Hard To Love

Surprise!

A/N
Hopefully this will be okay. I've been working on a Frank x Reader that I'm not going to publish until it's completely finished, but I'm warning y'all now, if you are sensitive to violent subjects including abuse or gore, don't read it. It's a little twisted and based on a nightmare I had about my ex, but we won't get into that.

Also, the place in this is actually a place that I did sing at a couple years ago!

Enjoy this.

Gerard
You
Both of you
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When we arrived at Basement Transmissions, the place was already packed. It was small, so the tickets sold out beyond fast.

We got up to the stage and went to our spots.

"Hey, guys, it's nice being in my hometown tonight, right?" I asked. The fans cheered and clapped in response.

"Alright well we've got a great show tonight and a little surprise at the end so let's get fucking started!!" Gerard screamed.

Singing here again was nostalgic, but it was nice. As I looked into the crowd, I found a few faces I recognized and smiled as I sung.

The fans were loving every single second of it, but when it came closer to the finale, I got more and more anxious.

Then it was time.

"Alright, we've got one more song left for you guys! Stay tuned for the surprise." Gerard said, winking as he did.

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na

Drugs, gimme drugs, gimme drugs, I don't need it
But I'll sell what you got, take the cash and I'll keep it
Eight legs to the wall, hit the gas, kill them all
And we crawl, and we crawl, and we crawl you be my detonator

When my turn came, I strutted towards Gerard and ran my fingers up his chest.

Love, gimme love, gimme love, I don't need it
But I'll take what I want from your heart and I'll keep it
In a bag, in a box, put an X on the floor
Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more, shut up and sing it with me

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
From mall security
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
To every enemy
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
We're on your property
Standing in V formation

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Let's blow an artery
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Get plastic surgery
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation

More, gimme more, gimme more

Oh, let me tell you about the sad man
Shut up and let me see your jazz hands
Remember when you were a madman
Thought you was Batman and hit the party with a gas can.

I grabbed Gee by the front of his shirt and looked him in the eyes.

Kiss me you animal!

Frank and Ray continued singing as Gerard and I made out. On stage. In front of everyone.

We separated at the end of the chorus and turned back to the fans.

And right here, right now
All the way in Battery City
The little children raise their open, filthy palms
Like tiny daggers up to heaven

And all the Juvie halls and the Ritalin rats
Ask angels made from neon
And fucking garbage scream out what will save us
And the sky opened up

Everybody wants to change the world
Everybody wants to change the world
But no one, no one
Wants to die

Wanna try, wanna try, wanna try
Wanna try, wanna try, now, I'll be your detonator.

We continued the song, continuing to be around each other in some sort of way, whether it be just touching each other's arms or faces or to the one time where Gee got on his knees and hugged my leg as I sang.

When the song was over, everyone cheered. My heart was seriously pounding.

"So, about that surprise. I'm sure all of you have seen the rumors about Frank and I. All of those rumors are bullshit. It's actually been Gerard and I." I told everyone.

"Yeah, we don't really hate each other." He said as he chuckled.

"Also, to the people filming this, I want you to post this on Twitter and tag every magazine or newsgroup that has published the rumors. Because I want to say a big fuck you to them."

"On the count of three, I want everyone to scream fuck you!" Gerard said.

"One, two, three."

"Fuck you!" The crowd screamed.

"Thank you guys. You've been a beautiful audience! There's a diner down the street owned by a family friend, I suggest checking it out! Goodnight!" I hid them all farewell as we walked off stage.

"Guys, that was awesome." Frank said. Ray just kind of smiled.

"Well, I wanted to incorporate one of our songs into the announcement and give the paparazzi a big fuck you for you guys. So hopefully it worked." Ray said, still smiling.

"This is why you're my favorite." I replied, hugging him. He hugged back, then everyone joined in for a group hug.

We went back to my mom's house for the night. Being in an actual bed felt amazing. Of course, Gerard and I slept in my room. The other three slept in the two guest rooms.

When we all woke up in the morning, we saw the videos from last night posted everywhere with the hashtag 'fuckyou'. Sure, there were a couple haters, but the majority of the people were happy for us.

Now I couldn't be happier

As we all sat at the table for breakfast, we discussed what we would do now that the tour was over.

"I say we buy a big mansion just for ourselves!" Frank exclaimed. We all giggle at how excited he got and he laughed along with us.

I wonder where we'll all be in a couple months. Will I still be with Gee? Will we be making new music yet? I guess we'll see.

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A/N

So where do you think they'll be in a couple months? 🤔

I know in September I'll be seeing them in Philadelphia!!! 😁😁😁😁

Let me know how you want this story to go 😉

Also, I don't feel like editing, so once again, I'm sorry if something got fucked up. Love y'all!