Emo Trinity x Reader (Book 2)

Gerard Way x Reader - Ripped Jeans and Greasy Hair (Part Three)

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Word count: 2 371
A/N: I want to apply to a semester at another university (if I get into my first choice, I'll be so fucking happy), and I just wrote the application, and my mum suggested I also tell them I write fanfiction. So now there's deadass "Writing shortstories for readers online" in that fucking document. Holy shit. Dear person who decides on this matter, don't ask me irl about this unless you're the prof who used fanfiction to talk about genres (I'm willing to bet five bucks he's written fanfic (probably for Buffy) himself). Also: the beginning of this story is weird, but I had it in my head and it made me laugh so... yeah.

"When I told you-"

"When you told me-"

"No, when I told you..."

"Yes?"

"What did I tell you?"

"Exactly! You didn't tell me shit!"

"Oh fuck!"

You laughed hard at Joe's reaction, when he realised he had forgotten to check in with you for the birthday party he had started planning for Patrick. He had started organising stuff, but doing it for such a huge party alone was a lot of work, so he had walked up to you at your locker to complain about you not helping. Only that he had not told you anything, and you had assumed the birthday party for Patrick would be a small one, like the last years; just his closest friends, some cake and star Wars.

"Okay, calm down, so what do you have so far," you offered, while searching through your locker for your math book.

"Um, my neighbour works at this sorta venue thing, and somehow he can give the whole room to us for the entire evening, and he said if he can come to we don't even have to pay anything, so there's that-"

"Which venue?" Your eyes widened when Joe told you. That hall was certainly big enough for a party with a hundred people. "Dude, what do you have planned?"

"Trouble in paradise," a familiar voice mocked, and a moment later an arm, dressed in smooth leather, got wrapped around your shoulder.

"Joe organised The Night Hall for Patrick's birthday," you explained, turning your head to give Gerard a quick kiss on the cheek, which made him blush.

You had no idea why, but even after several months of dating and kissing, he still blushed when you surprised him with an affectionate gesture. But then again it was no different the other way around.

"Oh, big party then," Gerard nodded, a grin spreading over his face, "I'm in!"

"Sure you are," you laughed, and slammed the locker shut, "the other question is whether Patrick is in."

"Sure I'm in," Patrick's cheerful voice surprised you from behind, "in on what?"

"Lunch, dude," Joe quickly made up, "I saw there's potatoes on the menu today, and we thought we don't want to poison ourselves, so the plan is to go for pizza."

Patrick nodded enthusiastically, and adjusted his trucker hat.

"If it's pizza I'm double in," he announced, making everyone laugh, and together you walked to class.

You had to admit, since you had gotten together with Gerard, a lot of things had changed. Your former group of three had extended, and now that you and your friends also hung out with Gerard, you had gotten to know his brother, and his best friend Ray. The six of you often spent hours talking about movies or playing your favourite records, sometimes you went out to a concert or spent an entire evening cooking a meal with several courses.

Before Gerard had saved you from your bullies that one Friday, you had often spent time with Patrick and Joe, and you had always felt like you were friends. But now, you spent even more time together, which was weird because you had assumed, you would have to split up the time between your friends and your boyfriend. Luckily it turned out that Gerard got along with the two perfectly, and after hanging out with them, Ray, and Mikey, he often came over to your place, or you to his, and you spent the late hours of the evening hanging out. All in all it did not only feel like you had made more friends, but as if you had grown closer to ones you had already had.