Just for reference:

My life has been crap since the day everything fell apart.
I heard him crying, I walked in and I was right. "What happened?" I sat down next to him. "Are you okay? How was the studio?"
"We need to break up. Y/N. I'm sorry." Tears sobbed more.
"I understand. I'll go pack my stuff. I hope everything goes well for you." I smiled softly as I walked to our room and grabbed my suitcase set. I took everything I owned in that house that I knew he wouldn't need. I only left one thing. The picture in the frame from the first day we met. My friend had taken it, it was prom night and he came up and asked if I could dance with him because his date left with another guy.
After I left his house, I moved in with my brother and ended up learning from Gerard why Frank had broken up with me. His band, My Chemical Romance had broken up that day. I cried that day, I loved their work, I loved watching them all work together. That was a year ago.
Today was March 22 and I held in my hand the invitation I got two weeks ago to a party Patrick was holding. I remembered Patrick, I remembered all of them. All of Fall Out Boy, Panic at the Disco. I remember managing a tour for them before My Chemical Romance broke up, we had to cancel the whole thing.
I was shaking. I had the dress, it was a formal ball type thing. It was a reunion, for what...I had no clue. It was this evening.
I had RSVPed a week ago, I had picked everything out. I just couldn't brung myself to going. I haven't talked to these people since everything. The only one I still talked too was Dallon, and that's because he and I had known each other for years. He came to all of our family gatherings, so I always talked to him.
I set the invitation down and looked at the clock on my microwave. I had two hours.
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I stepped in front of my mirror, my (h/c) was pulled up into a braided bun. My dress was a two piece. It had a gold skirt and a top that was coral and gold. I sighed and looked me over one more time before meeting my brother outside.
"Wow, I feel lame for going in a suit." I laughed and we got into his black car. I was nervous. Dallon was going, that's the first thing I checked. What if I saw Frank there? What if they are all there? Why do I say? What do I do?
"Hey, I can see you mentally panicking. You'll do fine. You know these people. Plus, it's not like you're 'boyfriend' won't be there." he put air quotes around boyfriend. He was referring to Dallon.
"He's got a girlfriend ya know, and it ain't me. Just to remind you." I shook my head and looked out the car window.
"In all seriousness, you look wonderful. You'll be fine." I didn't say anything as we pulled up. The place was huge. I felt like Cinderella pulling up to the ball. I mean, it was a ball, but I sure as hell wasn't Cinderella.
My brother helped me out of the car and he walked in before me, I was walking slow, admiring where I was. I walked in, of course, down a set of stairs into a big ballroom. I swear this is a castle.
I wasn't looking and someone halfway tackled me. "Y/N! You made it!! And you look stunning." It was Dallon.
"Thanks. You're lookin' pretty good yourself." We both laugh quietly.
"Hey, I'm gonna warn you now. They're here." I felt like someone had just told me I was dead.
"Where?" He pointed through the crowd. They were talking to Joe, Andy and Brendon.
Frank was over there with just Gerard and Ray.
Frank...
"Y/N?" Dallon snapped me back. "You still love him don't you?" I nodded.
"I don't blame you." Dallon looked over at them and then back at me. "You should go say hi. I'll come with if you want. Brendon's over there anyway."
I nodded again and he took me over and we stood in the group. "Y/N!" Brendon enveloped me in a hug and I can't help but hug him back. "Look at you!" He released from the hug and looked at me. "Wow, it's been a year, it's felt like more than that! Sarah and I missed you!"
"I missed you guys too!" I looked over and Gerard gave me a half smile and a tiny wave. I returned a tiny wave. Joe and Andy had left.
"Oh come on. You guys missed each other. Gerard, hug the woman." He smiled fully and we hugged like we used to. He was my best friend.
"Where's Mikey?"
"Over by Pete. I don't know where they all went." We both shrugged and then he looked to Frank.
"Hey Y/N."
"Hey Frank." He looked so amazing. His hair was long enough to swoop to the side, but short enough to how I liked it. He was clean shaven and his tattoos were hidden under his jacket.
"Kiss already." I heard Gerard mumble under his breath.
I looked at him and he knew I had heard. "Nice to see you again." I looked up at him and nodded. I was probably the only person shorter than him. I was about 5'4.
He used to tease me about it.
I miss his teasing.
I miss his hugs.
I miss his words.
I miss him. I miss his touch and his soft snoring at night.
I miss him entirely, and I want him back.
"Yeah." Gerard shoved me purposely as he walked behind me. I fell into Frank and he caught my shoulders. He smiled.
"I missed you." He mouthed. Tears actually came to my eyes.
"I still love you." I mouthed back and he brought me up to kiss him. His hands cupped my face and my arms lay on his shoulders.
He pulls back and I wonder if I did something wrong.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have broken up with you. I was under a lot of stress. How can I make it up to you?"
"I don't know."
"Let's hang out tonight and then we can both think about things okay?"
"Okay."
We both smiled.