•600 wrds. gawds dead he's just dead. leave it at that. ya Catholic motherfuckers!•
A couple hours later with a lot of fucking pot holes She woke up to frank unloading equipment his focus was on his watch that She hadn't noticed he wore.
She began to become scared she didn't know where she was and she still was only in franks over sized shirt she looked at frank and suddenly came up with a solution "Got any clothes?" She hoarsely asked barely above a whisper as She knotted up her hands in his shirt if he blankly replied 'no'. He smirked and looked up at her She blushed as usual he stared at her admiring how she looked in his shirt the goddamn smirk made her melt "hi princess" He sniggered. She gagged it was too 'ooey gooey' for her liking so as She rushed over careful not to break her hand when She tripped over an aux chord and frank caught her before She fell face first in the cement.
His lips brushed against hers as he whispered 'hi' after a few moments of him staring at her his eyes became a deeper and darker color of hazel, She wiggled out of his grasp and she chuckled at his frustration, "clothes?" She asked and he shoved them in her hands and pushed her back up "ya got five minutes sweetheart before your on." He growled She nodded in agreement and then remembered how'd he found out about tonight.
her and Ashley's popular gig since they started to get up there with a song that She hastily wrote called 'hazards' a very angsty song about arsonists.As She looked down at the clothes he gave her was very tight skinny jeans rolled up around the ankles a black and red bandana and his converse with a very large revealing tank top that had Iron Maiden, She scoffed and shook her head at the boys choices of clothing then she quickly changed.
As She finished She gathered the rest of het clothes in a pile that laid in a corner of the van. She jumped down and frank smiled grasping her hand intertwining his fingers between hers, he looked het up and down over the clothes he had chose for her that night smirked and whispered "you look very beautiful." She blushed once they entered the lounge that they had got a gig in.
swarmed with was many drunk people multi colored lights a bar and another layer of people who was on a ledge moshing around to some shitty dubstep.Frank scoffed at the obnoxious music, and shoved her with him towards the back where Ashley, Amy, and Gerard have been talking.
Once they saw her and frank Ashley and Amy looked relived while Gerard looked at her growling as ever as if he'd kill her if there wasn't witnesses.Frank sat down on the couch and pulled her close to him. She, almost emerging on his lap he grinned against her neck, Ashley squirmed uncomfortably seeing her and frank together while Amy looked dreamily at them as if she wished Ashley would do that with her.
Everything was chill until we heard a loud banging sound on the door frank protectively and weirdly held onto her tightly gerard glanced at her with fear and for the very first time she felt gerard had other emotions very large bulky security guard growled "you're on." And left. As She was getting up to leave frank pulled her down to his face forcefully grabbing her chin and kissed her deeply She in utter shock blushed deeply and as he pulled back if it was possible his eyes were completely dark with the lustful thoughts swirling around in his head "you're gonna do great danny." He yelled as they left.
As they got to the stage at least a thousand people were there moshing still, She froze up She gawked at the number of people she had jumped up and down trying to release her nerves. She went over to her drum case and sat down she picked up her drum sticks while Ashley screamed "WE ARE THE FUCKING DEATH DEFEYERS, YOU BITCHES!" Then they had rolled into their performance for the night.

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FanfictionThe sequel to the shitty ass fan fiction I made called band about Pete Wentz x reader but things changed and you meet this mysterious man who've barged into your life. My friends point of view ~Wast3F5pac3