We Came to Fuck || gerard

Chapter One

A/N: I will be adding characters. If you wanna be Moikeh or Rey's girlfriend pm meh.

Chapter One; "Sorry I Don't Speak Bitch"

•Phoenix•

"Phoenix Collins?" The lady called out. I huffed and with the help of a security guard, I dragged my bags over to her.

"Here." I said rather flatly. She looked me up and down with distaste. I guess she doesn't like Smashing Pumpkins.

"Here's your key." She propped a key in my hand before going on to call the next person. Ahhhh college.

I fucking hate it.

Not only have I already seen snobby rich bitches, but I've seen thirsty girls begging anything with a pulse for sex. Not to mention I'm gonna have a boy for a roommate.

The last thing I need to be hearing is, "what would you do if I showered with you?"

No thanks.

My aunt Jackie though it'd be great for me to go to college out of state, as it gave her the sense of relief to know I wasn't causing trouble in Illinois.

I'm a troublemaker. What people tell me to do, I do the opposite. My aunt is super Religious, she even married a priest. I don't call him uncle though as he prefers to be called a man of God.

Even though the things he and my aunt would do at night when I was trying to sleep were very unholy.

My parents died when I was six. Some crazy bastard robbed them dry and killed them. I had gotten their life insurance money, and now that I'm 18, I'll be getting the money in their bank account that my aunt has now that I'm of age.

I'm gonna do so much crazy shit.

Once I reached my room on the 11th floor (with the help of an elevator), I twisted in the key, and opened the door.

It was like an emo heaven.

Band posters plastered all over the black walls. Everywhere except my half of the room. It seems like my roommate isn't a fuckboy, and had already settled himself in.

The room was pretty spacious, so I took my bags from the security guard and closed the door after he left, plopping down on my bed, wanting to make blanket angels because of how happy I was. So I did.

"Hello there." A voice said, causing me to scream out of fear and fall off the bed.

Giggles erupted from the guy and I looked up to be met with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my 18 years of living.

Once he finally stopped laughing he looked at me blankly, "I'm Gerard. Gerard Way." He held out his hand.

I got up and walked towards him to shake it, but he snatched it away before I could. Little twat. I glared at him as he gave me a crooked smirk that made him look surprisingly more attractive than thought humanly possible.

"I guess I'm stuck with you for four years." I grumbled, getting up and going over to my suitcase, getting ready to unpack.

"Yep," he chirped, "so that means you'll have to deal with me bringing my friends in here too." He took off his shirt.

Right in front of me.

I distracted myself from his pale body to look at him in disbelief, "friends? What do you mean friends? Shouldn't they have their own dorms?"

He shrugged, picking up a shirt, smelling it to make sure it was clean before putting in on.

Gross.

"Yes, but that doesn't mean they won't be hanging out over here most of the time. So don't be a nag. And while you're at it, be a good girl and make us food."

He did not just.

I think he did.

He did just.

Without even thinking first, I got up, marched towards him, and smacked the smirk off his pretty face.

"Sorry. I don't speak bitch." I snapped, leaving the dorm to go find some more intelligent people unlike the airhead I have to share a room with for the next four years of my life.

Did you see the way he had to sniff his shirt before deciding if it was clean? That's disgusting and he should be reevaluating all of his life choices.

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A/N: I know it's a short chapter but I always do that with the first chapters of my stories. Idk why.

But I hope you liked it! Comment and vote if you did!