Post by Zombii Junkie SixSick6 on Dec 2, 2006 13:39:15 GMT -5
Okay, this is not, I REPEAT: [glow=red,2,300]IS NOT[/glow] my first OR only fan fic, i have many more, and not just about Gerard, Anyways. This was i want to say my fifth fanfic....it's not as long as my first two fan fics wich are considerably long, but it goes.
Note: I do not know, do not own, do not sue. ;D All that is in this story is bull. Enjoy.
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Mending You're Broken Ways
"Gerard, Gerard Way?! You want me to date that two timing, no good, dirty, rotten, egotistical, self absorbed, wannabe, creep!?!" I screamed, with pure disgust.
"Please, Melinda! You're our only hope! If Gerard keeps this up our career, what we love to do is flushed down the toilet. We know Gerard isn't always pleasant but-" Frank tried to explain.
"Isn't always pleasant?! The man has no sense of humanity anywhere in his entire friggin' body, and you people want me to date him? You seriously MUST be kidding me!" I cut him off. I was still sickened by their proposal.
"You don't have to date him then… Just tempt him a bit with your womanly ways. He'll follow anything with a pretty face and a nice body that walks so he's bound to fall head over heals for you." Ray tried. I squinted at them. I had never met Gerard in person, but from what my friends said, who did know him, he wasn't at all a nice person. He was more self absorbed and consumed by his new fame that anyone ever in the history of the music business.
"If you can get him to calm down a bit, maybe we can go on, and he won't be the way he is." Mikey explained trying to persuade me to date his older brother.
"Well, what's in it for me?" I asked, if it was all for them, nothing for me, I'd never do it.
"The satisfaction of helping your friends?" Frank smiled cheekily.
I leaned across the table and got right up in his face, "No" I breathed, and then sat back down.
"You know what, Mellie?" Bob Inquired, smiling deviously, "I bet you're just afraid. I bet you're scared that you’ll date him for us, and then fall in love. You're scared you'll finally meet your match in our Gerard." That was Bob for you. Out of all four of the guys, I was closest to Bob. He knew just how to get me to do something, or not to do something. He was like the big brother I never had, he would always tell me when I was wrong, or when I wasn't doing something right. He was literally always there for me. Our moms were best friends so that helped a bit too.
"WHAT!" I yelled standing up and gaping angrily.
"Yeah," Ray went on, I shot him a dirty look, "Ahh yes, you're scared. In that case, we dare you. If you succeeded, and don't chicken out, we'll pay you. 100 bucks from me." I shut my mouth. They knew I couldn't pass up a dare, I was too stubborn. I shook my head. Besides, I wasn't scared, I was just a little nervous…that's all.
"250." Frank said, holing up his hand.
"430" Bob smiled.
"920" Mikey said, everyone looked at him like he was crazy, "What?" They all shook their heads and looked back at me.
Ray outstretched his hand; we always sealed the deal with a handshake, to make certain the other wouldn’t chicken out. I took his hand and reluctantly shook it. Why was I doing this? I must be out of my mind, or having a nightmare, either that or Ashton Kutcher would come out soon and tell me I've just been Punk'd. The other guys stood up and gave a little cheer.
"Alright, Melinda. Gerard should be around here around seven. Look nice for him sweetie. We'll send one of the girls over to make sure you're holding up the bargain." Mikey smiled. And then they left. I was alone, no one to console me. I took a deep breath, and left for my car.
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If you like it please tell me, I'd love to have your imput on it. if you like it, i'll put more up, if you don't i'll put more up anyway for the people who DO like it, there's more where this came from.
Note: I do not know, do not own, do not sue. ;D All that is in this story is bull. Enjoy.
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Mending You're Broken Ways
"Gerard, Gerard Way?! You want me to date that two timing, no good, dirty, rotten, egotistical, self absorbed, wannabe, creep!?!" I screamed, with pure disgust.
"Please, Melinda! You're our only hope! If Gerard keeps this up our career, what we love to do is flushed down the toilet. We know Gerard isn't always pleasant but-" Frank tried to explain.
"Isn't always pleasant?! The man has no sense of humanity anywhere in his entire friggin' body, and you people want me to date him? You seriously MUST be kidding me!" I cut him off. I was still sickened by their proposal.
"You don't have to date him then… Just tempt him a bit with your womanly ways. He'll follow anything with a pretty face and a nice body that walks so he's bound to fall head over heals for you." Ray tried. I squinted at them. I had never met Gerard in person, but from what my friends said, who did know him, he wasn't at all a nice person. He was more self absorbed and consumed by his new fame that anyone ever in the history of the music business.
"If you can get him to calm down a bit, maybe we can go on, and he won't be the way he is." Mikey explained trying to persuade me to date his older brother.
"Well, what's in it for me?" I asked, if it was all for them, nothing for me, I'd never do it.
"The satisfaction of helping your friends?" Frank smiled cheekily.
I leaned across the table and got right up in his face, "No" I breathed, and then sat back down.
"You know what, Mellie?" Bob Inquired, smiling deviously, "I bet you're just afraid. I bet you're scared that you’ll date him for us, and then fall in love. You're scared you'll finally meet your match in our Gerard." That was Bob for you. Out of all four of the guys, I was closest to Bob. He knew just how to get me to do something, or not to do something. He was like the big brother I never had, he would always tell me when I was wrong, or when I wasn't doing something right. He was literally always there for me. Our moms were best friends so that helped a bit too.
"WHAT!" I yelled standing up and gaping angrily.
"Yeah," Ray went on, I shot him a dirty look, "Ahh yes, you're scared. In that case, we dare you. If you succeeded, and don't chicken out, we'll pay you. 100 bucks from me." I shut my mouth. They knew I couldn't pass up a dare, I was too stubborn. I shook my head. Besides, I wasn't scared, I was just a little nervous…that's all.
"250." Frank said, holing up his hand.
"430" Bob smiled.
"920" Mikey said, everyone looked at him like he was crazy, "What?" They all shook their heads and looked back at me.
Ray outstretched his hand; we always sealed the deal with a handshake, to make certain the other wouldn’t chicken out. I took his hand and reluctantly shook it. Why was I doing this? I must be out of my mind, or having a nightmare, either that or Ashton Kutcher would come out soon and tell me I've just been Punk'd. The other guys stood up and gave a little cheer.
"Alright, Melinda. Gerard should be around here around seven. Look nice for him sweetie. We'll send one of the girls over to make sure you're holding up the bargain." Mikey smiled. And then they left. I was alone, no one to console me. I took a deep breath, and left for my car.
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If you like it please tell me, I'd love to have your imput on it. if you like it, i'll put more up, if you don't i'll put more up anyway for the people who DO like it, there's more where this came from.
