Emo Band Imagines

Goner (Gerard Way x Reader)

This is the same as the Frank Iero x Reader, except I thought, "What if it was with Gerard?"

So, here is an alternate version of Goner...

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"I'm a goner, somebody catch my breath.." you sang, your voice filling the room. "I wanna be known by you. I wanna be known by you."

For a child, you were an incredibly talented singer, and everyone knew it, especially your best friend Frank, who you had written this song for.

At the time it was just you and Frank, sitting on the floor of his bedroom as you played your guitar and sang.

He looked back at you, smiling, and you felt your heart flutter.

Though the both of you were only seven, you both had subtle feelings for each other. You did small things once in a while, mostly just to flirt a bit.

You hadn't noticed, but Gerard had come into the room.

"Y/N's in love with Fraaaank." He said in a singsong tone.

"Am not!" You Shouted, you and Frank blushing simultaneously.

Of course, you didn't know why you were embarrassed. It was true.

You did have feelings for Frank.

16 years later...

"Married?"

"I know! Isn't it exciting?"

You sat down, trying not to fall over from feeling so lightheaded. "Yeah...exciting."

"Are you okay?" Frank asked, sitting in the chair next to you.

"Yeah. I'm great." You Said. "Congrats."

He smiled a bit. "Thanks."

"If you don't mind, I've...gotta go." You Said, standing up.

You ran over to the door, opening it and stepping out quickly. You closed the door behind you, accidentally slamming it, then ran over to your car. You got in and banged your hand on the steering wheel.

You weren't exactly mad. Just hurt. He hadn't even told you he was dating, and out of the blue, he's getting married in a week.

And honestly, you still had feelings for him, possibly even more than before. You knew that he had feelings for you, too, so why was he suddenly doing this? Unless he didn't like you anymore.

With all of the anxiety you had, you knew exactly where to go.

You drove as fast as you could to Gerard's house, getting out of the car and pounding on the front door as soon as you arrived.

A tired looking Gerard answered, half smiling. "I thought the FBI was here.." he said, then laughed.

"I don't have the patience to knock softly." You Said.

"Oh.." he said. "Let me guess: Someone ate the last cookie?"

"Very funny, Gerard." You Said.

"You seem unhappy.." he said. "I'm just trying to help."

You went to speak, then broke into tears.

"Y/N.." Gerard said softly, wrapping his arms around you. "What's wrong?"

"It's Frank." You Said.

He sighed. "Oh.."

"I love him, Gerard.." you sobbed. "I still love him."