(Just imagine you're there instead of Bob)
Gerard
You, Ray and Frank (backing vocals)
Both
Your POV:
"Ten minutes until the performance." Brian says, peeking into the dressing room. I take on last look at myself before walking into the hall where the rest of the band was.
Everyone is wearing similar outfits to the ones we wore in the "I'm not Okay" video.
Gerard and Mikey have bloody noses, Ray has fake blood dripping down the side of his forehead, I have some down the bridge of my nose, and Frank has some blood just above his eyebrow. Ray and Frank are also wearing their "Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge" cuffs on their arms.
"There you are!" Ray says happily before throwing his arm around my shoulder.
"Hey Ray" I say with a smile. He's been my best friend since high school and I love him to pieces.
He's also really cute and doesn't need to know that part.
"Sorry I took a little while guys"
"You're way faster than Frank" Gerard says with a laugh, earning him a swat from his boyfriend.
We had five minutes until the show so we huddled
"3,2,1" Gerard starts "Revenge!" The five of us shout in unison.
I'm excited that this is our first show of the Revenge tour but I'm nervous at the same time. Our audience grew rapidly compared to when we released Bullets.
I walk on the stage with the guys and I can hear the crowd chanting "mcr"
I sit at the drums and stick my one of my earbuds in my ear. Then I put the monitor in my back pocket.
Once I'm ready, I look up to see how everyone else is doing. Gerard, Frank and Mikey are ready. I look over at Ray and he nods with a smile. The curtain begins rising and the crowd goes crazy with cheers.
When the curtains are almost done rising, Mikey begins playing the beginning of "Give Em Hell, Kid". Ray and Frank come in at the same time with their guitars. My drums kick in a second after. The crowd cheers louder before Gerard comes in with his vocals.
Oh baby here comes the sound
I took a train outta New Orleans and they shot me full of ephedrine
This is how we like to do it in the murder scene
Can we settle up the score?
If you were here,
I'd never have a fear
So go on live your life
But I miss you more than I did yesterday
(You're beautiful)
Well I'm a total wreck and almost every day
Like the firing squad or the mess you made
Well don't I look pretty walking down the street
In the best damn dress I own?
If you were here,
I'd never have a fear
So go on live your life
But I miss you more than I did yesterday
You're so far away
So c'mon show me how
'Cause I mean this more than words can ever say
We are, made from the sharpest things you'd say
We are young and we don't care
Your dreams and your hopeless hair
We never wanted it to be this way
For all our lives
Do you care at all?
If you were here,
I'd never have a fear
So go on live your life
But I miss you more than I did yesterday
You're so far away
So c'mon show me how
'Cause I mean this more than words can ever say
The song comes to a finish with one last hit of my drums.
"How the fuck are you guys doing tonight?!" Gerard shouts into the microphone before flipping it to the crowd. The crowd cheers, making me smile with pride.
The other four have smiles plastered on their faces, even Mikey.
"This next song is one of my personal favorites from our new album. It's called I'm not Okay, I promise"
Well, if you wanted honesty
That's all you had to say
I never want to let you down
Or have you go, it's better off this way
For all the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
Remember when you broke your foot
From jumping out the second floor?
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
What will it take to show you
That it's not the life it seems? (I'm not okay)
I've told you time and time again
You sing the words but don't know what it means (I'm not okay)
To be a joke and look
Another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook
For the last time, take a good hard look
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
Frank runs over to Gee with a devilish smile. They are inches apart when suddenly, Frank smashes his lips against Gerard's. The kiss continued while everyone was still playing their instruments, including Frank. The crowd roars with applause. They pull apart and Frank goes back to his spot while a permanent smirk is plastered on his face. Gerard continues the song with all he has.
Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you read me like a book
But the pages all are torn and frayed
I'm okay, I'm okay, I'm okay now (I'm okay, now)
But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this, I'm okay! (Trust me)
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well, I'm not okay, I'm not o-fucking-kay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
~~~~~~
After the end of Helena, Gerard spoke into the microphone once more. "Thank you so fuckin much, New York! We are My Chemical Romance and have a great night!"
The curtains drop and we head backstage.
"That was fuckin amazing guys" Gerard said with a huge smile before pulling all of us into a group hug.
I love how this band is like a family.
Word count: 1007 words
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Ray Toro x Reader
FanfictionY/n is the drummer for My Chemical Romance. She's known her band mates since high school and is currently touring for their newest album "Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge". What happens if one of them has fallen for her?
