Y/N's P.O.V.
I wrapped the towel around myself, tapping my foot to the beat of the music coming from downstairs. It was a little muffled, but from what I could hear, the band was good. Very good.
It's a shame they hadn't come up with a name yet.
I quickly cleaned up after myself and went into my room, changing into a pair of sleeping shorts, and a large Misfits tee that I had bought a while ago. I dried my hair and made myself look half presentable, before leaving the room.
"Hey, sugar, you're looking better." Gerard grinned when I went down to see them. I hugged the older Way brother and he hugged me back.
"I feel better." I smiled.
"Thanks to both of you." I gave Mikey a small hug and he ruffled my hair a little. I stuck my tongue out at him and everyone laughed.
"I'm offended." Frank said and I rolled my eyes, before kissing his cheek.
"That's better."
"What about me?" Ray asked, before laughing.
"I'm joking, I know we haven't spoken much, but I think it's an unspoken agreement that you can come to any of us if you need to talk."
"Definitely." Gerard And Mikey said in unison.
"Thanks." I said and they all smiled.
"I kinda came down to see you all play, so am I going to get a performance...?"
"Oh, Sweetheart, you'll get a performance, if you give us one." Frank smirked and I sighed, crossing my arms over my chest.
"What do you want me to do?" I sighed.
"Frank said you can play the piano?" Mikey suggested.
"Give is a show and we'll give you one."
"I hate you." I looked at Frank and the cocky bastard just grinned.
"Fine. I'll play something, just give me a few minutes." I ran back upstairs and went into my bag, pulling out the notebook that I needed. I went back downstairs, seeing that none of the boys had moved.
"I haven't got anything original, I'm no good at composing."
"That's fine." Gerard said and we went into the garage, where instruments were all over the place. I walked over to the piano and placed my notebook down.
I knew I could play reasonably well, but I had never played in front of more than 2 people before.
"There's a lady who's sure
All that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
When she gets there she knows
If the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for
Oh oh oh oh and she's buying a stairway to heaven
There's a sign on the wall
But she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings
In a tree by the brook
There's a songbird who sings
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiving
Ooh, it makes me wonder
Ooh, it makes me wonder
There's a feeling I get
When I look to the west
And my spirit is crying for leaving
In my thoughts I have seen
Rings of smoke through the trees
And the voices of those who standing looking
Ooh, it makes me wonder
Ooh, it really makes me wonder
And it's whispered that soon, If we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason
And a new day will dawn
For those who stand long
And the forests will echo with laughter
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow
Don't be alarmed now
It's just a spring clean for the May queen
Yes, there are two paths you can go by
But in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
And it makes me wonder
Your head is humming and it won't go
In case you don't know
The piper's calling you to join him
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow
And did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll
And she's buying the stairway to heaven..."
"The voice of a mother fucking Angel." Frank whispered and I felt heat flooding my cheeks.
"I'm not even that good." I said, embarrassed.
"Y/N, I shit you not, I thought Gerard and Ray were going to burst into tears." Mikey said, grinning.
"It was beautiful."
"Yeah, I had a tear in my eye." Gerard admitted.
"I've never heard anyone sing that well."
"Or play, you're amazing." Frank said and I closed my notebook.
"God, I just wanted to see your stupid band and now you're making me sentimental." I joked.
"Hey, that's not a bad band name actually." Gerard laughed.
"You're making me Sentimental."
"No."
