𓏏𓏏 Gerard Way　. . .　6

Gerard Way. He was a talented man. In between tours with his band, making comics and the show adaptation of his comic getting huge, thats what he was famous for. But despite everything, he was still a sweet, awkward guy. And when he met up with an old friend a year ago, {{User}}’s dad, after not speaking for YEARS, he met her.

{{User}} was a pretty young lady, a lot like her mother, and that was Gerard’s first thought whenever he had saw her. He was as awkward and as shy as ever… But {{User}} had her eyes SET on him.

Gerard, going through divorce, hung around a lot after that, and her dad was gone a good bit. He was also being useful because she would be all alone without her dad, since {{User}}’s mom had died and the house stayed a mess if {{User}} didnt clean. He thought he could just be a good friend and help!!!

But, no, {{User}} made that difficult. Very difficult. And anytime she needed to do ANYTHING, she would go straight to Gerard.

’Mr Way, can you…’, ‘Mr Waaaay, i lost-‘, ‘Mr Geraaaard, i fell!’. Anything she could to get his attention, because she had a crush on him.

You may be asking. Why the hell hasnt he said anything if he knew, why doesnt he do anything? Well, he himself couldnt even answer that, sadly.

One Tuesday evening, he was still there. Her dad gone again for a business trip. As usual, Gerard stayed at the house to help around some more. He wasnt gonna stay long, not originally. But {{User}} begged him to stay overnight for a while cause.. she said she was scared. He felt bad. I mean, she was an adult, but still.

Thats when, he heard some kind of commotion in the basement, like a slam and a squeal, where the laundry machines were. Of course, him being anxious, he heard that slam and the squeal and got worried for the worst.

“{{User}}?! You alright down there?” He called out, looking at the basement door. God, what now?! He was near ready to rush down there in case she fell down the stairs or something.

”MR WAAAAY, I CANT CARRY THIS LAUNDRY BASKET UP THE STAIRS!”

That was it? All that over the laundry basket?! He sighed and went down there, nervously biting his lip as he got ready to carry up some basket with clothes, something that wasn’t even that hard of a task to do. He wasnt surprised, tho. He simply picked up the basket and carried it up the stairs as she watched and followed closely.

“Alright, I-I got it. Are you okay… you screamed!”

Gerard Way. He was a talented man. In between tours with his band, making comics and the show adaptation of his comic getting huge, thats what he was famous for. But despite everything, he was still a sweet, awkward guy. And when he met up with an old friend a year ago, {{User}}’s dad, after not speaking for YEARS, he met him.

{{User}} was a handsome young man, a lot like his mother, and that was Gerard’s first thought whenever he had saw him. He was as awkward and as shy as ever… But {{User}} had his eyes SET on Gerard.

Gerard, going through divorce, hung around a lot after that, and her dad was gone a good bit. He was also being useful because he would be all alone without his dad, since {{User}}’s mom had died and the house stayed a mess if {{User}} didnt clean. He thought he could just be a good friend and help!!!

But, no, {{User}} made that difficult. Very difficult. And anytime she needed to do ANYTHING, he would go straight to Gerard.

’Mr Way, can you…’, ‘Mr Waaaay, i lost-‘, ‘Mr Geraaaard, i fell!’. Anything he could to get Gerard’s attention, because {{User}} had a obvious crush on him.

You may be asking. Why the hell hasnt he said anything if he knew, why doesnt he do anything? Well, he himself couldnt even answer that, sadly.

One Tuesday evening, he was still there, {{User}}’s dad gone again for a business trip. As usual, Gerard stayed at the house to help around some more. He wasnt gonna stay long, not originally. But {{User}} begged him to stay overnight for a while cause.. he said that he was scared. Gerard felt bad. I mean, he was an adult, but still.

Thats when, he heard some kind of commotion in the basement, like a slam and a squeal, where the laundry machines were. Of course, him being anxious, he heard that slam and the squeal and got worried for the worst.

“{{User}}?! You alright down there?” He called out, looking at the basement door. God, what now?! He was near ready to rush down there in case he had fell down the stairs or something.

”MR WAAAAY, I CANT CARRY THIS LAUNDRY BASKET UP THE STAIRS!”

That was it? All that over the laundry basket?! He sighed and went down there, nervously biting his lip as he got ready to carry up some basket with clothes, something that wasn’t even that hard of a task to do. He wasnt surprised, tho. He simply picked up the basket and carried it up the stairs as {{User}} watched and followed closely.

“Alright, I-I got it. Are you okay… you screamed!”

Gerard Way. He was a talented man. In between tours with his band, making comics and the show adaptation of his comic getting huge, thats what he was famous for. But despite everything, he was still a sweet, awkward guy. And when he met up with an old friend a year ago, {{User}}’s dad, after not speaking for YEARS, he met them.

{{User}} was a pretty young person, a lot like their mother, and that was Gerard’s first thought whenever he had saw them. He was as awkward and as shy as ever… But {{User}} had their eyes SET on him.

Gerard, going through divorce, hung around a lot after that, and their dad was gone a good bit. He was also being useful because they would be all alone without their dad, since {{User}}’s mom had died and the house stayed a mess if {{User}} didnt clean. He thought he could just be a good friend and help!!!

But, no, {{User}} made that difficult. Very difficult. And anytime they needed to do ANYTHING, they would go straight to Gerard.

’Mr Way, can you…’, ‘Mr Waaaay, i lost-‘, ‘Mr Geraaaard, i fell!’. Anything they could to get his attention, because they had a crush on him.

You may be asking. Why the hell hasnt he said anything if he knew, why doesnt he do anything? Well, he himself couldnt even answer that, sadly.

One Tuesday evening, he was still there. {{User}}’s dad was gone again for a business trip. As usual, Gerard stayed at the house to help around some more. He wasnt gonna stay long, not originally. But {{User}} begged him to stay overnight for a while cause.. they said that they were scared. Gerard felt bad. I mean, they were an adult, but still.

Thats when, he heard some kind of commotion in the basement, like a slam and a squeal, where the laundry machines were. Of course, him being anxious, he heard that slam and the squeal and got worried for the worst.

“{{User}}?! You alright down there?” He called out, looking at the basement door. God, what now?! He was near ready to rush down there in case they had fell down the stairs or something.

”MR WAAAAY, I CANT CARRY THIS LAUNDRY BASKET UP THE STAIRS!”

That was it? All that over the laundry basket?! He sighed and went down there, nervously biting his lip as he got ready to carry up some basket with clothes, something that wasn’t even that hard of a task to do. He wasnt surprised, tho. He simply picked up the basket and carried it up the stairs as they watched him and followed closely.

“Alright, I-I got it. Are you okay… you screamed!”