when every starfall (pafp gerard way needed) brought you to tears again

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    Basically, Bailee and Gee meet in 2004 in New Jersey, but their friendship lasts for only a month, before Bailee has to fly back to Florida. Then, in present time, un-married Gerard finds himself in Florida and so on and so forth.
    Also, please be active, and no one liners.




    Bailee walked drowsily down the sidewalk, obviously very tired from lack of sleep due to night terrors. She had flown all the way from Florida, to vacation in New Jersey for a month or so until she felt the need to go back home. She had rented a temporary home, and it was pretty okay for just one person, it was her kind of style, too. Always smelled like coffee in the morning.


    It was 8:00 in the morning, and she had run out of coffee at the house, and decided Starbucks would be good. Sighing as she strolled down the sidewalk with her hands in her pockets, her long auburn hair sat on top of her head in a messy bun. Her eyes were grey, with bags under them, showing signs of her lack of sleep. She was wearing jeans, solid white converses, and a light grey hoodie. It was daylight, and she squinted at the morning sun, almost hissing but it just turned into a groan and a "Sh-t, man, really..?"


    Entering the Starbucks, she yawned, and was welcomed by the barista. Telling them what she wanted, she moved to sit at a small table for two near the window. She rested her head in her hands, half asleep as she listened to the faint café music, surprisingly, it was Early Sunsets Over Monroeville by My Chemical Romance, and she was loving it. She began to hum to it..

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    Gerard hastily walked down the street. It was a dumb morning, and at an hour he'd rather be in bed. I guess you could say it was a Monday. What a nice pun. Strolling down the sidewalk in pain since he couldn't go home and sleep for another consecutive 75 years, the man, barely in his twenties, slung open the door to Starbucks with a rather dramatic.. introduction? More like him calling his order out before he even got to the counter.
    At home, nothing was happening anyway. The band was on a short, one-month break. If you wanted to call it a break, anyway. It was more like Christmas shopping; planning tour dates, schedules, and songs and wrapping up more albums and merch for the next time the band piled up in the bus. It was also a time to pull everything out of his suitcase, wash a years worth of dirtied clothes in less than four weeks, and barely get any rest. That was called a break. But at least he could finally take a calm, long two-hour shower without being yelled at for using up all the hot water. It was also the time to restock on cigarettes, coffee, and booze. But maybe he'd be better off without the booze. He always gave in, either way.

    Yawning, the auburn haired girl was leaned against the table top as she sat in her chair, her head propped up by her elbow. She heard someone come into the cafe, and looked up to see Gerard Fxcking Way standing there. She didn't mean to stare, but she sipped at her coffee as she did. But when the girl realized she really was staring, her hazel eyes immediately made their way to the center of the table she sat at.


    Biting her lip, she held her cup with two hands, after pulled at the sleeves of her hoodie, gripping the cup tightly with a slight shiver. She kept her head low, trying not to fall asleep once again, and also keeping alert.


    v short

    Gerard got his coffee, miraculously for free, and sat down at the table across from the girl. "Do you mind if I sit here? I've been walking all morning, and there's really no where else to sit." he pointed out, his brown eyes darting around the room at suddenly full tables.


    sobs bc same

    Bailee looked up to see him sit in the chair across from her, her lips leaving the coffee cup straw "Oh, I don't mind at all." she replied, nearly choking before she cleared her throat. She gave a quick rub to her eyes, before resting her head on her fist propped up by her elbow. Her grey eyes stared out into the arriving day, the grossly bright street, the people strolling along with stupid looks on their faces. It was gonna be one of those days..

    "Thanks." he muttered, staring at his sketch pad. He didn't fully realize it at first, be he was sketching out a human. A girl, perhaps? Yeah, a girl. And it looked eerily like her: auburn hair, stormy eyes, and an aura about her posture that signaled she'd rip your throat out if you rubbed her the wrong way. He pulled out some markers, coloring it almost perfectly to fit the actual scheme of her, and every hue matched like it was an actual photograph, taken right then and there.

    Quietly, Bailee sipped at what was left of her coffee. She looked over to see him drawing, and the drawing was absolutely gnarly. It looked just like..her? Was it her? It had her hair, facial structure, even her vague eyes. She was completely amazed, and it made her smile, before she returned to her original position when she wasn't looking at him, but outside into the streets. She still kept the thought of Gerard sketching her and drawing someone like her, so gorgeously.

    Now, Gerard was adding little details, like every single little freckle on her face. He didn't really know why he was drawing her, but he felt the need to do it anyways. He looked up, seeing as he hadn't taken a single sip of coffee, and he eagerly chugged a bit of it before standing up, scribbling something in black pen on the artwork, and leaving without a word.


    "You're a very interesting looking person. I'll see you again, sometime soon, I hope. -G.W"