Gerard pov.





"How was last night?" Syn asks, his face full of food and his mouth open and loudly chewing. I can see all of the slightly chewed food sitting in his mouth and I shake it off, focusing on his eyes rather than his mouth. I laugh at his slightly childish appearance, but I mean thats Syn for you. My slight smile quickly disappears when I remember the events of last night.

"You didn't text us, so we thought either something really bad happened or nothing at all." Zacky chimes in, holding his turkey sandwich and taking a bite.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine." I say, nervously rubbing my neck. He nods and takes another bite of his sandwich.
"There's a party tonight." Syn exclaims after a few moments of non awkward silence. He looks at both of us excitedly, but neither of us seem to carry the ecstatic look Syn has. I don't like parties.
"You want to come?" He asks, trying to get an answer out of either of us. Me and Zacky glance at each other, non amused looks on our faces. I know he doesn't want to go, and I don't either. We've never been to a real party though, other than some kid birthdays in the past. Maybe we should try one?

"Come on, it'll be fun guys. Your first party." He urges, his spiky hair sticking out in all directions from underneath his black skull snapback.
"Fine." I breathe out, half giving in, and half already knowing that in the back of my mind, I made the decision to go to the party myself, without the "peer pressure".

This isn't exactly how I wanted to spend my Friday night, and I know it's not how Zacky wanted to spend his either. He shoots me a dirty look after I answer Syn. He could choose not to go, but I know he's just going because I am, we're almost like a package deal.

"What about you, Zack?" Syn asks, looking at me as he asks the question.
"I guess I'll go too." He huffs.
"Great! I'll pick you guys up both at Gerard's house at six." The bell rings, and Syn grabs his backpack, leaving the table with a big smile on his face. I look over at Zacky and he's nervously tugging on one of his snake bites.

"I guess we're going to a party." He says, staring off into space.
"Yep. I guess we are. Come to my house at five thirty so we can...y'know prepare for this horror." I smirk, and he smiles at me, looking a bit more reassured.

I grab my backpack and start to leave the table.
"See you at five thirty Zacky." I say, waving and he waves back."
"See you."



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I anxiously look up at the clock. 5:29. Where is he? He's supposed to be here in a minute. Where could he be?

Damn my anxiety. It makes me nervous about literally anything.

Finally, after what seems like forever, the doorbell rings and relief rushes through my body. Finally, at least I know he didn't ditch me.

I open the door and see a nervous Zacky standing out there. He has a snapback on and all of his piercings are in and he wears a loose tank top.
"Hey, you look a little...nervous." I notice, and he looks down at his hands and walks in.
"i'm honestly beyond nervous. I feel like I'm going to pass out."
"Me too. Don't worry, we're doing this together, we can leave as early as you want." I tell him.

"How about as soon as we get there?" I laugh a little, shaking my head.

"Come on Zack, you never know you may end up liking it." He gives me a look.

"Do you really think I'm going to like this?" He asks, chuckling.

"Yeah, you're right."

"We'll make it through, dude. I got you." I joke.

"Gerard." He starts. "Do not ever call me dude again."
A few secondswe burst into laughter.

"I don't plan on it." I wink.

Just as I'm about to say something else to Zacky, the doorbell rings.
"One sec, it's probably Syn." I say, holding up a finger and leaving the kitchen.

When I get to the door, I quickly open it expecting to see Syn and his spiky hair and standing in the door. Once I open the door, i see no one.

"Syn? Is this some kind of joke?" I yell, looking all around the door to see if he's hiding. I walk onto my front lawn and look behind the walls of my house for anywhere he could be hiding.

He's no where to be found.

"Hm." I say to myself, completely confused and mildly frightened as to whats going on. Just as I'm about to walk back into the house I hear a car honk behind me. I turn around and see Syn. What the...?

How is he...?" I decide to let it go, and run back inside to go get Zacky.
"Zacky?" I yell when I get in the house and he runs to the front door.
"Syn here?"
"Yep."
He grabs his phone and comes out of the door and hops into the car with me and Syn as we drive off to me and Zack's first party .



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We pull up to what looks like a very expensive two story house. It has cups and bottles lying on the front yard. I can see moving bodies, jerking around harshly through the window. I assume they're dancing.

Zacky gives me a nervous look and we all step out of the car. I feel like I'm going to throw up and Zacky looks like he is too.
"You ok Zack?" I whisper. He nods yes furiously and gulps. I take a step out and walk into the trashy house.

The house is huge on the inside, a grand staircase the first thing you see when you enter. All of the amazing feature of the house however, are blocked by the many already drunk and dancing kids filling the room.

Alcohol.

Thats one thing I'll definitely be trying tonight at my first party. It's probably one of my only chances to every get a chance at it before I'm twenty one. Syn goes off to meet some of his friends. I don't even know if you can call them that, they're more like drinking buddies, or people he parties with, not real friends. I nod when he leaves and Zacky clings to me like a lost puppy. I'm sort of glad he's doing this because I don't know what I'd do if he didn't cling to me, I'd probably be clinging to him instead to be honest.

I walk around to the kitchen with Zacky closely trailing behind and look for bottles of whatever alcohol they have.
"Looking for something?" I blond in a crop top and shorts whispers in my ear, licking her lips. I freeze in my tracks. I did not come here to have a one night stand and that is not my goal of the night. I must be the only guy with that goal.
"Um, yea actually." I tell her and slightly push her off of me. "Where's the alcohol?" I can see Zacky give me a stern look behind me, but I ignore him.
"That way." She points towards the other side of the kitchen, a slightly pissed off look on her face when she sees I'm not interested. I nod and thank her and head to the other side of the kitchen.

"What are you doing?" Zacky says worriedly as I pour myself a glass of the illegal liquid.
"Getting some vodka." I state the obvious.
"Well yeah, but why? You're underage and you know if your parents catch you doing this..." I cut him off.
"Zacky, everyone at this party is drinking so the won't just get me. Also, this is the only time i'm planning on doing it until I'm twenty one. Come on, its our first and only party, our only chance to do this."
"Fine." He breathes out and takes my cup from me, taking a large swig from it. His eyes open wide and he smiles, but slightly winces.
"It burns a little." He admits, rubbing his throat. I take a swig after him and can feel the liquid go down my throat, leaving a burning trail behind it. It burns but..I kind of like it.
"My goal tonight is to get drunk. This'll be the only time though." I say and Zacky smiles.
"Sounds like a plan." We both grab cups and fill it to the top with the acidic liquid, taking long swigs each time our lips touch the cup.



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"This is fun." Zacky slurs, stumbling over each step.
"Yeah, who knew drinking could be so f-fun." I slur back.
"Zacky, Gerard!." I voice from behind me shouts and I slowly turn around. A clouded figure stands before me, saying back and forth.
"Are you guys drunk?" The voice says. Its Syn. Shit.
"No, we're not drunk." I protest. "Do I look drunk to you?"
"Yes, you're completely wasted." He sighs. "I should get you guys home you don't need to be any more drunk than you already are."
He grabs both of our arms, lifting us up and we both stumble, trying to gain our balance.
"You guys ready to go?" Syn asks, a stern look on his face. When we don't answer he takes our arms anyway, dragging us out to the car.

I don't think I want to get drunk again.

Notes

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