Fixing Broken Hearts

836 27 6
                                    

Gerard's POV:
This stupid post... is now deleted. I should post something else to clear things up. Also I should get help with my drinking problem.

(Y/N)'s POV:
My usual personality of being happy has disintegrated into a pile of depression. The only time I forget about this while ideal is when I go on stage.

Asshole(Gee's new name in ur phone):
(Y/N) please talk to me babe, I miss u 🖤

Asshole:
Please I didn't even post that, it was that crazy-ass fangirl.

(Y/N):
Why should I trust u?

I put his notifications on do not disturb. I'm done with everything, in all honesty I just want to run away from all of life's problems. But I'm not going to. There's only a month left of this tour and I don't want to visit New Jersey, I mean, I don't think I'd be able to cope with the pain. Wait, I don't think he knows we have a show in New Jersey, I've never told him and it's not the last, it's in the middle or our US tour. Thankfully he doesn't know.

Today we are flying back to New Jersey to freshen up. You know the small break between the tour so you can get more clean clothes and drop off stuff you don't need anymore. I can't wait to go home for a day in all honesty. We are currently at the airport about to board the plane to go back. Once on the plane we took our seats that were next to each other, Nick was to the left then Maddie next to him, me, and Cedar next to me.

The plane ride was long, but somewhat interesting. I slept some of the way but woke up when Maddie wouldn't stop making cat jokes. We got off said 'hi' to a couple of fans and picked up our stuff. We went to our house that we shared, well minus Nick, he lives with his girlfriend. I changed into a comfy giraffe onesie. After changing I collapsed onto my bed sighing, trying to forget Gerard. But that is like telling someone to stop breathing and continue to live. As we all know that's not possible cause if you stop breathing your dead. So... yeah.

Gerard's POV:
No matter how stalkerish this sounds, I've tracked High Resolution. I found out that today they are in New Jersey for a small break, and at their houses. I know where they live cause (Y/N) invited me over before they went on tour. So I'm going to make things right.

I arrived at the house that they live in and don't know what to expect from them. I mean I did break her heart, but not on purpose, I found out what happened and that fan drugged me hacked into my Instagram and posts that picture, but we didn't 'do it'. I finally got the courage and knocked on the door. I heard footsteps fallowed by a muffled shouting of 'I got it'. Then the door opened and there stood (Y/N) in a giraffe onesie. Once she saw me she immediately tried to slam the door on my face but I put my foot into the doorway, that kinda hurt but I deserve it in all honesty. "(Y/N) please let me talk to you." I begged. She turned towards me, "Fine..." she sighed as she let me in, "fallow me to my room." We went to her room and sat down on her bed, "I'm really fucking sorry (Y/N), I didn't mean any of it." "The Instagram post?" "No I didn't even know how that got posted till Mikey said one of the fans drugged me and I was an ass to them, if you're wondering why they didn't stop me. But we didn't 'do it' and not in a relationship. I never wanted to breakup with you, I'm sorry." I started crying towards the end because (Y/N) means the world to me, "Without you there is no me." She looked like she was about to cry, "I forgive you, but please don't do anything that stupid ever again. I was a mess, it was like a piece of me was missing. And there was... it was you." she was clutching onto me for dear life crying. I hugged her back also crying. Soon we both settled down and she asked, "Wanna come on tour with us? Well for the month that's left?" "Sure." I replied.

By the end of the tour me and (Y/N) had a healthy relationship. We sorted it all out and spent a lot of time together. Our bands even toured together a couple of times. But all I know is that I'm in love with (Y/N) and she's in love with me.

Sorry for the short chapter, I'm running out of ideas for this story so I'm going to end it here. I know I'm a terrible person, but there might be a special chapter or two left. Probably gonna make Vic Fuentes x Reader next or possibly in the future a Austin Carlile x Reader. We'll see.

I Don't Wanna Make It, I Just Wanna...(Gerard Way x Reader)Where stories live. Discover now