WILLIAM'S POV.
BACKSTAGE.
"I'm glad this is the last show," I said. "I'm tired."
"We all are," Andy Biersack said.
Andy is my best friend. He understands everything I go through.
STAGE.
"Is everyone ready for some fucking fun?" I asked.
The audience cheered. I sang a few songs.
MIRANDA'S POV.
The music was fun to listen to. The next song was slow. Will looked around the audience, as the intro music played. His eyes stopped on mine. He started singing(*PICTURED*).
--BEGINNING OF SONG--
*IF YOU PLAY THE AUDIO, YOU CAN LISTEN TO IT WHILE READING THIS PART.*
"I self destruct. Panicked dreams and violence skies in a lonely bed. I lie in. Oh please instruct. All alone aside for my image. The deepest waves I drown. I feel like a fool, like a mad man fighting cancer. I feel my abuse, a drug addled nothing. I understand him. Somehow I'll be there, in the flames of my own failure. Somehow I'll find you. Stranger we become. Through the gates of iron sin. When I chase you down to hell. Would I give up everything for. Stranger we become. Through the gates of iron sin. When I chase you down to hell. Would I give up everything for love? I self destruct, silence of the anger and I'm left alone. I feel like a fool, like a mad man fighting cancer. Pigs and effigies. I feel my abuse, a drug addled victim, I understand him. Somehow I'll find you in the flames of my own failure. Somehow I'll be there. Stranger we become. Through the gates of iron sin. When I chase you down to hell. Would I give up everything for. Stranger we become. Through the gates of iron sin. When I chase you down to hell. Would I give up everything for love? Make me strange, where the angels burn. Take me away, I'd give up anything. Make me strange, where the angels burn. Take me away, I give up anything for you."
--END OF SONG--
I felt like the only person in the audience.
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William Control the Lover
Fanfiction"Why don't you go to a show with me?" she asked. "What kind of show?" I asked. "To see my favorite singer, William Control," she answered. "I don't know," I said. "Please?" she begged. "OK," I said. I wouldn't know what to expect.
