You will be my world (ray toro×reader) [DISCONTINUED]

Heavens Gate (C25)

Velvets POV:

I slide out of bed cheerfully, excited to what the new day could bring. Sure I'm slightly upset as I only get to do the preformance once, but that's not what the concert was about. It was about me and Ray. Speaking of which he was still asleep, his frizzy hair covering his handsome face. But I don't have time to stand her gawping at the love of my life: I needed a shower. God you get so sweaty up there, and god knows how many wild hairs I had, but I digress.

I let my pajama bottoms fall to the floor as I cautiously step in to the shower. Turning the tap on and stand back so I don't get blasted by the ice cold water before it heats up.

Oweee Ohh I look just like Buddy Holly. Uh oh and you're Mary Tyler Moore I don't care what they say about us anyway, I don't care about that.

God damn Weezer has been playing in my head all week, it's killing me. It kept me up last night because it was just playing over and over in my head. Ugh.

I wash out the remaining conditioner out of my hair soaking hair and turn the tap off.

"What's with these homies dissin' my gurl." Ray sings to himself. Why can't that song just not.... you know? Like the worlds biggest ear-worm.

"Ray Toro, if you don't stop singing Buddy Holly I swear to god." I yell from the bathroom getting ready to dash into the bedroom to retrieve my forgotten clothes.

"Oh good morning! How did you sleep?" He chimes happily from the kitchen.

I stroll out of the bathroom and walk into the bedroom. "I'm ok!" I yell. "How about you?" I begin rubbing the soft hotel towel against my body, trying to get dried and dressed as quick as I can so I can talk to Ray properly.

A few minutes later, I'm wearing a cute navy blue dress with white spots all over it. And a pair of black tights and my only pair of shoes I brought: my black doc martins.

I quickly plait a small strand of hair on either sides of head and put a small elastic band on them to keep it off my face.

"Vee we have to go soon!" Ray yells, knocking on the bathroom door lightly. I tilt my head at the pale face in the mirror and walk out to see a very smartly dressed Ray.

"God you look smart Toro." I moan lightly. The tall man in front of me blushes slightly.

"Please. You're always beautiful, I never look good." He dismisses.

I grab his tie, pulling him closer to me. "Listen to me sir, you're fucking handsome and I swear to god if you ever say that again I will cry." I threaten- with good intention.

"I don't know what I'd do without you or your attitude." He fixes his tie and grabs hold of my hand, squeezing it gently. "Now come on, we have a dinner to be at."

We walk out of our hotel room and meet up with Frank, Mikey, Gerard and Bob in the lobby before jumping in a taxi. The taxi ride was the same old bad driving, silent driver and the orange world outside zooming by.

Eventually we arrive at the quaint restaurant we were meeting my family out. It takes a few minutes but everyone turns up at the beautiful restaurant and take their seats.

"I have to say you two were extraordinary last night!" Dad (Bean), exclaims. "I honestly feel so sad its over, when are you guys coming over and playing again?" His extremely ecstatic smile was comforting to see.

"Erm I have no idea, I know we shoot I'm not okay on the 19th of this month and then we're on the road till like early February. Then we've been invited on a tour with Green Day for mid 2005, so we do warped. Have a few days rest then sent off for Green day. we should be done by December then we're back in the studio." I ponder.