A/N: This is a dream I had. I'm going to elaborate on it. I have no idea where this came from, but I enjoyed it.
Notes: This will definitely become an M-rated story later on, but for now anyone can read it. I'm allowed to write that, right? I hope so… Gerard is about 25-ish in this story, although he still got married… I don't really know, it was a dream. The others are however old they would be. This is still Black Parade times. I know this is very unrealistic, but it was my freaking dream and if you don't like it, buzz off.
Disclaimer: Don't know if I need this for real people… But I don't own any of the songs by My Chemical Romance or any of the band members. Although I do wish Gerard Way was mine and only mine. :3
Random dream will become writing. Hope you all enjoy. No flames please.
It was a perfectly normal night. Well, if going to a My Chemical Romance concert is considered normal. I don't really know, but I was very, very excited about it, all the way to the stadium it was being held in. I was literally bouncing in my seat, my sister was yelling at me to shut up, and I wasn't listening. When the stadium came into view, I let out a scream of excitement. I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt that had the Black Parade symbols and stuff on it. It clung to me nicely, considering the way I had it tied at the side. My long dirty-blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and I was wearing some checkered black and white Converse.
Why he called me up on stage, I'll never know.
We took our seats in the stadium, front row. I had managed to save up enough money to get front seat tickets, the blocks in front of us keeping anyone from jumping up on stage. There were security guards, although they looked quite bored. I could see the drums on the stage, along with the bass and guitars resting against some speakers. Then there was the microphone right in the middle of the front of the stage. No one was up there yet.
The yells filled my head as people filed into the stadium. I barely acknowledged my sister who was seated next to me. I could smell smoke; obviously people would be smoking something here. As long as no one asked me to take something, I was fine with it. My head was starting to pound with lights running over the crowd, hitting my face at times. I didn't notice it, though, as the band finally walked out on stage.
There were five of them. Two went for the guitars on opposite sides of the stage, one for the bass, and another for the drums. But my eyes were glued on the man that walked to the microphone. The deafening cheering that was in my head was still ignored as I watched this man. He spoke into the microphone, both hands clutching the back of it. The cries were silenced instantly.
"Hello Detroit!" He said, and the cheers rose again. He ignored it and continued. "We're so glad to be here tonight! It's been so long!" His hazel eyes searched the crowd, and I shivered slightly as they ran over to where I stood now against the barrier. "Let's start this out with a song called The End."
The singing started, and his voice filled my ears. A lot of artists suck live, but he was simply amazing. All throughout every song, my eyes stayed glued on him, just taking in his features. The gloves showed his fingers as they were wrapped around the microphone, the jacket over to black t-shirt looked amazingly sexy. The pants he was wearing hugged his legs tightly. But his face was what distracted me. His long black hair surrounded his features, the unruly strands looking perfectly messy. His hazel eyes were dark as he focused on the words coming out of his mouth. One of his eyes was almost hidden by his hair, and his lips moved quickly as he sang whatever song was on.
This man was amazing.
After most of the songs played, they all stopped to take a break. I was still dazed and ignored my sister's cries for me to sit down. Everyone else was sitting, but I was still standing, never cheering even when they came back. He took the microphone again and I listened to his words.
"Detroit," His voice was seductive to me. "I have bad news. My wife and I…" He gulped, looking distressed. "We're getting a divorce." There were boos from the crowd, and his eyes looked over the crowd again. "But my fans and friends here are keeping me going." He gave a breath-taking smile, and continued his words.
"For this last song, I want one of you out there to come up here and sing it with me." The cheers were suddenly way too loud for comfort. The spotlights on the ceiling all flew around for a moment before all pointing in one direction, at one thing.
Me.
I blinked from the brightness a few times before looking up, where he was kneeling on the stage in front of me, his hand extended. The cheers were making my ears burn, but I hardly noticed. I could only focus on my gaze locked with his. I felt my sister pushing on my back, and I hesitantly took his outstretched hand. His was warm in mine, and he gave a soft lip-smile before helping me up onto the stage. My breathing was beginning to become almost hyperventilating, due to how many people were staring at me and the feeling of his hand in mine.
