Frerard Stories

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I was lying in my bed, stomach down and head buried in the pillows.

How could I have been so stupid?

I don't know but done is done and now Gerard Way will never speak to me again.

I said hi to him. I said hi and smiled and he gave me a angry look under the black hair and walked away. He had been looking so good in black jeans, t-shirts and a long, black coat. And of course combat boots.

And the fact that he was gorgeous without any combat boots or makeup or some chains around his neck. He was just perfect.

And you're pathetic! You're almost crying because of a BOY!

My body shook. Waves of anger and sadness filled me and tears threatened to spill over.

Go smudge eyeliner on your pillow. Great way to tackle your problems.

I grabbed the pillow and saw how my knuckles turned white. I couldn't help but feel so pathetic. I sobbed quietly and quickly pressed my head deeper down.

I heard my phone ring about something and my first thought was to ignore it but then I realized that Ray said that he might want ride home. Ray was my best friend. He was very nerdy but somehow he had a better social life than me. And ever since I got my drivers license he wanted me to drive him everywhere, to school, from school and to his friends. But I didn't mind because I didn't have much to do anyways.

But it wasn't Ray. It was my Instagram that noticed about that someone wanted to start a conversation.

When I opened the message, it wasn't just anyone. It was Gerard f*cking Way.

GWay: Hi

I jumped up from my bed and almost dropped my phone as I picked up my jaw from the floor. Not literally but I must have looked very funny since I was staring at my phone with my mouth open and eyes big as plates.

My hands shook as I started to type in a casual answer. But then I froze.

I shouldn't answer. He had been rude to me today and I shouldn't forgive him so easy.

Then I recieved another message.

GWay: I'm sorry about today. I had a bad day. Sorry :)

This time, I couldn't resist answering.

XOFrnk: It's okay. You can make it up to me by saying hello to me tomorrow ;)

I regretted it as soon as I had sent it. But the response came quickly and made me sigh in relief.

GWay: Okay. Do you wanna hang out tonight?

I thought about it. My mom knew about my insecurity in school and she would just think that it was great for me to hang out with a friend. But I didn't want him as a friend. I wanted us to be more than friends. And maybe it would just torture me to be around him.

Or it could be the best thing that ever happened to me.

XOFrnk: Yeah cool. My place??

GWay: Sure but... I'm sorry but i don't know where you live...

Shit. I started to panic.

Maybe it was best to suggest something else then. A restaurant or something. Or I could just give him my address.

At the same time that I wanted him to come here, I didn't want him to. If we met somewhere in town, we could always go to my home later.

I sat down in a corner of my room and banged my head hard into the wall. It hurt but I didn't care. I was going to do something with Gerard Way. And I had no clue of what.