Please Don't Take This Out On Me

"Come on Frankie, you gotta eat something!" I shook my head as Mikey offered me some of his fries for the third time. After what happened last night I didn't want to eat anything. More like I couldn't. Every time I closed my eyes I could see him staring back at me with those hazel eyes I couldn't say no to.
The one time I looked in the mirror this morning I could see I was deathly pale, and started crying until Mikey banged down the bathroom door and made me go back to bed instead of math class. I stayed up shaking and thinking about Gerard.
It didn't help that my head was pounding and everything people said sounded 10 times louder. Even my own thoughts sounded like someone had a megaphone and was screaming into my sensitive ears.
"FRANK!" "Whaaat!" I jolted back to awareness and glared at Mikey. He was staring at something behind me and I froze. Not Gerard, not Gerard, not Gerard!!!
I finally turned around slowly to see Mrs Skybalt staring at me with a raised eyebrow and an even deeper scowl then usual etched into her face. "Why were you not in class this morning?" She asked and I flinched as my head started throbbing.
"I f-felt really s-sick and M-Mikey told m-me to go back to b-bed." "Is this true?" Mrs Skybalt aimed her question at Mikey and I breathed a sigh of relief when he nodded. It was true, I didn't know why I was so nervous.
"Alright then. You may take the rest of the day off. But at 4 o clock when school ends I will send a student to drop off the homework you missed at your room."
"Th-thank you," I said to her and she waved her hand dismissively. "Later, Iero."
I sighed and faceplanted my head into the table. Were hangovers support to hurt this fucking badly?

Notes

Who thinks Gerard's gonna leave Frank alone? Lmao if you do, I'm really sorry. Hope you guys are enjoying so far, and honestly your comments make my day. Honestly.