Mikey's P.O.V
I've been growing sick of Frank lately, he's my friend, but the way he's been acting lately is absolutely disgusting. Why it took me this goddamn long to say it to his face, I don't know. He's been on this steady decline ever since he started dating Alex.
Let me summarize him, pre-Alex: all about friends, crazy fun, with a real fuck it attitude. Now let me describe him post Alex: constantly ditching us for parties that his girlfriend's friends throw, all about his girlfriend, all about whining about his girlfriend dumping him, all about figuring out ways to get her back, and now Gerard is freaking lost because Frank just had to talk to Alex. Lucky for me, I'm not his best friend, I feel sorry for Bob who constantly has to put up with his shit.
"Gerard!" great now everyone within a 30 foot radius is looking at me "Gerard!"
Call me immature or petty, but I'm constantly around him. Don't tell me you've never had a friend who you wanted to have chill the fuck out, or at least just shut up once in a while.
"Gerard!"
"Mikey?" I heard Gerard shout confused.
"Gerard?" I called out once more just to figure out which direction he was in.
"What?" it was coming from the right. I walked over and found him in the…children's area…playing with the other children. I let out a sigh of both relief and slight disappointment at what a child he actually is. "Mikey!" he ran over to me, stepping over the three foot wall.
"Gerard sto-!" I said, seeing him about to jump into my arms. He clung to me as we fell to the floor, and I just laid there, letting the pain and embarrassment set in. all the mothers were looking at us.
"Oh Mikey, I was so worried I thought you guys wouldn't find me and would leave me here all alone!" he cried and I mean literally, he was crying. He sat up so he was just sitting on my stomach, and I took this chance to shove him off of me. "Oww! Why would you do that, Mikey?" he was sobbing now.
I crossed my arms, "Gerard! Stop it." I said sternly. "You are not a baby anymore, and I don't feel bad about your crying." I feel like I sound like a dad. He stood up, but continued to cry silently.
"Are you mad Mikey?" he whimpered.
"No." he continued to cry, I sighed once more, uncrossed my arms, rolled my eyes, and gave him a hug. Okay, yes, I have feelings. I feel bad for making him cry. I let go after three seconds, yes I counted, "Listen Gerard, you're going to have to start doing a lot of…more, grown up things, and you will have to deal with that in a mature manner."
"Does mature mean grown up?" he asked.
"Yeah."
"What does manner mean? Is it like table manners?" he asked again.
"No. It's spelled the same way, but the way I used it, manner means…the way something is done. You must learn to deal with things in a mature manner."
"In a grown up way…right?"
"Right." I nodded, I looked around us, to see all the mothers looking at us. Some were giggling, because they thought it was cute or something like that, some with pity because Gerard is obviously mentally retarded, and the rest judgmentally because we're either a really weird gay couple, or Gerard is just really spoiled. God I hate people.
"Let's go back, I'll buy you the frozen yogurt." I grabbed Gerard's wrist and we walked back like that, even after some kid from my school shouted 'fags' and Gerard asked me what that meant and I didn't have the heart to tell him that it's what a lot of kids will call him in nine months when he starts attending high school.

Notes

Alright this chapter has been a long time coming. I meant to post last week, but I got lazy and didn't do it. So I gave some more info about Mikey and Frank, speaking of Frank what was he doing at this time? Gosh Frank, show your face!
Anyways, let me know what you thought, constructive criticism is always welcome because I do want to get better. So, I hope you guys enjoyed this and...no. That's it guys, till next time my lovelies.