Hard To Love

Writing and Writing and Writing

A/N
This is kind of a filler chapter but an important one so yeah. Also kind of short. I woke up like an hour ago so I don't know how this is gonna turn out but oh well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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Y/N POV

It's been three months since he proposed to me and I swear, we have never been happier. We've already started the wedding planning, and here's where it's interesting.

We're writing our own vows, but as songs.

Ray is helping me with mine, and also will play guitar for mine, and Frank is doing the same with Gee.

"I really hope I don't fuck this up, Ray." I said as I ran my hands through my hair.

"Look on the bright side, if you fuck it up, it's technically both of us fucking up since I'm helping. At least you won't fuck up alone." He laughed.

"Asshole." I playfully hit him and began laughing as well.

"I'm sure it'll be beautiful, Y/N. Don't overthink it, okay?" I nodded slowly and sighed.

"Yeah, you're probably right. I just want it to be perfect. The good news is, I think I have the first verse and chorus done!"

"Let's hear it." He gestured to the paper in my hand.

Fuck, how do I want it to go?

"Okay, but don't laugh at me because I'm not sure about the tempo or notes yet." I took a deep breath and began on the parts that I had.

"These are the eyes and the lies of the taken
These are their hearts but their hearts don't beat like ours
They burn 'cause they are all afraid
For every one is us, there's an army of them
But you'll never fight alone
'Cause I wanted you to know

That the world is ugly
But you're beautiful to me
Well are you thinking of me now"

"That actually sounds really fucking good." He beamed.

Gerard POV

"Frank, I know I'm gonna fuck this up. I mean, the lyrics are perfect, but I feel like this will be really depressing."

"Gee, Y/N is my best friend, I know she is going to love it." Frank reassured me.

"But it could be taken so many different ways." I groaned.

The song was finished, but it just wasn't fitting the occasion right.

"I'm making a new one. Save that as a future track or something, we're doing a new one." I gave the paper to Frank and began writing again.

I wrote for what felt like hours, scribbling out half of the words before just throwing the paper away. Then I finally thought of it.

"Frank, do you remember that one song I started writing but lost motivation for? The one I almost finished but then my idiotic jealousy took over?"

"The one we were planning on finishing and putting on the track, yeah. Why?" He asked. I flipped through the pages of my songbook and found it.

"I think this could be it, Frank. It was originally about her anyway." I glanced over the half-written song, then began adding more and more. It was like this song was instinct; I never had to stop to think about what to write next, I just knew.

"I'm gonna give you the chorus first and we can figure out the rest in a bit." Frank just nodded before I started.

"If that's the best that I could be?
Then I'd be another memory
Can I be the only hope for you?
Because you're the only hope for me
And if we can't find where we belong
We'll have to make it on our own
Face all the pain and take it on
Because the only hope for me is you alone."

"Holy fuck, that's beautiful."

Frank POV

While Gee continued to figure out the notes, I decided to text Ray and see how they're doing.

Hey, how's it going?

Ray: She's a worried mess, but good. You?

Exactly the same. He wrote like five songs but threw three of them away.

Ray: Typical Gerard.

I chuckled and put my phone back in my pocket. I listened to Gerard sing and started playing chords around it. I think we're actually on to something here.