Y/N L/N and Gerard Way, both lead singers of My Chemical Romance, have an.. interesting.. relationship, to say the least.
Everyone thinks they hate each other, but how do they really feel?
A/N DID YALL SEE THE CONCERT?! Holy Geesus it was amazing. I'm gonna try to double post tonight since I have the weekend off 🖤
Also, I know there were probably a few mistakes in the last chapters. I do this shit on my phone so autocorrect just hates me. Sorry.
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Y/N POV
Today was the day of the interview; I was absolutely dreading it. I knew they were probably going to ask about my dad. I know that they'll ask about the picture.
I sighed as I quickly finished up my makeup. Standing up, I grabbed the outfit I had picked out for the day and quickly slid it on.
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I walked out and sat with Mikey while the others finished getting their shit together.
"How are you feeling today?" He asked me. What I truly love about all of the boys, especially Mikey and Ray, is they make sure I'm okay. Always.
"I'm dreading this interview. Other than that, I'm fine I suppose." I replied, fiddling with the sleeves of my sweater.
"Well if they're too hard on you today, I'll beat them up!" Ray said, walking out.
"I second that." Mikey agreed, giggling a little.
"I love you guys, but I can't have you going to jail because of me." I laughed. Frank and Gerard finally came out with their makeup finished.
"Are we ready then?" Gerard asked.
"I guess so." I stood up and smoothed out my skirt. We walked out the door and made our way to the interview.
Gerard POV
The interview was going pretty smoothly as of right now. The only questions so far were either really random ones or ones about a future album.
Then it finally happened.
"So, Gerard, there is a lot of rumors going around about a rivalry between you and Y/N, mainly focused on this picture. Can you tell us about anything?"
"First of all, I would like to say that whoever took that picture is literally the scum of the Earth. It was a funeral. It's bad enough that we have the paparazzi in our faces while doing normal shit like grocery shopping. But her father's funeral? That's just low." I felt a hand on my shoulder and took a deep breath, calming down slightly.
"Anyway, that picture has nothing to do with how we feel about each other. Yes, we're friends. We pick on each other a lot. No, I was not glaring at her. I kind of do this thing where I zone out and have the worst resting bitch face when I do it. So, no, we do not hate each other." I finally answered.
"Ehhh, I don't know about that, Gee. You're pretty hard to love sometimes." Y/N said, smirking. I rolled my eyes at her as she stuck her tongue out at me.
"Now, Y/N, how are you doing after losing your father?"
Y/N POV
"Now, Y/N, how are you doing after losing your father?"
I immediately tensed up. I knew they were going to ask this eventually. I saw Mikey and Ray glance over at me, giving me small smiles. Frank just rested his head on my shoulder. It was strangely comforting.
"I wish I could say I've been fine. Losing someone you love, especially a parent, is one of the hardest things to ever deal with. I'm going to be completely honest here though, without these four boys, I don't know where I'd be. They have been my strength through this entire thing." I took a breath before continuing.
"Some mornings I'm fine and I can get through the day. Then others, I'm just this giant ball of bitchiness that snaps at everyone and cries all day. But these wonderful men right here have kept me from going absolutely insane and I love them with all of my heart." I smiled as I looked at them, each of them with their own smile plastered on their face. Even Mikey!
"Well I, as well as millions of other fans, give you our condolences and wish you the best." I smiled at the small woman and mumbled a quick 'thank you' to her.
After a couple more questions, the interview was over and we could finally head back.
"Can we please have a movie night? I could really use it." I asked the boys. Thankfully, they all agreed to it.
As soon as we got back, we all changed into our pajamas. I made some popcorn while Gerard got out drinks.
"How does The Conjuring series marathon sound? We can start with The Nun and work our way up chronologically?" Ray asked.
"That sounds perfect!"
The boys each sat down with their own popcorn. I laid across their laps like the annoying person I am. I had my head on Gee's lap, torso on Frank's, thighs on Miley's, and feet on Ray's. They should be used to this shit by now, honestly.
We got through at least three of the movies before I felt myself begin to nod off.
Ray POV
"Is she asleep?" I asked Gee. He nodded and softly smiled down at her. "Since I'm the one with the least of her, I'm gonna take her to her bunk."
I carefully moved her feet off of me and stood up. I slowly placed my arms under her and lifted her up as gently as possible.
I laid her down on her bed and covered her up with her favorite blanket.
"Goodnight, Y/N/N."
"Goodnight, Ray Ray." I heard her grumble.
I walked back out to the boys and plopped back down. Frank and Mikey were entranced in the movie, but Gerard was just looking down at his hands, definitely thinking about something.
"What's up, Gee?" I asked him.
"N-Nothing. I'm gonna go to bed. Goodnight, guys."
