Ashley's POV
I woke up with my head throbbing, again. I heard a rustling sound and bolted upright immediately. I was lying in my bed. I looked to my left to see Patrick and Pete pulling on pants. I looked to my right to see Frank and Gerard doing the same. "A little too much booze last night, huh?" I asked the occupants of the room. All four of them looked up at me. "No. We didn't drink. We just were really tired and slept here." Pete said. I smiled. "Ok. What time is it? I'm starving." I said, picking up my glasses and putting them on. "9:30," Patrick said. I threw the covers off of me. That's when I saw them. There were cobwebs on my legs. "GET THEM OFF OF ME NOW!!!!!" I screamed. I know it sounds like I get disturbed easily, but I absolutely hate bugs! When We got them off of me, I got up. "Sorry about that. I get really freaked out with bugs." I said.
After everyone had their clothes on, we went out to the living room. Brendon was up making breakfast. "Hey guys, you feeling good Ashley?" He asked. I nodded. "Better than ever!" Brendon smiled. I helped make breakfast with Brendon and Gerard. Frank, Patrick, and Pete went around getting everyone up. They came back with the others tousled-haired and bleary eyed. I noticed a purple bruise forming around Pete's eye. "Pete, what happened to your eye?" I asked, setting a pitcher of Peach Mango smoothie onto the table. "Mike just got angry, that's all," He said. I looked around. "Where is Mike? And Jaime, Spencer, and Bob?" I asked. When everyone was sitting/standing around the table, I was told what happened last night.
"So," I said, trying to make sure I was hearing this right. "You guys are trying to make the ultimate band. Members from Panic! At The Disco, My Chemical Romance, Fall Out Boy, and Pierce The Veil coming together to make an awesome album?" I asked. "Pretty much," Vic said, taking a swig of the smoothie I made. I sipped my coffee thoughtfully. "Sounds awesome," I said with a grin. "And," Tony continued. "We were told by these five," He pointed out Mikey, Ray, Frank, Gee, and Brendon. " That you're pretty awesome with a guitar and a mic. We want to see what you got and decide if we want you in the band." He said. I smiled. "So you want me to perform in front of you?" They nodded. "Okay. I'll do it. But only after I eat my cereal." I said. After everyone had eaten their breakfast, I went and got my guitar case. I sat down on the floor and propped my case against the leg of the couch. "You guys already know this one... But it was the only one I could think of." I strummed the first few notes.
"Well you can hide a lot about yourself
But honey, what are you gonna do?
And you can sleep in a coffin
But the past ain't through with you'Cause we are a bunch of liars
Tell me baby who do you wanna be?
And we are all about to sell it
'Cause it's tragic with a capital T
Let it be, let it be, let it be!'Cause we all wanna party when the funeral ends
Ba ba ba
Ba ba ba
And we all get together when we bury our friends
Ba ba ba
Ba ba baIt's been 8 bitter years since I've been seeing your face
Ba ba ba
Ba ba baAnd you're walking away
And I will die in this place
Sometimes you scrape and sink so low
I'm shocked at what you're capable of
And if this a coronation
I ain't feeling the love'Cause we're all a bunch of animals
That never payed attention in school
So tell me all about your problems
I was killing before killing was cool
You're so cool, you're so cool, so cool'Cause we all wanna party when the funeral ends
Ba ba ba
Ba ba baAnd we all get together when we bury our friends
Ba ba ba
Ba ba ba
It's been 9 bitter years since I've been seeing your face
Ba ba ba
Ba ba baAnd you're walking away
And I will die in this placeYou'll never take me alive
You'll never take me alive
Do what it takes to survive cause I'm still here
You'll never get me alive
You'll never take me alive
Do what it takes to survive cause I'm still hereYou'll never take alive
You'll never get me alive
Do what it takes to survive cause I'm still here
You'll never get me [GET ME!]
You'll never take me [take me!]
You'll never get me alive'Cause we all wanna party when the funeral ends
Ba ba ba
Ba ba ba And we all get together when we bury our friendsIt's been 10 fucking years since I've been seeing your face 'round here
And you're walking away
And I will drown in the fear." I sang
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MCR, the Lost Singer (Discontinued)
FanfictionSixteen years ago, Frank Iero met Emily McCoy. It was a one time deal. Now, Frank Iero, Ray Toro, Mikey Way, and Gerard Way are mourning over the loss of their wives (No, they don't have kids in this one) until one day. When a girl named Ashley McC...