I Can't Believe Who Sat Next To Me

Its hot as balls out here, like seriously it is too hot. Maybe wearing all black and a hoodie wasn't such a good idea in 90 degree weather. But I still looked like I feel, hot. The New Jersey sun was beating down on me like a football player to a nerd. This is not fun. Thank what ever god is up there that I was going into an air conditioned building. Thank god for air conditioning.

I walked into Starbucks, hearing the bell on the door go off signaling I had entered my favorite coffee house. The cold air hit my face relieving my skin of the heat from outside. The only other person besides me in here was Erika, her long red hair was put up in a ponytail, and her black  glasses hung low on her nose. She was literally the nicest person in New Jersey and you cant argue with me on this. She always knew what to say when you told her your problems and never got bothered by the guys that hit on her. She would usually just say no thanks or tell them to go fuck a banana which always had me laughing. She put up with no shit here and often called out problematic shit that people did. She was like a sister to me.

I walked up to the counter and ordered "I want my usual Eri." My usual is black coffee with a little sugar. Thats how I liked it, plain.

"Okay, whats your name again?" she asked sarcastically.

"Stan" I laughed and she wrote Stan on my cup pored the coffee and put the lid on it for me. I payed for it and went and sat at my usual booth and took out my book. I was currently reading To Kill A Mocking Bird. It has always been one of my favorites and I can never read it enough. I read and sat in silence occasionally sipping my coffee.

"Oh I love that book" I look up from my book and almost spill my coffee all over myself as I see who was standing in front of me. And who was standing in front of me? THE Gerard Way. The famous writer and actor, Gerard Way. Pinch me i'm dreaming. He's what turned me gay, well him and his ass. "You're staring" he spoke up. His read hair falling in his eyes, god he looked beautiful. He was wearing a black hoodie black skinny jeans and sunglasses.

"Oh my god Im so sorry!" I apollogized and my face was probably beat red. I was staring at him, im an idiot.

"Its okay sugar, mind if I sit?" he asked and I shook my head blushing again at his use of the nickname. He sat down, some how making the simple movement graceful, and I caught a glance at Erika who was giving me a thumbs up telling me to go for it. I rolled my eyes and shooed her away looking back at Gerard. "So whats your name?" he asked as I did so.

"Frank Iero, and I already know who you are. Gerard Way the gay author slash actor who has won 3 Oscars and a grammy." I said taking a sip from my coffee and looking out the window. There were paparazzi and news people walking around looking for someone, probably him. He was wearing sunglasses and a black hoodie like me, trying to hide but not very successful with that hair. "Are they looking for you?" I asked nodding my head towards the window.

"Yeah," He sighed and looked at the table, his hair falling in front of his eyes again. "I don't know how they knew I was in Jersey"

"If you dont mind me asking, why are you in Jersey?" I intruded. He lived in LA and had a fiancee who also did acting. They became famous together and they were going to get married, so why the hell was he here? I took a sip of my coffee while he looked at me to answer.

"I came here to visit my mom and brother, but mostly to get away from my ex fiancée." I spit the coffee I had just sipped out into the isle succesfully making a mess for Erika to clean up later.

"EX? I thought you guys were in love?" I shout not believing what im hearing.

"Thats what I thought, he proposed to me. I guess he just didnt like that Im more famous than him." He looked away from me and looked at the counter with all the food on it and smirked "Jealous bastard." I laughed and he gave me a smile.