Boys in The Band

**Mikey's POV***
It had been three hours. Bob must be at work by now. Hopefully she got home on time and Bob didn't catch her. I felt horrible about last night, why the fuck did I do that!? I knew she was with Bob, I knew I was drunk, but I just couldn't keep it in my pants. Yet, I felt so blessed to have shared something like that with her. She was so beautiful and easy to talk to. I have never had met a woman quite like her.

There was a knock at the door. Gerard looked at me with pleading eyes. Little shit. I lumbered over to the door and opened it up. Two arms outstretched and wrapped their arms around my neck with a high pitched squealing. Everyone int he house covered their ears or made a face.
"Mikey!" the voice squealed.
I never got a glance at the face that had burst through the door, but I could tell who it was by the smell of her perfume.
This, was Alice. This chick who was obsessed with me, but we never dated.... EVER. Though she denies it, there is no relationship. It's just her being way too clingy and nosy, and me trying not to be a dick about it.
"Surprise! I'm back from New York!" She giggled and let go of me, smiling with her overly whitened teeth and bright pink lips.
I weakly smiled, "Oh yeah, welcome back." She was in New York?
"I texted you, like, eighty times! Why weren't you replying?" She crossed her arms, suddenly very stern.
"Couldn't find my charger." I lied.
She rolled her eyes and pushed past me. Wait, get the fuck out of my house, nobody asked you to walk in here, get the fuck out! I followed her into the kitchen where she sat down at the table and made a face at Ray who had fallen asleep. The whole room had a dense fog of awkward silence. All I could hear was Ray's faint snoring and the ticking of the old clock hanging on the wall.
I shook my head, "I'll be back in a half hour." Without another word, I made my way to the door, hearing Alice calling after me.
***
I made my way down the road to Chase's place. I knocked on the door, "Chase?" No answer. I knocked again and peered through the window. The TV was on, but she wasn't sitting on the couch. I knocked again, more frantic, "Chase!?. I waited 5 minutes. Pacing back and forth on the narrow concrete steps. I knocked again, "Chase!!?"
What the fuck is going on?!

Notes

Unromantic boyfriend = shitty chapter.