I WISH I DID THIS SOONER (GERARD WAY)

that night

i drived as fast as i could, i enden up getting there 5 minutes erlier, i waited on th train station till i saw a train arrive.

Gerard fucking way, he camed out of the train and spoted me right away. He was letting his balck hair grow, his hazel eyes seemed to light up when he saw me, i runed to hug him.

"You scared the crap out of me, dont ever do that again"

"im so sorry, but hey - he said while pulling me out of the hug- Im safe, and im by your side, theres nothing better i could ask for.

"i love you"

"i love you too amy "

time skip

we were arriving to belleville, whan he took my hand, he looked at me with thoes beautiful eyes, they were breathtaking. He was getting closer to me, leaning into my mouth when suddenly i got a phone call from a unknown number. i piked up

"hello, is this Amy iero?"

"yes its me"

"were sorry to comunicate that both of your parents were in the twin towers today, they're curently missing. theres not much chances that there still alive. " they hanged up. my wole word  crumbeled. what was i supposed to do now, i had my littel brother, he was 4 years junger than me, he was 19, i mean, he coud legaly take care of himself, but he was still my baby brother, the only family i had left....

Gerard lened over to hug me. "im so sorry, they didnt diserve this", i dried on his shoulder for half an hour, he finally convinced me to come inside his house, and stay over . when i look down, i was still in my pijamas, a.k.a. some old hoodie and sweatpants. but i didnt had th strenght to go to my house, not now. 

When we camed inside, mikey and Helena (mikey and gee's grandmother, who babysited me all my life till i went to collage with gerard in new york) huged us so thight i could bearly breath. We tried to distract ourselves till it was time to sleep.

When gee and i went off to his room we always sleep in the same bed when i come over, so it was normal. i started to cry, i could not help it, my parents....

Gerard quickly huged me and i crawled to his chest, resting my head on it,  it mede me feel so much better, like the old times, when we were in high school and he was just a  comic book greek and i was a outcast, we always fited perfectly, he always got me, in a way noneone else has has.

"i wanna start a band"

"what?"

" i need a way to cope with this, to help me, and to help other people"

"im in"