Clearwater [Mikey Way]

"Hey Missy!" Sammi calls when she sees us climb up and make our way into the treehouse. I grin and hug her.
"Happy birthday bitch." I say and she chuckles.
"I'm almost a grown up!" She says proudly, making Mikey and I laugh.
"No. No you're not. You'll never be a grown up." Mikey says and we both laugh.
"I'm gonna go find Gerard ok---" he begins to say but cuts himself short when two arms wrap around my waist and gentle lips softly touch my neck.
I smile and tilt my head slightly.
"Hello Patrick." I say and I feel him smile against my neck and pull away, turning me around to face him so he can kiss me properly.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Mikey just roll his eyes and walk away.
Okay.
Now you're just being bitchy, Way.
Patrick doesn't notice (yet again) and just pulls away, smiling.
I smile stupidly and look around when I hear the music.
I make a face.
"Ew. Why are they playing THIS?" I asked, referring to the crappy rap music blasting over the speakers.
I Normally love rap but this is just... Ew.
Patrick shrugs and we look around, noticing no ones dancing.
I roll my eyes and walk up to the supposed DJ.
He's just a kid in my music theory day class.
"Move along." I say and push him aside, plugging in my phone.
Everyone just looks at me when they hear the opening beat to Bang Bang Sexy by Short Stack but soon enough they actually begin to dance.
Well, it's hard not to dance to fucking Short Stack.
I set a playlist, containing everything from Short Stack to Bliss N Eso to All Time Low.
I don't dance, like at all, so I stay up with , my phone just so i can watch everything.
It's pretty cool actually, watching all the people get drunk and start making out with each other, other to be pulled apart so they can make out with a new person or fall over.
I haven't drank all that much, just a beer and that's it but a lot of the guys (and Sage) got totally wasted.
It's a little while before I hear a voice beside me.
"Hey, I'm gonna take these two back to their cabins and I don't think I'll come back." I hear someone say over the loud music.
I turn and see Patrick, holding up a completely smashed Pete and Joe with Andy helping.
I chuckle and walk over, pecking his lips.
"I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay?" I say and he nods.
"Okay. Bye Missy." He says and leaves, carefully getting the two boys down the ladder.
I smile a bit and hop down from the raised podium, walking over to Sammi who's also completely wasted.
Well, what else are you supposed to do on your sixteenth birthday party besides steal some booze and get totally drunk.
That's what I did anyway.
"YO BITCH. WHY AREN'T YOU WITH THAT FINE ASS BOY MOIKAY AT THIS MOMENT?!" She yells in my ear and I laugh, trying to hide a blush under the coloured lights.
"Never mind here he comes." She says and stumbles off to talk to Sage, resulting in them falling on their asses, howling with laughter.
"Hey Miss. How about You, me, against that wall. Like, right now." I hear a familiar voice whisper in my ear and I can't help but smirk.
It's Mikey and, oh dear lord, he's so wasted.
Without a second thought, I just nod and he pulls me away, pushing me against the wall and pressing his lips on mine.
I can't taste a faint trace of beer on his lips, but I'll be honest, it's kinda hot.
I kiss back with no hesitation and he smirks, tangling his hand in my curled hair.
I know this is wrong.
I mean, I'm with Patrick I guess.
I think I am anyway.
Anyway, this is wrong to Patrick.
But...
I can't stop.
This is way too right.
It just doesn't feel wrong at all.
This is where im supposed to be.
Am I?
I push my hand through his hair and nips my bottom lip lightly, making me moan softly, before he runs his tongue along it.
Without any hesitation at all, I part my lips and let him explore my mouth.
I kinda wonder what the others are seeing right now.
I mean, half of them want me to be with Mikey and not Patrick.
They're always telling me that I need to get with Mikey, not just for me but for him.
Apparently, he's too shy to talk to any girls he really really likes.
Yet he's got a "girlfriend" like Taylor.
He starts getting more aggressive with me, pressing me harder against the wall and kissing me a lot more roughly, and I just let him.
I shouldn't be enjoying this as much as I am.
This is wrong.
I should stop...
Or maybe I shouldn't.
I begin to return his roughness and he just smirks.
"Hey, I know you two are having fun but I need Missy Moo so BAD LUCK MOIKAY." Sammi yells in our ears and yanks me away.
Our lips are suddenly ripped from each others and, to be honest, it actually makes me a bit sad.
Oh god.
I'm a terrible person.
"What do ya need me for?" I ask and she looks at me seriously.
"I wasn't being serious. Don't go dicking Patrick around like that." She warns and I nod, sighing.
"It's harrrrrd." I whine and she nods.
"Come on. I'm done here. I think I might be drunk so, I'm gonna call it a night." She says and I look at the clock.
It's well past midnight so, probably a good idea.
"Come on. You can stay with me tonight. It might be a better idea then staying with a drunk and horny Mikey tonight." She says like she's completely sober and I nod.
She has a point.
If Mikey started anything tonight, my brain would try and stop him but my heart would override EVERYTHING and let him.
She takes my hand and leads me around to say goodbye, making sure we avoid Mikey (who's kinda just siting on the couch, looking confused like he doesn't know what just happened) before we head out the door of the treehouse and back to camp.

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