My Chemical Romance One Shots (complete)

Gerard x Reader - Tough Crowd

This one shots is inspired by courtnxylove "Tough Crowd". It's a Mikey x Reader book, but I changed my one shot up a bit. It's a really good book though, go check it out!

[Y/b/n - your band name]

Trigger warning: mention of sex (it's literally just someone saying the word), name calling, mean comments.

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Y/b/n walked out on to the stage. The band you were touring with, My Chemical Romance, had just come off, and it was now your turn. You were not the main act, but more like the closing one; people rarely stayed to see your new band. Nevertheless, the people who did stay were inti your music and very supportive. But, not today.

We entered the stage to loud boo-ing. Extremely loud chants of 'boo'. I looked over to our bassist who shrugged. I walked over to the microphone preparing to begin, but then I heard the thing that set me off. Someone in the crowd loudly screamed, "The only reason your band is here is because you had sex with the tour manager!" People began to obnoxiously cry out 'yes!' and 'say it again!'

My eyes widened, and our drummer came our from behind the drums. "That never happened, and why would you even come if you were just going to drag us down?" But the people didn't answer her question, they just continued yelling crude comments.

"You suck," someone in the crowd yelled.

"Burn in hell!" another screamed.

"The lead singer is an ugly whore!"

Tears streamed down my face as I stalked off of the stage away from everyone. I didn't know where I was going, but I didn't really care. I stomped around for a minute, until me feet lead me to the old, small shower stalls. I stepped inside of one, closing the flimsy curtain behind me, and stripped off my clothing. I started the water, and stood under the stream as I sobbed.

"Hello?" Someone called to me. I recognized the voice, but couldn't tell from where. "Y/n, is that you?"

It was Gerard. "I-I-I," I stuttered, trying and failing to get the words out.  I heard him come closer.

"Turn off the tap, alright sugar? I'll give you your clothes, and we can talk, okay?"

Sniffling, I complied, turning off the water and taking the clothes he handed me from behind the curtain. I dried off and slipped on the clothes. Pulling away the curtain closing me into the musty shower, I was met with his hypnotizing hazel eyes.

A stream of tears came again, and he immediately pulled me into a hug, whispering sweet nothings into my ear. This went on for quite some time, until he lead me back to the tour bus, sitting me in his bunk. "You're not some whore, Y/n. And your band does not suck. You guys are really talented, and deserve to be on stage. The people who said those crude comments dont deserve to see you guys perform."

"Thanks," I mumbled into his shoulder as he traced patterns on my  back. "Thanks for being there for me."

"Anytime, sugar," he said, smiling."

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A/n: sorry I haven't updated in so long. I've had this oneshot half finished in my drafts for almost a week. : (. I also totally proof read this... whoops. Sorry if it's poorly written. I'm going to try to be a little bit more consistent, though. : ). Love you all! <3

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