Eet. ♡

thirty two

🎀🎐🎀

january 8th, 2017

it was about 5:45 in the morning when mikey way had woken up. pete was asleep next to him, his cheek was resting on mikey's side. mikey could feel the petes stubble poking at him. it didn't even hit mikey he had slept for thirteen hours.

mikey felt too dead to even think about anything important. he just focused on the sleeping boy next to him.

mikey rubbed his eyes and slowly got up, trying not to wake up pete. he looked over at pete's clock, to notice that he had been asleep since yesterday afternoon. "shit shit shit!" he whispered, starting to panic as he walked around pete's room, looking for his phone. mikey turned on the light, and finally spotted his phone and glasses both by the computer stand.

mikey frantically looked through his notifications, and saw nothing from either gerard or his mother. mikey looked through his texts just to be sure, and she did in fact text mikey at about eighty forty five that night.

mom ❤️: mikey?? is everything going okay?? keep me updated. everything's good, don't worry. have fun with ur little friend 😃😃

mikey: it's pete right now. mikey fell asleep at my house i can wake him up now if you want him home or what not but if he sleeps over is that okay?? he's knocked out he probably won't be awake soon

mom ❤️: yes, of course it's fine!

mikey: okay. if something happens concerning his grandmother call and i'll know to wake him up

mom ❤️: ok, i'll be sure to check in if he's needed. thank you for being such a good pal!

mikey sighed in relief. at least his mom knew where he was.

mikey looked over at the clock to see it was 5:50. "jesus christ. i'm a mess."

"no you're not."

petes voice definitely made him jump. he thought pete was still asleep. maybe the lights being turned on woke him up.

"pete, im sorry i was here so long. i didn't-"

"it's fine.." he mumbled, sitting up. "it was like a sleepover. except we were sleeping and not up late talking.. like an extended nap date maybe?"

mikey let out a small laugh. "yeah. extended nap date."

mikey put on his glasses and got his phone. he sat back down on petes bed.

"i wonder what i missed in the groupchat." mikey said to himself, pulling up the messages from the groupchat.

"oh, you're not gonna be prepared. it was a total shit show." pete yawned.

mikey didn't respond. he was too busy reading through the texts to notice pete had said anything.

"holy shit!"

"yeah, holy shit." pete groaned. "i gotta talk to brendon so he gets his shit together."

mikey sighed. "poor ryan."