Not The Singer You Wanted, But A Dancer - Frerard “Thirty minutes, guys. Let’s go!” James Dewees noted from outside the dressing room door.Not The Singer You Wanted, But A Dancer - Frerard by Kristin-BVB-Fan
Ray and Mikey got their instruments and finished gearing up for tonight’s show in Paris. Frank and I were, of course, always the last ones to be ready. I was a complete fanatic when it came to my hair. It had to be perfect even though I knew it would be nothing but a sweaty, red mess by the end of the night. And Frank? Well, he just liked to fuck around until show time, I guess. He always was the ball of energy that fueled us all.
Mikey didn’t say a word before he took off for the stage. Not a ‘Break a leg!’ or a ‘Kiss my ass!’, nothing. Ray, on the other hand, was like a fatherly adhesive or some shit that always made sure things were set.
“You guys coming, right?” He asked hanging halfway out the door.
No, we weren’t coming. We were just going to hang back here and disappoint thousand
Famous Last Words Ch. 17Frank’s POVFamous Last Words Ch. 17 by Kristin-BVB-Fan
Weeks had passed by and before we all knew it, we were being given report cards for the first term in school. Wasn’t it like yesterday that I was down and depressed, fed up with the bullshit of life? Now my perspective had totally changed and I didn’t mind waking up every morning because I actually found something to look forward to. Now I have Gerard. I still clearly remember his face when he ran into me on the first day of school. His cheeks were red with embarrassment and he looked too fucking cute when he was panicked. Things have only been getting better from there and I was actually pretty psyched to spend our sophomore year, and hopefully even the rest of our years in high school together.
It was Monday and I hit the floor with my hair a mess and a positive outlook . It wasn’t just any Monday, though. It was the start of Homecoming week. I usually never looked forward to these things, but this year I had pep and also someone to g
Love In An Elevator - Frerard "Fuck." Gerard cursed under his breath as he pulled into the parking deck of his work. Not a nearby empty space to be seen.Love In An Elevator - Frerard by Kristin-BVB-Fan
It was just another day at the office for Gerard Way. New York was a city just buzzing with people, people who only cared about themselves. Not all of them were complete assholes, but most of the ones Gerard encountered were. He focused mainly on his work, coffee, and just trying to make it. He had little time for being social, not that he usually was, but still. Not many were worth his time.
After circling around a few times, he finally found a vacant parking spot. Of course it was pretty damn far from the building entrance, but that was just Gerard's luck and he was finding situations such as these more and more typical each day. He gathered up all of his things for work, his briefcase, portfolio, and his beloved coffee mug and he headed for the door of the place he called hell. He flipped his raven black hair from his eyes and pushed the do
Hi, I'm Kristin. :3
I'm a huge nerd and I won't deny it.
I enjoy writing, drawing, and anything else that has to do with art.
Frerard is my favorite pairing. It's just, so perfect. <3
I can't live without music. .-.
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