The amount of pills I'm taking, counteracts the booze I'm drinking

Gerard-
Tuesday, that means it's Mikey's first appointment with his psychiatrist, better wake him up. "hey, mikey" i say sitting on the edge of his bed and gently shaking him to wake him. he doesn't respond "mikey" i say louder shaking him harder this time, he turns to face me with his eyes squinted. oh good i started panicking then. "you have to get up" i inform him "you have your first psychiatrist appointment" he turns back around ignoring me "mikey" i say again knowing he can still hear me "don't make me bring cold water in here" i say with a slight giggle as i walk out of the room.
I make my way to the kitchen the memory of frank still fresh in my head from a few days ago. i giggle to myself a little but continue to start to making pancakes for mikeys breakfast as i hear him stumble out of his bed.
While he is eating his breakfast i walk into the bathroom taking a glance in the mirror and grabbing my comb and walking into the hallway whilst bush through my dark hair "come on mikey, we're going to be late" i shout down the hall way. he walks towards me still half asleep with his hair all over the place, "here" i say passing him the comb so he can sort his bed head out. i pick up my keys open the front door and head out to the car whilst mikey follows.
In the car there seems to be a lack of conversation so i guess mikey is still tired because he never normally is quiet around me, however he does interrupt my train of through by whispering "Gerard i don't want to go" i look over at him for a second "you have to" i tell him feeling slightly sorry for him, "but why?" he asks "i'm not crazy" he say a more sharp tone in his voice now. "no one said you were mikey" i reply softly.
The silence creeps up on us again as mikey pulls his phone out of his pocket and starts texting until he mumbles "at least frank will be there" i look over at him suddenly as i only just caught his words. i haven't seen Frankie since the kitchen incident.

Frank's POV-
Today's my psychiatrist appointment, i got here way too early but i forgot what time my appoint was so better early then late. i walk in and realise i had forgotten how bad this place smells plus its really boring. I'm not use to these new appointment times, why did they have to change my appointment from Mondays to Tuesday, i liked coming on a Monday because it passed the time quite quickly. oh shit. i just realised how pissed Ed (my psychiatrist) is going to be about the whole attempt suicide thing, he has been trying to help me for so long, when will he realise no one can help me.
i walk over to the time table outside Ed's office:
*Mikey Way- 11:00am*
* Frank Iero- 11:30am*
Oh i didn't even know Mikey's appointment was today he never said, oh well ill text him, see here he is he should probably hurry up Ed gets pissed when you turn up late.
About ten minutes after i text mikey he walked though the big entrance doors looking unusually unhappy. well we were in this shit hole of a place but still he looked so miserable. i smiled over to him genuinely happy to see him until i saw the tall handsome figure following him through the doors. fuck. why did Gerard have to come.
Mikey walked over to me and sat on the chair next to mine and Gerard sat on the one next to him, i looked over to my left and smiled a mikey i looked over at Gerard but he ignored my smiling face and continued to look straight forward. I know i was worried about seeing him because of the whole kitchen incident thing but i was also slightly disappointed that he didn't look back at me. Since i'm thinking about it what even was that whole kitchen incident, i mean apart from embarrassing, was he hinting something or? but my thoughts are disturbed by ed's voice "mikey please" shit. now i'm going to be alone with Gerard.
Mikey smiles at me as he walks off to the office i smile back at him reassuring him that he will be fine but once he's gone the awkwardness sets in.
I look over a Gerard but he doesn't even glance back just continues to ignore me. rude. my eyes slowly move downwards onto my lap where my hands are sitting, their slightly sweaty. am i nervous? fuck sake Frankie its only Gerard. as my eyes are concentrating on my palm i suddenly feel a glare focused on me, its Gerard eyes staring at me, i look up but he quickly looks away.
This is just too awkward i need to say something, i gulp which is so loud Gerard probably heard it i take a chance and whisper "hey Gerard." thank god he looked back at me and didn't ignore me "hey Frankie" he say back a little louder then my voice.
he we go with the Frankie thing again.
The silence seem to creep back up on us and Gerard's eyes look forward again, he look nice today a good choice of outfit, my eyes roll over his red shirt which is being covered by a black leather jacket, lower, he's wearing black skinny jeans with ripped knee caps and grey converse.
"You need to stop doing that frankie" i hear his voice.
i look back up towards his face and his eyes are piecing me with a glare his head is tilted the slightest bit , "doing what?" i ask honestly confused
"checking me out" he reply's, my eyes instantly widen and my mouth almost drops from shock.
" i wasn't" i lie
"it's ok" he whispers looking away down the hallway in front of us "just don't be surprised when i do it back" he says still looking away, i turn my head back towards him and i notice a smirk curling his lip up at the edges

Notes

what will happen in the next chapter?
i will try and get the next one up tonight seeing as im not doing anything.
sorry about spelling mistakes as always
rate this so far pleasseee