There were 27 knocks on his door until he finally opened it, he knew the exact number because he had counted them while burying his face into his drool stained pillow, trying to ignore the dull thumps.
After knock 27 it was silent, then he heard footsteps travel back up the stairs and the frontdoor slamming shut.
He let out a sigh of relief, and pulled his blanket up a little higher, ever since last week's events he'd secured himself safely away in his bedroom.
Eventhough his mom only let him stay home with his feigned sickness the friday after his little blow out with Frank and Mikey, he'd perfectly managed to avoid his friends at school.
In the classes he shared with Ray he'd make sure to get to sit in the front next to some random kid, during lunch he'd just hide in one of the bathroomstalls.
It wasn't the nicest place to eat, but atleast the badly drawn stickfigures on the walls didn't shower him in questions about why he wasn't talking to anybody.
And now it was saturday once again, he had no idea what time it was he had hung a dark, thick piece of fabric infront off the small window that usually provided his basement room with a small amount of light.

The dark confines of his room comforted him in a time where his best friend.. boyfriend.. ex-boyfriend, he didn't know what to call Frank anymore, angrily walked out on him and where his brother pretended like he was dead.
Their parents had rubbed it off as just a petty feud between brothers when they noticed Mikey wasn't talking or looking at Gerard, treating him as if he were invisible.
Mikey even took the schoolbus now instead of letting Gerard drive them to school, that stood for something since Mikey hated the schoolbus.
He felt alone, though seclusion was exactly what he deserved, after high school he wouldn't see them anyway, so he might as well start now.
In the drawer of his nightstand he could hear his phone buzz, he had stopped checking his messages three days ago.

A minute or so after his phone stopped buzzing there was a bang and glass shattering all over his floor, quickly followed by a big rock, his make-shift curtain had fallen too.
He jumped from his bed and backed against the wall, scared to death when he saw two legs coming through the window, first kicking out the last pieces of glass from the frame, before slowly lowering, until a body appeared and finally a face to go with it.


"BOB YOU SON OF A BITCH WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU" Gerard yelled, clutching his rapidly beating heart.
Bob dusted of his jacket and shrugged "you didn't open your door when I knocked and I texted you that I was gonna break your window and come in anyway if you didn't open the door, and y'know, you didn't so surprise here I am bro".
Gerard frowned "you didn't text me jackshit asshole" he spat, but grabbed his phone from his nightstand drawer.

I s2g Gerard, open the door or I'll break ur window n come in like that

"Oh" Gerard said softly, earning a smirk that almost screamed 'I told you so' from Bob who had started on sweeping the glass shards together with his foot.
"How the hell did you get in anyway?" he questioned while sitting back on his bed and watching Bob create a small pile of glass.
"I was a little early to pick up Mikey for the movies, so I thought 'hey why not check on the long lost Way brother'".
Gerard raised an eyebrow "isn't it a little early for the movies" he turned his head to see that the sun had almost set entirely, it was later than he thought "and where is Mikey".

"Well he still had to practice something on his bass" Bob sat down next to Gerard, sniffed and scooted to the end of the bed.
Gerard smelled his armpits and cringed "is it just the two of you going?" he tried so subtly find out of Frank was coming too.
"Nah Ray and Frank are meeting us there, wanna come?" Bob asked him.
Truth was that he really wanted to go, he missed his friends eventhough he was the one consciously pushing them away and it didn't even matter that Frank and Mikey hated him "do you think..are Frank and Mikey gonna be alright with that?" he muttered.
Bob snapped his fingers "ah yeah about that, you have to talk to Mikey man, I'm pretty sure he thinks you don't give two shits about him".
That was bullshit, Mikey was one of the most important people in his life, if he loved his little brother even the slightest bit more he'd explode.
But coming to think of it, that wasn't how he had treated him lately, and especially not last week "you're right, hey can you clean up the glass and put something to cover up the window, I'm gonna go upstairs to take a quick shower and talk to Mikey".
Bob rolled his eyes "sure master Way, anything else I can do for you?" he said sarcastically.
Gerard grabbed clean underwear and clothes from his closet "yeah you can come up with a way to explain the broken window to my parents" he smirked before opening the door and disappearing upstairs.