He dropped it and looked into my light gray eyes. He spoke to me, only to me. "Do you know the Sharpest Lives?" He asked. I nodded. It was my favorite, in fact. He gave a soft smile. "I'm going to sing up to the end of the first chorus, and then I'm giving you the microphone." I felt myself nodding, despite the fear filling me. I couldn't do this. I wasn't one to sing in public, especially not in front of so many people. My heart was pounding. "I'll sing the last chorus with you. Ok?" His voice was gentle, and when I didn't respond, I felt his hand on my arm. "Don't worry. Just pretend you're singing in the shower." He gave me a grin and turned to face the crowd again.
The music started up, and I stood next to him, silent, as he started to sing. His voice filled my ears yet again, forcing my body to dance to the music slightly.
Well, it rains and it pours when you're out on your own
If I crash on the couch can I sleep in my clothes?
I've spent the night dancing, I'm drunk I suppose
If it looks like I'm laughing, I'm really just asking to leave
This alone, you're in time for the show
You're the one that I need, I'm the one that you loathe
You can watch me corrode like a beast in repose
'Cause I love all the poison away with the boys in the band
I saw him glance toward me, a smile on his lips as he continued to sing the song that was making my heart flutter.
I've really been on a bender and it shows
So why don't you blow me a kiss before she goes?
Give me a shot to remember
And you can take all the pain away from me
A kiss and I will surrender
The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead
A light to burn all the empires
So bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be
In love with all of these vampires
So you can leave like the sane abandoned me
He took the short musical break to hand the microphone. I gave him a slightly panicked glance and he muttered a few words to me away from the microphone. His face was close to mine, and I was breathing fast. "You'll do great. No one's here, remember?" He smiled and gave me a thumbs-up as it was time for me to sing. I was forced to do this, so I sang. I didn't know how well I did, but my sister had always said I should be a singer.
There's a place in the dark where the animals go
You can take off your skin in the cannibal glow
Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands
Drop the dagger and lather the blood on your hands
Romeo
I've really been on a bender and it shows
So why don't you blow me a kiss before he goes?
I saw the look of approval and surprise on his face out of the corner of my eye. The screams from the crowd told me I wasn't doing as bad as I thought.
Give me a shot to remember
And you can take all the pain away from me
A kiss and I will surrender
The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead
A light to burn all the empires
So bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be
In love with all of these vampires
So you can leave like the sane abandoned me
The musical break came on, and I looked at him to see that his jaw had dropped. I gave my first real grin of the night and my hips were shaking to the beat of the song. He came over to me and we both sang into the microphone at the same time when the break was over, and, frankly, we sounded amazing.
Give me a shot to remember
And you can take all the pain away from me
A kiss and I will surrender
The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead
A light to burn all the empires
So bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be
In love with all of these vampires
So you can leave like the sane abandoned me
I drew out the last note, making it last up until the last drum beat, to which I punched my fist into the air. I was breathing hard, as was he next to me. But the crowd was going completely insane, and I laughed a bit, the noise echoing around the stadium thanks to the microphone. He hugged me with one arm and I smiled even wider at that. I saw my sister in the front row going crazy with happiness for me.
"How was she?" He asked the crowd. The cheers seemed to get even louder, and I felt tears of joy in my eyes. "Yeah, I thought so too." He said, taking the microphone from me gently. "That's why I need to ask this." He motioned behind him, and the other band member came up behind him and me. He turned to look at me. I felt like he was speaking only to me as he spoke. "The guys and I have been thinking lately that we need to add a new member to the band. A girl." I felt my mouth drop, and my heart was pounding in my head. His eyes locked with mine.
"I think we just found that girl."
I could see of hear no one else, just the five people around me. The band. "Would you like to join My Chemical Romance?" He asked. All went silent suddenly, waiting for my answer. I looked around at the crowd first, seeing my sister, who was staring at me with wide eyes. I looked back at him and managed to utter one word.
"Yes."
This time the cheers were loudest of all. The man in front of me smiled. He spoke to only me this time. "What's your name?"
"Halle."
He looked at the crowd. "Everyone, this is Halle, the new band member!" He took his hand in mine again and raised them above our heads. I felt tears of joy in my eyes as Gerard Way looked back at me again. He spoke to me, only me, as the six of us walked off stage.
"Welcome to the band."
And that, my friends, if how I became the newest member of My Chemical Romance.