500 days of gerard | gerard way x female reader

17: blame it on the beer.

day 276

"mikey told me" gerard said with an emotionless look on his face as he sat down on my couch, avoiding eye contact with me.

"what did he tell you?" i asked as i suddenly felt stressed. various thoughts came to my mind, and i had to quickly stop them.

"about you and bert" he looked into my eyes, and i felt a sharp pain in my chest.

"aw come on dude! i was drunk" i whined out, and he scoffed in response.

"you were drunk, so you made out with my friend?" he raised his voice at me, slightly furrowing his eyebrows.

"oh shut the fuck up. and what did you do with eliza, huh? stop acting like we're a couple! you said it yourself - we're not. so why do you keep on getting jealous!" i yelled out quickly, words just spilled out of my mouth with no second thought behind them.

he remained silent, probably realizing he was in the wrong. "sorry..." he mumbled out, rubbing his face with his veiny pale hands.

"whatever..." i said, as i turned around to make myself a pb&j sandwich.

"want one?" i asked, but he didn't answer.

i turned around after a few seconds, just to see him walking out of my house. i sighed, as i continued to make my sandwich.

day 285

"yeah we're doing some more recording. bert's gonna be featured on one of the songs" i heard gerard say through my phone, as i watched the tv with nina while eating an apple.

"that's awesome! which song?" i questioned, as i took another bite of my apple.

"the prison one. still gotta think of the title for it.." i scoffed, smirking.

"you gotta make it something controversial. like.. you know what they do to guys like us in prison or some shit like that" i laughed out, as he gasped.

"DUDE. YOU'RE SO FUCKING SMART. that's it, that's the title! i love it" i giggled, looking at the apple in my hand.

"i'm glad i helped" i laughed again as nina shook my shoulder, making me look over at her with a confused face.

"we gotta talk y/n!" she whisper shouted, and i nodded in response.

"'kay gee... uh... i gotta go. have fun with bert, i'll talk to you later" i said, as he just said a quick 'bye'.

"what is it?" i asked her, as i stood up from the couch to throw out the disgusting rest of the apple.

"amanda just told me that we're gonna have a concert at some fancy ass place!" she said, her face lightning up with every word that came out of her mouth.

"that's great!" i said, smiling from ear to ear. "when?"

"next friday!" i smiled even more, feeling so hyped up.

"god I can't wait!" i screamed as we both jumped up and down.

"LET'S GET WASTED!!" she yelled with excitement and i giggled in response.

"alright" i said quickly heading over to my kitchen that was basically connected to the small living room with the couch and tv. i took two bottles of vodka and brought them to her.

we sat down on the floor, our backs leaning on the couch as we opened the bottles.

"cheers" i smirked at her, as she already drank a lot of the alcohol.

(A/N: sorry, this chapter's kinda short)