"You never had time for me, for us!" I screamed.
"No, (Y/N)! You don't know anything about the hard work I do for the both of us!"
"Oh really? Fuck you Gerard! Your time was always in the band, not me!"
"It's not my fault that we have a lot of concerts and tours!"
"Why don't you tell your manager then!!"
"How?! When Brian always change the subject!"
"For 5 years Gerard! For 5 years we were married, we were happy! Look at us!! We're fucking broken and full of arguments!!!!"
"You always start the fight (Y/N)!!"
"That's it Gerard, take what's your and leave!"
"Fine!!"
Gerard took his things. Suddenly, he carried me to the door.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Taking what's mine."
"Your point?"
"You're mine."
I was silent.
Then he crashed his lips against mine.
"Sorry (Y/N)... I'll talk to Brian about giving the band a break..."
"It's okay.. Sorry too.."
"I love you (Y/N). You will always be mine."
"I love you too Gerard, and I will always be yours."
