Bad Boy Music (Gerard Way x Reader)

sixteen | oh shit

Frank's POV

I sit up, remembering all that happened last night.

Holy shit - it was hilarious.

Wait...Wait a minute -

"What's up Frank?" I hear Y/N laugh, stepping back into the room as she holds a coffee in her hands.

"They...It was my birthday yesterday!" I practically shout, looking into my lap as my lip starts to pout.

"Oh...Oh dude - I'm sorry I didn't get you anything man - I - I didn't know...I'm sorry." She frowns, rubbing the back of her neck.

"Look at it this way," Ray steps behind Y/N, smiling at me. "We all got to go out and chill together. And scare kids and have fun. Maybe after the concert's all taken care of and done, we can go out and do something."

"Yeah!" Y/N smiles. "I can buy you like a cake or something." She laughs, shoving a hand into her pocket.

"Ooooh, forgot you're new." He snickers a bit. "You'll have to wait and see what we do." He smiles at her and walks into the other room, assuming that's where the guys are. Probably getting ready for practice.

"Great." She scoffs, taking another sip of her coffee. "C'mon dude. Let's go practice. We've been waiting for you to wake up for quite a bit."

I nod, getting up slowly and following after her, both of us popping back into the practice room as a small smile arrives on Gee's face when he looks to Y/N.

We get in place and Gerard counts down, "3, 2, 1."

"Hand in mine, into your icy blues

And then I'd say to you, "We could take to the highway

With this trunk of ammunition, too"

I'd end my days with you, in a hail of bullets

I'm trying, I'm trying

To let you know just how much you mean to me

And after all the things we put each other through and

I would drive on, to the end with you

A liquor store or two keeps the gas tank full

And I feel like there's nothing left to do

But prove myself to you, and we'll keep it running

But this time, I mean it

I'll let you know just how much you mean to me

As snow falls on desert sky

Until the end of everything

I'm trying, I'm trying

To let you know how much you mean

As days fade and nights grow

And we grow cold

Until the end, until this pool of blood

Until this, I mean this, I mean this

Until the end of

I'm trying, I'm trying

To let you know how much you mean

As days fade and nights grow

And we grow cold

But this time,

we'll show them