendon... ugh...

"Gross," Was all I said, now spacing out a bit. That night... of the snowball... Brendon was such an ass... I was gonna ask her out that day... he just... beat me to it...

"You okay?" She asked, I finally snapped out of it.

"Oh, yeah, sorry, just, thinking." I wonder what would've happened if I had asked her...

"About what?"

"Uhm, I dunno if I should say." I scratched the back of my head. She folded her arms.

"Okay, now I'm curious. What's up?" Here it goes...

"Well, y'know that day when Brendon asked you to the snowball?"

"I know of it."

"Promise you won't get mad at me or anything?" She sent a curious look.

"Promise," She said.

"Th-"

"Sup guys!" We heard from the living room, and a bunch of people going 'ayyyy!'

"Where's my angel face!?"

"Gerard!" She completely forgot about me and ran to her boyfriend, "You came! Aw..." I stepped out of the hallway and just, stood against another wall in the living room, watching them.

She's happy... no use in destroying that... not gonna pull a Brendon... I like her... yeah... but all that matters is that she's happy... even if she's not with me...

Quietly, I sipped on my drink as they danced around with their friends. She had the biggest smile on her face. It caused me to smile.

Not gonna be an ass... she'll only push me away if I do that... just gonna... admire her from over here... and hope I don't get beat up... yeah... being her friend is fine... a lot better than what Brendon is to her...

"Hey Ryan!" I turned to Y/n, "Wanna dance with us?"

"You really want me to?" She nodded.

"Uhm, yeah, sure..." My voice took on a nervous tone.

"It's okay, Gerard's not gonna hurt ya. He's not as scary as you think." She explained, lowly. Then took both my hands, and led me to the dance floor with her boyfriend, Mikey, Frank, and Ray.

"Angel face, you look so amazing." He told her.

"Punk boy-" Suddenly, he pulled her close, and kissed her. Wish it were me...

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Uh so yeah, that happened. Ryan likes you. But he's gonna be cool abt it. This is exactly what Brendon should've been doing after the break up but obviously he did not do that. I have a lot of party ideas so up until they finally get to New Years it's mostly gonna be parties and drama. Also uh, I'm thinking Brendon might come back soon. Not sure tho. He's already a character in the story so I feel like it's fine. This is the only book he's in that I'm still writing for I think so yeah. Have a cool day~peace out cheesebags