The Light Behind Your Eyes (MCR Fan Fic)

Chapter 2

recap:

"Are you okay? You look like you-"

"You're Gerard Way!" I cut him off. Gerard Way, the lead singer of My Chemical Romance, a band that has saved my life more times than I can count, was literally standing less then five feet away from me. And I was completely speechless...

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I quickly got over it though, remembering how the band doesn't like to have people go all fan crazed and jump all over them.  I stood up and ran over to my bass which was somewhere about 11 feet away from me in the street. At least my bass is still in one piece...  I thought angrily to myself. 

"Um, I'm really sorry, At least let me walk u home." Gerard said.  He did look really guilty, plus he was Gerard Freakin' Way for crying out loud.

"Ah, yeah, sure. I mean u did break my only means of transportation." I said with a smirk. 

As we started to walk back to my house, I realized how cold it actually was.  I zipped up my Green Day hoddie up as far as it would go and shoved my hands into the pockets.  Against my will, I shivered.  Gerard looked at me with a look of sympathy saying that he had on a scarf, boots, a puffy jacket and I had only my beat up converse and a hoddie on. then he shrugged off his coat and put it on my shoulders.

I had to admit, it was a really warm jacket. 

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The rest of the walk was pretty quiet, mostly because both of us were really cold and weren't in a talking mood. 

"Uh, thanks, I guess, for walking me home and all. You really didn't have to-" I started, but Gerard cut in.

"Yes I did. I wasn't about to let u walk home alone in the dark, plus, this is New Jersey, you can't go anywhere alone." I picked up my bass and what was left of my skateboard, and started walking up the front steps of my house.

"Wait, uh-"

"Faye." I answered, realizing I hadn't told him my name.

"Faye, I really am sorry about breaking your skateboard, I wasn't looking where I was walking and-"

"It's fine, really Gerard, I don't care" I said. In reality, it wasn't fine, one of the only things in my life that was really mine, was broken...

I shivered, noticing how long we had been standing there, and I turned to my house.

"When will I see you again," I heard his voice behind me.

"I don't know, whenever"

"How about Saturday? Meet me at the park at 7." Gerard said to me. I weighed the options in my head, go out with the singer of MCR, the best band ever, or stay at home.

"7 it is." I said nodding my head and fumbling with my key trying to get into the lock holding my bass and skateboard. I finally got it in, Gerard giggling behind me at my amazing unlocking skills, and I slammed the door shut.

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