From The Coffee Shop To Here

Emma's POV

I took a seat on an amp that was pretty large. I giggled a little seeing the guys frantically running around trying to get everything in order for the show. The curtains to the stage are closed. I think we have about 10 minutes till show time. Once they were ready Frank comes over to me.

"I made ya something," he starts laughing. He puts something aroun my neck. I look down. It is a "VIP" neckalace. It was poorly made. It had a long string that went around my neck and it is tied to a piece of paper that's lamented. The paper was me. It is a poorly drawn picture of me in stick figure form. I start to laugh. I hug Frankie.

"Thanks Frankie," I say.

"No problem, you better wear it to every concert!" I laugh even harder. Frank walks away and puts his guitar strap around him. Gerard comes by me.

"Get off big butt! We're about to start!" Gee says and gently pushes me off the amp. I stick my tongue out at him. I jump off and walk towards the side stage. Then we here a guy on the other side of the curtain.

"Alright this is MCR!!" He exclaims. The curtain comes up.

"Good luck guys!" I yell at the top of my lungs.

"Alright this is Skylines and Turnstiles!" Gee says in the mic.

"You're not in this alone let me break this awkward silence let me go! Go on record be the first to say I'm sorry hear me out!" I start to jump around and sing along to the top of my lungs. Yup I'm the only one on the side stage. Frank turns his head and looks at me. He starts laughing and looks bak at his guitar.

After a couple songs later~~

"Okay this is our last song and it is Early Sunsets Over Monroevile. "

"Oh god," I whisper to myself. This song always gets me emotional. This song saved my life so many times. (A/n yeah it really did for me .-.) I start to sing along. I let my tears stream down my cheek. Then the song came to an end.

"There's a corpse in this bed," Gerard sings the final line of the song. "Thank you so much. Goodnight!" Everybody starts cheering and the curtains close. The guys all basically throw them self on the floor. I laugh. I walk over to them. I jump on Frank and then sit on his stomach.

"What the fuck Em?" Frank mumbles then chuckles.

"That was awesome guys!" I squeal.

"What were you doing over there? It looked like you were kinda having a seizure!" Gerard asks. I blush then laugh.

"It's called dancing er..sorta," I say. They all start laughing. Then a guy with a clipboard walks in.

"I need you guys to start heading out. We have a show we need to prepare for next. " we all nod. I get up.

"Emma can you help me up," Frank groans. I sigh and hold my hand out. He takes it. I start to pull.

"Damn fatass!" I say as I'm trying to pull him up. Once he got up I start to pant dramatically.

"Shut the fuck up!" Frank says and punches my arm lightly. I smirk. "C'mon guys lets fucking celebrate!" We all start to cheer. We run to the van (with the instuments in out hands) and dump the instuments in the back and we pile in.

"Okay bar or club?" Ray asks as he gets in the driver seat.

"Club!" We all say.

"Designated driver?" Ray asks. We all got quiet. I sighed and raised my hand.

"Me," I mumble.

"Thanks Em!" I roll my eyes and laugh. it wasn't that long of a drive to get to the nearest club. We got out and got in line. The line went by pretty fast. We walk in I am so fucking thankful this isnt a stripper club. I sigh in relief.

"Let's go!" Frank yells, or at least try to, over the music. He takes my hand and all of us go to the bar. I place myself in a tall stool. It didn't take long until the guys got drunk. It is a pretty funny sight to see. Gerard is twerking on Frank and frank is just grinding on him. Ray is just walking around and falling from every step he takes. And Mikey is dancing very weirdly he is just flailing around. I pull out a cig from my pocket.

"Dude do you have a light?" I ask the bartender. He nods as a no. Bleh fuck the world. I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around to see a cute guy actually. He smiles and sits next to me.

"Needed a light?" He asks. I nod. I place the cig between my lips and he lights it for me.

"thank you" I say he nods.

"What's the name?" He asks.

"Emma," I say. Did I forget to mention that he is hawt ;) he has a sleeve of tattoos on one arm. He has black whoosh hair that lay over his white piercing eyes. Also he has snakebites and grey beanie on.

"I'm Alexander," he says and smiles sheepishly. He bites his lip and he begins to lean forward. "I think you're cute," he murmurs in my ear. I blush so hard. He slowly leans back and he stares into my eyes.

"Th-thanks," I fiddle with my "VIP" neckalace. Then as cliche as it gets a fucking slow song comes on. Well a sorta one.

"As much as I fucking hate this song y-ya wanna dance?" God I hate this song too. It's wrecking ball ew no. I smile an take his hand. We walk to the dance floor and we start swaying.

"Can I show you something?" Before I could answer he drags me to a dark corner. He starts to kiss me everywhere on my face. I push him off harshly. "WHAT THE FUCK IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?" He shouts "fuck you," he slaps my face and spits on it.

"FUCK YOU ASSHOLE!" I scream. I'm a naive bitch. I storm back to the barstools. The guys walk to me.

"You guys ready to go?" I ask they all nod. I take the keys form Ray and we head out. I gt in the driver seat and Frank sits in the passenger.

"I-is that blood?" He hiccups between the words. I look at myself on the rear view mirrow. Fuck it is blood. The bastard. I clear off the blood from under my nose.

"no," I say sternly and drive back to the hotel. The moment we step in the hotel the guys pass out everywhere and I go and take a shower. Once I'm done rinsing off I step out and look at myself in the mirror. He left a small purple bruise on my cheek bone. I sigh and get dress. I get out and climb into bed and wrap myself in the blanket and let sleep takeover

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