Their still looking. (Mcr)

Weird Dreams

Frank was sitting in his dorm alone. His roommate Brendon was at yet another party. Frank didn't know how the man could stand parties and attending them so often. But he didn't complain. It gave him time to work on his song writing in peace. It was almost midnight and Frank was just finishing the last chords to his song. 

He did a small air fist bump at the ceiling but his little 'yes' was interrupted by a yawn. He had been working for a couple hours straight and it was taking its toll. He stood up and stretched as he brought his guitar to it's stand, carefully placing it down.  It was a gift from his mother for his 15th birthday. It was a beautiful polished dark oak wood guitar with a dark neck and silver fret  markers shaped like little crescent moons. He loved the beautiful guitar dearly and had handled with care ever since only allowing certain people to hold it. Frank shimmied out of his black skinny jeans and hoodie and put on some random oversized shirt before climbing into bed.

He layed  down and reached over to his bed side to turn off the lamp. But as he closed his eyes, instead of seeing the black that should of taken over his sight, he saw a really bright white light. He also began to hear cheering in the distance. It grew louder and louder until suddenly he was standing on a stage. Shocked at his surroundings he looked around to see four other men on the stage. He didn't recognize any of them. 

The bassist was tall and thin with brown hair, one man had a huge fro, the drummer had almost blond hair and the singer in the front (who frank could only see the back of his head) had a mop of shorter jet black hair. Before he could try to process anything, the front man began to speak. "Thank you guys for coming to our show. I'm Gerard, that's Ray" he said pointing to the man with the fro. "That's Mikey" he said pointing to the thin twink boy. "That's bob" he pointed at the drummer "and that" he turned looking frank in the eye. He had beautiful hazel eyes that Frank couldn't look away from and a cute little smile adorning his lips. "That's our new guitarist Frank Iero!" He finished. The beautiful Man (as frank had now labeled him) turned back to the screaming crowd to finish his speech. "We're my chemical romance, thank you for coming out!" He turned and shot Frank one last smile while lightly nodding his head and pointing to frank. 

Before frank could ask why he had pointed and nodded at him, his surroundings began to to fade back into that bright white light and the noise began to fade until it was silent. Suddenly, everything went all black and frank jolted awake. He sat up in his bed looking around to see where he even was.

He realized he was back in his room and covered in a light layer of sweat. He rubbed his eyes and blinked to make sure he wasn't still dreaming then looked at the clock. 5:00 am. He still had a couple hours until he had to get up for class so, he decided to try and get more sleep and fell into a dreamless slumber.