Hard Love {Gerard Way X Reader}

You've got to be kidding me

⚠️Trigger Warning: Self Harm⚠️

~skip time to the end of class lol~

Y/N POV.

I changed out of my P.E uniform and back to my outfit. As I was headed to art class I felt as if someone was following but I thought nothing of it since I am not the only one going to class right now.

That was until I turned to an empty hallway, I heard a pair of footsteps behind me approaching me quite fast. At this point I was scared to even turn around so I kept my gaze down.

Suddenly I felt someone grab onto my waist, their hands were strangely cold causing me to jump a bit.

"How ya doing sugar?" Someone whispered in my ear. Shit, this is when I realized it was Gerard.

"I see you've been around my friends a lot huh? How come you don't spend time with me?"

"Gerard, please let go of me, I have to go to class" I say.

"Well sugar, you are actually heading the same way where my class is located."

Oh no I hope we aren't in the same class.

"I have art" Gerard said almost as if he was reading my mind or something.

"By the silence you've given me I suppose you have art too, am I right sugar?" He said.

"Well yes I suppose we do have class together, now can you please let me go I'm going to be late." I said

"Well why don't I just walk with you, we have class together after all" he said as he released me.

We got to class and I had to introduce myself once more. I was more nervous this time around since Gerard was in the same class as me. I was told to take a seat, I looked around the classroom and noticed that the ONLY open seat was ofcourse, next to Gerard.

He noticed me realizing that I was being forced to sit next to him. I started to get red. I saw Gerard send a little smirk.

"Looks like you're stuck with me. Don't worry I'm not all that bad sugar." He said as I sat down.

Everyone started to take their sketch books out and started to draw, paint and whatnot. I took out mine and started to doodle, the whole time I felt Gerard's eyes planted on me. I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable so I spoke up

"Why do you keep looking at me?" I said while looking at him straight in the eyes so that he knew that I wasn't playing around.

"Oh no reason in particular, just observing the view" he said looking directly at me with his bright hazel eyes.

I raised my hand to go use the restroom. I couldn't help but cry on my way to the restroom because of how overwhelming today has been for me.(yes you are emotional asf okay)

I rushed to the restroom and locked myself in the last stall. Unfortunately, I had picked up a habit of cutting myself when I lived with my abusive father. No one knew about this. I couldn't help the urge of wanting to hurt myself again so I slowly pulled out the blade from my sweater's pocket and began to make the first cut on my wrist. In between tears I looked down at the crimson color running on my wrist, I made a few more cuts and started to stop myself from crying and began to clean myself up. I grabbed a few paper towels and cleaned up the dark red from my wrists, I got a few big bandages from inside my sweater and placed them over my fresh cuts. I washed my hands and tried catching my breath before heading out and back to class. Once my eyes were less red from crying I stepped out of the restroom bumping into someone.

"Sorry" I said not looking at who was standing there.

"Hey, hey look at me"

I looked up to see Gerard.

"Why are you crying?" He asked with a worried look on his face.

I didn't want to let him know what I had done, instead tears began to run down my cheeks.

He gave me a quick hug before breaking it by saying
"I smell blood, did you cut yourself?"

When I looked at him I could've sworn I saw his eyes change color and he had a more sinister look. Maybe it was the tears in my eyes playing tricks on me.

"Gerard are you okay?" I asked being considered by the look on his face.

"Yeah sorry, umm...you should probably go back to class now." He said looking down at the floor. I went to class but he never showed up.

I was worried about him why didn't he come back to class, what was he doing waiting outside the restroom? How did he know that I had cut myself? What did I see? Was that real? So many question running through my head. The class finally ended.

I got home to my mom not being there, great I wouldn't have to tell her anything about today. She left a note on the counter saying she found a job at an office and started working right away and that she wouldn't be home till mid-night.

I went upstairs to my room and cried a little, took a nap and when I woke up it was 7pm. I wanted to take a walk to a near by park i had seen earlier. I went and found a beautiful tree that was perfect for me to sit under and take some fresh air. I sat down to appreciate the nice cold, crispy air. I closed my eyes for a few minutes. I felt someone sit next to me, it scared me so I quickly jumped up. Only to realize that it was Gerard.

"OMG how did you get here, you scared the living shit out of me!" I whisper-yelled at him while putting a hand over my chest.

"The important question here is what are you doing here  by yourself especially considering how late it is." Gerard said as he look up at me.

"I needed to clear my mind a bit so I came here to check the place out" I siad.

I decided to sit back down. After a few seconds of awkward silence he spoke up.

"Were you okay at school today?" He asked nervously.

"Yeah, it was just a bit of an overwhelming day for me." I replied.

A/N
Omg sorry for the cliffhanger but I have a really good chapter title for the next chapter I'll be writing lol.