Lindsey’s POV

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Gerard knocked on the door and I answered. I handed him the papers along with all his stuff.

“Sign them and go back home to your boyfriend.” I spat.

“I will, thank you very much. Where’s Bandit?” He asked.

“It’s 7, she’s practicing piano like she always does.” I reply.

“Let me see her, she’s my kid too.” He whines.

“She’s busy.” Just as I say it, Bandit busts out of her room.

“Daddy?!” She yells.

“Hey Bee!” I rolled my eyes at him as he greeted Bandit. They hugged, talked, and after ten minutes I told Bandit to go back to practice. Gerard stared at me as if I had killed a dog right in front of him. “Take the stupid papers. I have to go home.”

I logged onto twitter and started typing.

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Gerard’s POV
I drove home, listening to old Moz records and singing along. When I got home, Frank was waiting on the porch.

“Need help with the boxes?” He asked.

“Sure.” I agreed, handing him a box. I grabbed a box and followed him in, watching my step and putting the box in the kitchen so that it wouldn’t get in the way. After I left the first box, I checked my twitter, @lynzway mentioned you in a tweet.

Fuck. I read it through. “@lynzway: @gerardway and I are getting divorced. He is now happily living with @FrankIero…”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

“Frank?” I called. “Come here…”

“Yeah, what is it?” He questioned.

“Look at this.” I showed him the tweet and he bit his lip.

“It’s not like they’re surprised. They’ve written so much fanfiction about us that they could write an unlimited series of books the size of Harry Potter.”

“Yes, but this means publicity. The last thing the band needs is publicity until the album is released!”

Frank looked up at me, “They probably knew we were writing it, don’t worry.” he kissed me softly. “We can just deny it until the album’s ready to go and the tour’s planned.”

I nodded my head in agreement, remembering that I had pulled Frank’s name for secret santa. I had no idea how that was relevant, but I had to get my first gift under Ray’s tree by Thursday and it was already Tuesday. Ray had given us all days to come in when only Christa would be there and that meant the entire week before Christmas, since we were celebrating Christmas from the 25th up until the very first day of 2017, the day before we’d planned to officially release the album. We had pulled everything together and had talked to record stores and we were basically pulling a Beyonce.

We finished unpacking and called it a night, climbing under the warm covers and cuddling.

Notes

Alright, I did half of what you want. Other half will be up in like 5 minutes.

I think the title is from "Online Songs" by Blink 182, can't remember