By the time he was dressed and sure he didn't smell like dried up sweat anymore, he went to his brother's room.
The door was opened slightly and he could hear Mikey play the bassline of a Green Day song, he didn't go in until it abrubtly stopped and he heard a gruff 'what' come from the room.
"Hey Mikes" he said softly and slightly uneasy while he took a step towards his brother "can I sit down?"
"Whatever" Mikey mumbled, not looking up.
They sat in silence for a few minutes, Mikey still with his bass in his lap, until finally Gerard had plucked together some courage.
"Listen Mikey, I'm sorry, I'm so fucking sorry, I don't know why I did what I did. Or I do, I'm a stupid piece of shit, but I love you so much and I can't stand not talking to you and I miss you, miss hanging out with you, I love you please stope hating me please" he said with his voice cracking.
"I don't hate you, you fucking idiot, you just hurt me" Mikey said sadly, putting his bass down infront of him on the floor.

Gerard didn't say anything but just threw his arms around Mikey's neck and pulled him against him "I know and you'll never know how fucking sorry I am, or how important you are to me." he murmured.
After a few seconds of not moving, Mikey gave in and put his arms around his brother, hugging him thightly.
"Alright, judging from this beautiful portrayal of brotherly love I guess I can assume that you guys are good again" Both brothers looked up to find Bob standing in the doorway.
Gerard carefully looked at Mikey who nodded and then back at Bob who smiled "alright fuckers, then grab your shit and get your asses to my car, we're gonna be late."
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Frank's pov
After much begging Ray still didn't want to come out to the parkinglot with Frank so he could smoke a cigarette, instead he chose to wait inside, where he wouldn't freeze his nuts off.
After a good few minutes outside Frank pulled his beanie down over his ears, took a puff of his cigarette, and decided that Ray Toro was a wiser man than himself.
It was already dark outside, and the November chill still bled through his several layers of clothes, every year when fall had gone by it surprised him how cold Jersey could get.
He took one last drag of his cigarette and just as he blew out the smoke and stomped on the bud he heard a car honk.
When he looked up he saw Bob and Mikey in the frontseats, while Bob parked his car, he could see a third person in the back, but in the shitty parkinglot light he couldn't quite make out the person's form.

One by one they came out, first Mikey, followed by Bob and finally the last person he expected to see tonight, Gerard.
He cursed himself when he felt his heart flutter and even more when the three walked up to him and all he wanted was to kiss Gerard senseless and tell him that he was a dipshit, then kiss him some more.
"Hey" he said awkwardly, looking away and fiddling with the lighter in the pocket of his coat.
Bob and Mikey greeted back in their normal fashion, while Gerard brought out and equally awkward "hey" too.
"Alright dipshits, let's get inside before I freeze my ass off" Bob shivered, he didn't wait for the rest and instead went straight to the movie theater's entrance.
They all quickly followed, Mikey because he didn't want to be stuck between two sides of awkward and Frand Gerard because they were kinda scared to be alone together.

Inside they were greeted by Ray, who tried to hide his surprise when not only he saw thay Gerard had come along but also when he heard him talk to Mikey like nothing had happened.|
Frank saw him look at Bob who smirked and shrugged, it was probably thanks to him that the Way brothers had made up.
"Hey Gee, just so you know, you're paying my ticket and buying me a salty popcorn with extra butter and a coke, since you busted up my poor mouth" Mikey said.
It came out teasingly, and his lip looked fine again but Frank still noticed the sad look on Gerard's face when Mikey reminded him.
Gerard turned his sad face into a smile quickly enough and promised Mikey that he'd get him everything in extra large size since Mikey could use some calories.
They went to buy their tickets and snacks, and by the time each had their orders they were ready to get to their seats, except for Mikey who had to go to the bathroom first.
Luckily the theater was fairly empty, especially for saturday evening so they sat down on the top row, first Bob, then Ray then Gerard and since Mikey wasn't back yet, he had to sit next to Gerard.

Just as he sat down, looking at Gerard from the corner of his eyes, Mikey came in, casually sitting down and asking his snacks from Gerard, who of course because Frank was an unlucky bastard, had to lean over Frank to give it to him.
He bit his lip as Gerard bent over is lap, he could smell his familiar scent and his heart started beating faster.
Suddenly he looked down to his crotch, crossed his legs and slumped in his seat when he noticed that he had apparantly missed Gerard more than he thought, and though he was still kinda pissed his hormones felt otherwise.
When he sat down again, Gerard's arm bumped into Frank's on the armrest, and again Frank felt his heart flutter.
He sighed and kept his eyes locked to the screen while the commercials started playing.

Notes

Sorry for taking so long!