Black Veil Romance (A Gerandy Fanfic: Gerard Way and Andy Biersack)

ANDY's PERSPECTIVE

I didn't usually reply to tweets, but this one was different.

----------------------------------------------Gerard Way @gerardway
Hey @andybvb since we're both in Cincy, let's meet up. Sound good?
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Sound good? Ha. Of course it did. I had always had a bit of a man-crush on Gerard Way- I mean- no, I didn't. I'm very confident in my sexuality! I'm straight. Just ask Juliet...

Dammit Andy, don't think about her. She left you for some dick. She's not worth thinking about.

But she was so pretty. She still is, I mean. And so funny and- well, I thought she was my soulmate.

Don't even get me started on those damn tattoos. Those will take some money to get rid of.

But Gerard, he was really cool. A great guy. I was glad we worked out a time and place to meet up. I had looked up to him since MCR started in 2001.

And he's gorgeous. Did I just say that?

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*the next day*

I walked out of our tour bus, waving goodbye to the guys as I went. I didn't tell them where I was going. To be honest, I hoped Gerard didn't bring his crew either. Alone time sounded great.

No it didn't. Andy, shut up.

"Hey, Andy! Long time no see!" Gerard greeted me with a wide smile.
God, he's hot.
Shut. Up.

"Hey, yeah! It's been a while!" I try to sound casual. My stomach's in knots and I'm feeling a bit dizzy. Pull it together, Andy. He's just a dude.

"I'm so glad you could make it. I've been meaning to talk to you again!" Gerard says, reaching out for a hand shake. I take it. His hand's a bit smaller than mine. He's a few inches shorter than me, too. He seems about 5'9, maybe 6'. I'm around 6'4". It's cute. No it's not. Dammit.

He gestures for me to sit down. The couch cushion sinks as I take my seat.

Gerard sits down next to me. Pretty close to me, too. Is my face red?

Suddenly I'm very self-conscious. Is my hair okay? How's the front poop situation? Did I pick the right shirt?
Goddammit.

"You okay there, Andy?" Gerard asks.

"Fine." I lie. Gotta get better at pretending.

"How's the girlfriend?" Gerard asks innocently. He doesn't know.

"We uh- we broke up." I try to seem cool with it. "How's your wife?"

"Oh- um.. She left me. Just ran off. Mailed me divorce papers." I can see Gerard cringing. "But- uhh- I'm fine now. Sorry to get all mushy on ya. I'm happy to be single again, in a way."

"I get that. I miss her, but now I've got more opportunities." Did I say too much?

"That's exactly how I like to think about it!" Gerard lights up. "You got your eye on anyone?"

"Yes." I blurt. I don't have anyone in mind though, or do I?

"Me too." Gerard replies with a grin.
I've got butterflies.

I mean- uh, this guy seems pretty cool...