Bullied || Gerard Way x Reader

♡ The First Meeting ♡

* (Y/N)'s POV *

I didn't think anyone would wanna join my club. Especially not Gerard. He doesn't seem like the type to join clubs.

I've actually never spoken to him before, how did he know where I was?

Whatever, at least I have a new member! He said he wants to be a singer, that's cute. Not in mean way. Hehehe, Way.

* Time skip to after school *

* Gerard's POV *

Wait, what time is it? Oh shit, the meeting!

I hope she doesn't laugh at me, or make fun of me behind my back. Or kick me from the club because my singing sucks.

I ran towards the music room, afraid of being late. I open up the door to see (Y/N) there, reading what looked to be a comic book.

"IS THAT A COMIC BOOK??" I almost screeched. "Kinda. It's called a manga." She said, flipping her hair sassily.

"You dare to sass the sass queen?" I snapped, laying my hand on my hip the queen I am. "Oh shit, sass queen, I'm sorry for defying you." (Y/N) laughed, putting her hands up to surrender.

"Now get on your knees and pray to me you heathen!" I laughed. She then actually gets on her knees and bows for me. That's dedication right there.

I pretty much laugh my ass off as she also laughs her ass off all while bowing beneath me. "This is more fun I thought it was gonna be." I said between laughs.

She gets up from the floor and goes into the storage closet. She comes out a few minutes later with a microphone. "Here. You got any songs?" She asks nicely, placing the microphone in front of me.

"Yeah, I have a whole song book, actually." I muttered, pulling out my little black book filled with lyrics to songs I hope to play one day.

"That's so cool! I wish I had enough talent to write songs." (Y/N) laughed. "Wait, then what can you do?" I asked.

"Oh, I play the drums." She laughed, showing me her (F/C) drum sticks. "Oh, that's pretty cool. I'm only good at singing and drawing." I sighed, flipping to a random page in my song book.

"Um...this songs called Skylines and Turnstiles."

* (Y/N)'s POV *

He started singing after a minute. I could tell he was nervous about singing in front of someone.

But...he was extremely good.

He sang beautifully, in fact. I want to tell him that, but that would be weird.

You know what? Fuck it. I can say whatever the fuck I want, conciousness.

He finished singing a few minutes later, and looked at me with the most terrified expression I've ever seen him give.

"That was amazing, Gerard. You sing beautifully." I smiled, and clapped a few times.

His face turned a little red. "You're not just saying that to make me feel better, are you?" He muttered, his face still a bit red.

"No, you sang really well, Gerard. I'm sure you'll start a band one day." I smiled. His face turned an even darker shade of red, as he walked over and sat in a chair by a table.

He pulled out a book, and appeared to be drawing something.

"Whatcha drawing?" I asked, pulling up a chair and sitting next to him. "Oh, uh...sometimes I draw comics. They're not that good, though." He said.

"Lemme see~" I said, trying to grab the book. "Uh, not now. I'm not done yet. I'll show you later, okay?" He asked, turning his head to face me.

"Uh, yeah, sure." I said. "Hey, um...can I have lunch with you, on the roof? Tomorrow?" Gerard asked. His face was that shade of red again, as he stared at the floor.

"Yeah, sure." I replied, smiling at him. He smiled back, and glanced over at the clock.

"Holy shit, I think it's time to leave." He muttered. I glance up at the clock too, it was way over time to leave.

"Oh shit! Well, I'll, uh....I'll see you tomorrow!" I yell, quickly grabbing my bag and waving.

"Yeah...bye!" Gerard replied, giving a small smile and waving slightly. I quickly left the music room. But before I could leave school, I heard Gerard yell my name.

I turn around to see him running to catch up with me. He finally catches up, and pants slightly. He handed me my drumsticks.

"Your drumsticks...you left them here." Gerard muttered between breaths, as his face turned slightly pink.

I laugh weakly as my cheeks turned red as well, and I took the drumsticks. "Bye, Gerard. Or, Gee. Can I call you that?" I laughed.

"Sure." He said, smiling at me. We waved at eachother and parted ways. Hehe, Ways.