Make Some Noise (Gerard Way X Reader)
Part One
"Oh come on y/n, make some noise. Speak to me, I miss your voice." (y/b/n) begged you, grabbing your arm and shaking you.
You shook your head no, holding back your laugh at their desperate attempts to get you to talk.
They huffed, "It was just a stupid dare, no one actually meant for you to go through with it." they pleaded.
You rolled your eyes, 'Same thing as every other day.' you thought, sifting though the palm cards you were holding in your other hands. You smiled when you found the card and held it out to them.
"No (y/b/n), a dare is a dare. Oh come on y/n, I miss my buddy in class that would crack jokes. The quiet had consumed you and I don't think that's a good thing." they said, giving one last huff and walking away.
You mock laughed, shaking your head and turned back to face your locker, searching through it for a book you needed that day.
You felt a tap on your shoulder.
You turned around with a groan, ready to face (y/b/n) again, but to your surprise, it was a boy.
A pretty cute boy at that, he had blue hair and brown eyes, but you could notice the lighter shades of brown popping out because of the eyeliner he was wearing.
"Oh, I'm sorry to bother you. I'll just ask someone else." he said in almost a whisper, looking at the ground.
You frowned at yourself, you tapped his shoulder and he looked up at you.
You shook your, as if to try to say 'No, don't go.', hoping he'd understand.
He smiled, "So you'll help me?" he asked, his eyes shining bright.
You couldn't help but smile, his enthusiasm melted your heart.
"So, um. I have Science first." he said, shuffling his feet.
You tilted your head and turned your back for a minute to get your palm cards.
"Oh, okay. I'll go ask them." the boy said, starting to walk away.
You span around and grabbed his hand, a blush rushing up your cheeks.
He turned around and glanced at you and then at your intertwined hands.
"W-what are you doing to me? You give everyone a false sense of hope." he said, pulling his hand away and walking away.
You felt his words pierce you like a knife to the heart, you felt the heat begin to rise to your eyes and the tears sting the corners.
You heard the bell go off, but it sounded so far away.
The hallway slowly started to empty out, until it was just you standing there with your palm cards in your hand and eyeliner running down your cheeks.
Your legs gave way beneath you and you felt you exposed back hit the cold lockers.
You sobbed, silently, a trait you had mastered, curling up in attempt to try make yourself disappear.
You weren't even aware of how long you'd been there until you heard the sneers of the senors.
"Look at emo child, having a breakdown are we?"
"Crybaby, grow up and get over the tears."
"Oh no, did your eyeliner smudge emo baby?"
The sneers just made your body wrack as you sobbed harder.
"OUT OF MY WAY LOSERS. 'SCUSE ME COMIN THROUGH!" you heard a voice, you could register it as (y/b/n).
"You have to have someone save you, that's always the way, isn't it y/n?" you heard a distinctive voice and you knew who it was, his name was Vlad.
You felt (y/b/n) trying to comfort you, but you refused to look up.
"Well, are you going to answer me Emo Nightmare?" Vlad sneered, earning laughs from the crowd of populars and senors.
"Leave them alone."
