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?
LOOK AT THAT SWEET BEAN MOIKEY Anyways, I might post AGAIN tonight or tomorrow. Might not. Idk. But here ya go 🤷🏼♀️
Also, sorry if my phone autocorrected anything. I'm too tired to go revise anything right now.
You Gerard Both of you
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Y/N POV
Finally, the last concert of the tour. Don't get me wrong, I love performing, I love the fans, but it can be so exhausting at times. A break sounds nice.
I took one last look in the mirror before meeting with the boys. My entire outfit tonight was perfect, and for once I actually felt great in my body. I smoothed out my skirt a little before walking out of my dressing room.
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"Are you guys ready for this shit?" I asked the boys.
"Hell yeah!" They all replied.
"Then let's do this!" I heard the crowd chanting 'MCR' and a smile crept up onto my face. I love this so much.
Before I knew it, we had already gone through half of our songs. It's crazy how into it we all get and don't even realize it.
"So how are y'all liking it tonight?" I screamed. The crowd replied with intense screams. "I'll take that as good! Before we play our next song, I'd like to thank all of you for coming out and thank all of you for your condolences. It means a lot and I'm sure my father is looking down on all of us crazy motherfuckers right now!"
The crowd cheered and I smiled again, wider this time.
"You're the only crazy motherfucker here, sugar." Gerard spoke to me into the microphone. The crowd laughed as I flipped him off.
"Fuck you too, Gee. Alright, let's get on with this shit!"
He calls the mansion not a house but a tomb He's always choking from the stench and the fume The wedding party all collapsed in the room So send my resignation to the bride and the groom
Let's go down!
This elevator only goes up to ten He's not around He's always looking at men Down by the pool He doesn't have many friends As they are Face down and bloated snap a shot with the lens.
I sang my heart out as I strutted over to Frank, cupping his face.
If you marry me Would you bury me? Would you carry me to the end?
I kissed his forehead and walked back to where Gee was standing.
(So say goodbye)to the vows you take (And say goodbye)to the life you make (And say goodbye)to the heart you break And all the cyanide you drank.
Gerard turned and faced me as he sang the first few lines.
She keeps a picture of the body she lends. Got nasty blisters from the money she spends. She's got a life of her own and it shows by the Benz She drives at 90 by the Barbies and Kens.
I walked away from him and back over to Frank. I had a nagging feeling that Gerard was jealous that day at the cemetery. Any time it was someone else holding me instead of him. So I had to try this.
If you ever say never too late. I'll forget all the diamonds you ate. Lost in coma and covered in cake. Increase the medication. Share the vows at the wake. (Kiss the bride)
And with that, I kissed Frank. Gerard looked pissed but kept singing.
If you marry me, Would you bury me? Would you carry me to the end?
I walked back over and wrapped my arm around his waist.
(So say goodbye) to the vows you take (And say goodbye)to the life you make (And say goodbye)to the heart you break And all the cyanide you drank.
(And say goodbye) to the last parade (And walk away)from the choice you made (And say goodnight) to the heart you break And all the cyanide you drank.
(So say goodbye)to the vows you take (And say goodbye)to the life you make (And say goodbye) to the heart you break And all the cyanide you drank.
Gerard and I had separated at this point and were just singing to the fans, but I could tell his mood was completely thrown off. Whoops. I guess I was right.
(And say goodbye)to the last parade (And walk away)from the choice you made (And say goodnight)to the heart you break And all the cyanide you drank.
To the last parade When the parties fade And the choice you made To the End.
I didn't even realize how close I was to Gerard until the song was over. I smiled at him, but he just kept his eyes on me.
Oh yeah, he's upset.
Mikey POV
I knew the plan. All of us did, except Gerard, obviously. The plan worked, sort of.
It was evident that he was jealous. He wouldn't admit it though, he also wouldn't come out of his bunk after the show was over.
Unfortunately, there were already rumors flying around about Y/N and Frank. Most of them included the jealous Gerard. Some people said he's jealous of Frank while others said he's jealous of Y/N. It's a whole ordeal now.
"Mikey, help me drag this loaf out of his bunk before I break my back trying." Frank said as he sighed.
We went back and did exactly that, though Gerard protested.
"What's you're problem, Gerard?" I asked him.
"My problem? I don't have a problem. Nope. Not one single problem in the world. Not at all."
"Gee, you're rambling, you have a problem." Frank said flatly.
"Fine! I have a problem! I'm jealous, okay? The girl I'm in love with kissed you!" The entire bus went silent.
"Gee, listen-" I started, but he stopped me.
"No! I'm going back to bed now." He tried walking away but was pushed backwards by none other than you.
Y/N POV
In love with me? IN LOVE WITH ME???
I shoved him backwards as he tried going back.
"You aren't going anywhere, Mister. We are going to talk whether you like it or not."
