I am afraid to keep on living

(Mikey's pov)

I woke up from dreaming and put on my clothes, then slowly making my way out my room.

Everything was in silence. Just how it was when I went to bed last night last night. I wonder where my brother, Cassie and Frank are.

Well I think they three are mature enough to take care of themselves, at least Gerard and Cassie. I went out of the house and walked to Nathan's house.

I knocked at the door and Nathan opened it as fast as he could. "Hey, Nathy." I said smiling. "Please, don't call me that." He said and faked sad face. I kissed him. "I love you, Nathy." I said smirking. Then he crossed his arms and walked inside the house pretending to be hurt.
We sat on his bed. We talked of random shit as we were listening to some music. Suddenly my phone buzzed. It was the message I was waiting for.

Vic: Got him! We're going there!

Me: Fine, we are waiting.

I read it and put my phone back into my pocket. "Who was it?" Nathan asked me. "It was my brother." I lied.

Like ten minutes later, Vic walked inside the room followed by... Patrick Stump. Nathan's eyes opened widely as he saw Patrick.

"Oh my god, you are Patrick Stump, I'm a huge fan of yours." Nathan said standing up and Patrick laughed. It looks like Nathan doesn't suspect anything. "Glad to hear that, Nathan." Patrick said.

"Oh my god, you know my name." Nathan said. "I can't believe you haven't recognize me." Patrick said. "Yes I did. You are the lead singer from FOB." Nathan said. "Not the way I wanted you to recognize me." Patrick said. "What?" Nathan asked confused.

"We know each other since we were very little." Patrick explained. "No, when I was little I only h... OH MY GOD! PATRICK!" Nathan said as he pulled Patrick into a hug. Seeing my baby this happy was the best thing in the world.

Notes

I'm really, really sorry that this was the shortest and shittiest chapter ever, but I have a terrible headache and I don't feel like writing :(