I'm Not Okay (I Promise) • Geetrick

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---Patrick---

Night is over when Brendon's voice rings through the house.

"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" He calls, "It's Christmas! It's Christmas!"

Gerard hugs me tighter, groaning into my neck, "It's too early."

I only have a smile on my face as I turn and kiss him eagerly, grasping his face and pulling him close in an attempt to wake him up, "It's Christmas, though!"

He throws his pillow at me, his eyebrows in a deep frown, "Go the fuck back to sleep..."

I only huff, a glare on my own face in frustration. When he doesn't attempt to get up, I straddle him, pinning his hands above his head and watching his eyes open immediately, his pupils beginning to blow at the position.

"Patrick?" He whispers, blushing slightly. I only give him a devious smirk, gather up some saliva, and attempt to spit in his mouth.

He gives me a look of pure horror and struggles against my hands, yelling at me to stop, and please have mercy. But I don't. I only watch as the ball of spit lands on his cheek and quickly take the opportunity to roll off of the bed and sprint to the door.

"Come downstairs for Christmas, and you might be able to pay me back for that," I smirk. He only glares at me and rolls out of bed himself, rubbing off the saliva on his cheek with the bedsheets. I wink deviously, then make my way downstairs before he can get me and pay me back early.

I can hear someone screaming, "IT'S CHRISTMAS! IT'S CHRISTMAS!" At the top of their lungs. Gerard is barely trailing behind me as he follows me downstairs to the tree but he tolerates it, eager to get it over with. Brendon, Ryan, and Frank are already at the tree, Joe and Andy coming upstairs and Mikey and Pete, Mikey leaning sleepily into Pete's shoulder, following soon after.

Call me childish, but I've always loved Christmas it's my favorite holiday besides the Fourth of July and Halloween and September 23rd and my birthday and Thanksgiving and...

I like all the holidays.

Gerard is laughing slightly as I look through the giant pile of gifts, half of them labeled, 'From Santa' but I know it's Brendon because it's his handwriting and he always overdoes Christmas.

I fucking love it.

Brendon throws me a present wrapped in black and white with a gold ribbon on top, "Open up. There are plenty."

Before I know it, the room is a mess of scrapped gold and black and blue and white and mega gay wrapping paper and cheesy nametags and gifts. Some of the biggest presents included but were not limited to: a new bass for Mikey and Pete to share (It was adorable because it had an M + P on the front. Brendon secretly told me he could easily get a refund for it and I laughed even though it was a horrible joke), a bottle of hairspray for Joe, a pair of drumsticks (I found out Andy plays drums, and we immediately started talking more) for Andy, a pair of fingerless gloves with a bone design on the back for Frank who sat shyly in the corner, a new sketchpad for Gerard, a pink boa for Gerard, a new pair of earbuds for Dallon, another bottle of hairspray for Ray, a vibrator, a dildo, a pair of handcuffs, a blindfold, and a bottle of milk (Ryan was extremely embarrassed all through Christmas).

Of course, that was all from Brendon.

Gerard got me a few things which I loved, and I told him I might let him do more than just spit on my face later. They included: The 21st Century Breakdown CD by Green Day (I nearly cried), a fuckton of fedoras, a notebook, and a couple of Green Day jackets. I love him, dammit.

Pete got me a notebook with the words, "I had Mikey pick it up at last minute. It's for your lyrics."

I got a few things from money Donna had given me before she'd left. I bought Gerard a beanie (it was gray, and he looks adorable in it) and a pair of gloves because I noticed he didn't have any, and I got Pete a Metallica CD, he nearly choked me with how much he was squeezing in the hug that followed. It was a small few gifts since I didn't have that much but they said it was alright, they loved them and then Gerard even pulled me onto his lap and held me against him despite the chorus of "aww's" that came from everyone else.