Well I hope that you do the same, aww sugar...

*Gerard's POV*

They had been sitting there for an hour at least... The other ones were still playing bottle, after Alice's kiss he had said that he just wanted to watch and take a drink to wash out the bad taste.

He tried to laugh and enjoy the game, by making fun of the unlucky ones, but he couldn't concentrate, his eyes kept wandering to the corner of the terrace, near the bushes.

Alice hadn't turn to see him, not even once, he expected that she would dedicate him one of those hateful looks, but nothing happened. She just kept looking at Dylan, she always talked with him... he had seen him numerous times chatting in the academy. They usually teamed up in classes.

But today he was touching her a lot, he felt a knot in the stomach and a strange anxiety, he wasn't able to stay in place. Everything started to bother him, the lights, the loud music, Maddy stick to his arm.

Then Alice stand up, and placed a hand on the guy's shoulder when all her body staggered.
They started walking and Alice had a big grin on her face, she didn't even care to look at him hatefully when they passed beside him. Her cheeks were slightly pink... she was drunk!
She was also drunk with Frankenstein the other day... after years of knowing her those had been the only times Gerard had seen Alice drunk.

He turned to look for Linda, after all she was her friend, maybe she could save her from that bastard. Then he saw it, Dylan was checking his wallet and when he found the little plastic package he smiled. OH NO, he was not going to allow it... not drunk!

He got up and started looking for Linda, but the brunette wouldn't appear... Damn he had to do something, if only he could look for Dylan's ex or something... now Alice had been trapped by Dylan in a wall. Although she was saying no with her head, she had a smile which could encourage Dylan to keep going...

-Gee, come let's go to a quieter place.

-No, not now, Maddy.

Come on, Gerard. think something! this has to work...

-Hey Dylan!- said Gerard approaching them

-Yeah?... - he said turning around annoyed.

-There's a guy in a truck outside looking for you, I think it is your dad, he looked pretty pissed off, you should go and see what he wants.

-Are you sure? What in the hell is my dad doing here?

- I'm just the messenger. And I'm not sure but I think he was shouting something about you're education payment and stuff...

It was a popular gossip that all knew about. Dylan's father threated him with closing all his bank accounts if we didn't stop partying to concentrate more in his studies. It was a blow below the belt, but in war and l... He was just trying to do the good deed of the day.

He saw Dylan turn pale, then running down the stairs as if he was possessed, but then he turned around and Alice had a raised eyebrow and a look of mischief.

-Your good deed of the day?.- she said

Oh my god, had he said that out loud? he wasn't that drunk... or was he? He felt his lips go cold and started to sweat cold. His heart was going to explode and Alice kept looking at him with that expression.

- Gerard? So was it your good deed of the day or you just like to carry bad news.

- Agg I don't like how you think so wrong about myself.

Why was he feeling so angry? He wanted to make her pay for that somehow, to take her somewhere far away and punish her... he felt a pain in his chest and his eyes were burning, he felt powerless and strange as if something inside him was empty... or missing.

-I... well... I'm sorry, you're not an asshole... at least not all the time...

And Alice kept looking at him, almost blankly... but he felt that she had been sincere and he had an strange feeling as if she had taken his soul out and was examining it.

-An asshole?

-yeah, sometimes...

Alice took a step but she staggered again, so Gerard had to take her by the arm and help her walk. She just burst into laughing... She'd had aways laugh like that, since he knew her at least... he liked that laugh it was sincere and natural... not fake like the other girl's.

-Wow, you had too much to drink again

-Yeah, I guess. I just need some space.

He knew there was not a lot of space there, but there was a kind of annexe space on the terrace, a little lower than the terrace itself. It was always dark, it was one of those places he knew because of the girls he took there. He had to took Alice there, because Dylan could be back any moment and he was going to look for her, and him too actually, he was going to be pissed.

Alice stagged again but this time she grabbed his waist and then placed an arm over his shoulder until she could stand up straighter. It had been a LONG time since he had have Alice so close to him, He felt again like something inside him was going to explode.
They arrived and Alice grabbed the railing for support, then she turned to him again.

-Promise me you're never telling this to anyone... I bet I look pathetic.

It was funny she said that, because Gerard himself was feeling more dizzy and pathetic, but maybe it wasn't the beer that made him feel that way.
He leaned on the railing next to her and saw her on the corner of his eye... this might be the only time that they were going to be able to talk like normal people, without insulting each other or staring at each other hatefully.

-Well.. drinking until to the point of not being able to stand up straight is pathetic.

-Yeah, well then you're more pathetic, if we recall the countless times you've been this wasted.

Touché

-I don't argue with that, but you... I mean you came to this party and I see you drunk again... in the same week

-...Gerard, are you going to tell this to anyone?

-Which one? This or the day you got drunk with Frankenstein?

-Frankenstein?

-Yeah, yeah. you're lover, the tattooed guy

-my tattooed what? Oh, Max! You're talking about Max, I'm sure he would love that nickname... Frankenstein... damn I forgot to tell him.

-Max?

So the tattooed one was called Max... How was she able to say his name with so much love? with admiration almost? When the whore had 2 guys...

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