Whiskey Seems To Be My Holy Water (Frerard)

After picking up the broken pieces of the lamp, we sat around in his room talking.
"Hey Frank?" He asked. "What?" I said. "I need to tell you something." He said. Slightly scaring me.
"What is it?" I asked. "Never mind." He said shaking his head.
"No. Tell me." I said, finally taking a look at him. "No." He simply said. Well okay then, I thought to myself. I wandered in his room finally finding what I wanted; Alternative Press.

This months cover was Sleeping With Sirens. I looked over at Oliver. He was on his phone. "Who you talkin' to?" I asked him in a country voice. He quickly shut off his phone. "No one." He said as casual as he could.

I continued to read AP. But I was faking it. I had made a plan after the Oliver incident to grab his phone.

Three....two...one!
I jumped up so quick. And I ran to the bed in 3 steps, and I grabbed his phone.

"Frank?! WHAT THE FUCK?" He shouted. I ran to the bathroom as fast I could. I tripped on the rug in the hall after leaving his room. But I was still ahead of him.

"Come back here you freaking fuck!" He shouted.

"VICTORY!" I shouted as I ran into the bathroom.
I slide to unlock his phone. "GODDAMNIT!" I shout. He has a passcode on his phone.

"Thats right FRANKIE! Now get out of there." He says.

"I think I know the passcode." I tell him. I'm lying I'm waiting for him to crack.
"Yup." I say faking it again.

I heard him yelp loudly.
"How'd you figure it out?" He said.

Fuck, I thought.

I got got up form where I was sitting in the bathroom and unlocked the door.

"I don't know the passcode. And I didn't get in. I swear" I tell him with all honesty.

He nods his head. "We've got 45 minutes. What do you wanna do?" He asks.
"I dont know." I tell him.
"Food and Netflix?" He asks.
"Chocolate Cake and Netflix?" I ask.
"I'll go get some." He says. We go back to his room and he turns on his X-Box so I can pick something. He throws his phone down and leaves.

About a second later, he gets a text.
I look at who it's from. "Billie Joe". I think I've heard of him before. He went to school with me last year. He had flunked 3 grades!
i read the text.
billie joe: it's all set for tonight.

I read it over and over again trying to annotate what it means. And I get nothing.
I put down the phone, wanting to desperately read the other texts. If only I knew the passcode.

I pick up the X-Box controller and start searching Netflix. I settle for Paranormal Activity.

Oliver comes into the room holding a slice of chocolate cake and some popcorn and chips. And pizza rolls. I laugh and get up to help him.
"So, what are we watching Frankie?" He asks me while plopping down on his bed.
"Paranormal Acrivity 3." I say.
"Awesome. We've got 30 minutes to watch it though." He says.
"what? Why can't the party wait? We're not kids anymore. The party doesn't just start and end at certain times." I say.
"No. We have to get there on time." He says firmly.
"But WHY?" I whine.
"Frank." He says staring at me so seriously it's scary.
I put up my hands like I'm surrendering.
"Okay. Okay." I say.

He picks up a pizza roll and nibbles on it.

For the rest of the time it's silence between us. And it's scaring me so much.
He shuts off the TV all of a sudden.
"c'mon were leaving" he says to me.

"Im actually not feeling like a party person anymore." I tell him.
"No!" He says. "You are going."

"Okay. Fine!" I say to him. and we walk out of his house.

Notes

Woah. Okay that forreals took me an hour to write.
i hope you liked it. Next chapter will be told from Gees POV.

Okay well thanks for reading :)
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