Emo Band Imagines

I Don't Love You (Gerard Way x Reader)

Requested by: @Rogerandbrianmaylor

Oh my goodness, I feel so bad that I haven't been online! I've taken forever to write this! I am so so so so so sorry!!!

I hope it's okay! I really loved this request!

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"He doesn't like me??"

Frank twisted his cigarette around in his fingers, shrugging. "That's what he said."

You sat down on the couch, biting your lip.

"Why doesn't he like me?"

"I dunno."

"I mean, I like him. Why wouldn't he like me?"

"Don't let this eat you up, Y/N." Ray Said. "There's plenty of other fish in the.."

"Not like Gerard!" You interrupted. "But he doesn't like me?"

"Maybe you scare him?" Frank asked.

You jerked your head towards him. "What?"

"I mean, you're punk...and a little intimidating.."

You continued giving him a death glare.

"Especially right now.." he said uncomfortably. "You know what? I'm gonna go.."

You stood up and started walking away, and you lifted yourself off of the couch, grabbing him by the ear.

"Ow..ow." He said.

"You're not going anywhere, Frankie." You Said. "I need you to do something for me."

He gulped. "And What might that be?"

You pulled him closer, still holding him by his ear. "Date me."

"W-What?" He asked, blushing.

"Fake date me."

"Why?"

"So Gerard will be jealous, duh." You Said. "After he says something, you're off the hook."

"Then you owe me." He mumbled.

"How much?" You Asked, willing to do literally anything in the world to make this happen.

"You have to give me that cinnamon roll that's in the fridge." He said. "Oh, and that awesome Smashing Pumpkins shirt."

You nodded. "You've got a deal."

You let go of his ear and held out your hand, which he put his hand in, and you both shook.

"Guys, I'm back." You heard from the other room.

You felt your heart flutter. "Gerard." You Said.

Frank swallowed, then held your hand hesitantly.

Gerard came in the room. "I got milk so you guys can have cereal now." He Said, holding up a grocery bag.

Both you and Frank sat down on the couch, Frank's fingers still intertwined with yours.

"That's good.." Frank said uncomfortably. "Gotta have milk.."

You snuggled Into Frank, and Gerard looked at you questioningly.

"What?" You asked.

"Nothing...Nothing.." Gerard mumbled.

He went into the other room to put away the milk, and you looked at Frank.