Save me ~ Mikey Way x Reader

X ~ Waffles

"Are you blushing? I've never seen you blush." He sat up in his bunk, propped up on his elbows.

"Me? Never." I joked. He playfully shook his head and looked out of his bunk. He wrinkled his eyebrows in confusion when he saw the dog pile of his band members on the ground.

"Don't ask." I said while walking away from the bunk area.

"WAFFLES ARE READY!" I yelled into the bunk area as I got plate down. All three of the boys that were on the ground came running in like a pack of hungry wolves. Gee fell in the doorway. 

"Head rush?" I asked. Gee replied with some inaudible groan. I grabbed the bottle of Advil and took two out for him. I poked him until he lifted his head. "Open." He opened his mouth as I put the two tablets in his mouth as well as water.

"What did you put in my brother's mouth?" Mikey asked questioned as he walked into the kitchen area.

"Advil." (not sponsored but I wish) 

"Oh. I was hoping you were drugging him." I shot him a confused look as Gee popped up from his spot on the floor.

"Prick." Gee mumbled as he sat down at the table. I dished up the plates and gave each of them a stack of waffles.

"Why did you make us waffles?" Frank questioned as he stuffed his mouth full of waffle.

"Do you really not remember last night?" I asked while sitting down with my own stack of waffles. They all shook their heads nervously.

"How bad was it?" Ray nervously asked. 

I laughed, "Let's see, you all played some drunk twister, a little bit of Ferard action," Frank and Gerard looked at each other nervously, "Frank, Gee, and Ray were begging for me to make waffles at one in the morning-"

"And Mikey asked y/n to dance with him." Gee said while smiling at his phone. So he did get a video of it. Great. I looked over at Mikey who was rubbing the back of his neck and blushing.

"Is Mikey Way blushing?" I teased. He rolled his eyes. 

"Anything else?" Frank asked through a mouthful of waffle.

"Not that I can think of." The boys looked relieved that nothing else mention worthy happened. While we were finishing up eating, I cleaned up the mess from making waffles and put the extra in the fridge.

"Thanks mom!" Frank joked.

"No problem Frankie." I replied with a motherly smile. Mikey smirked at me as I sat back down.

"What?" I asked while twiddling a lose strand of his hair between my fingers.

"Nothing." He smiled. I gave him a questioning look but soon dropped it. "Want me to teach you more stuff on the guitar? We have time till soundcheck."

"I'd love that." I replied while grabbing his old guitar that hes been letting me use. He shot me an odd look.

"You brought it with?" laughed Mikey.

"I need something to do while you guys are at soundcheck and stuff." I shrugged. 

"That's fair." He shrugged back.

~~~

"Like that?" I asked while strumming a cord. Mikey had a proud smile on his face.

"Learning fast are we?"

"You did watch my video of me playing. You should know I'm a fast learner." 

I looked down at my phone to check my notifications on Twitter when something caught my eye.

The time.

4:30

"SHIT MIKEY SOUND CHECK IS IN THIRTY MINUTES" I said while putting the guitar back in it's case. He got up as well and grabbed his clothes for the show.

"GUYS SOUND CHECK IS IN THIRTY" I yelled while running into the bunks where the boys were at. 

"WHAT?" Gee yelled while jumping down from his bunk.

"You guys can change in the dressing room, just grab you're clothes and go." I yelled to them. "I'm gonna go check you guys in and get passes." 

"We'll be right there." Gee yelled back.

I ran out of the bus making sure to grab my I.D. so they could verify that I can get their passes. Once I was in the building I was greeted by their tour manager.

"Hey y/n, where are the boys?" He asked in confusion. I had to catch my breath before answering. 

"Lost track of time..... On their way to change in the dressing room..... I came to get their passes." I panted.

"I already got them. Here." He said while handing me the passes, including mine which I threw on. I brought their passes into their dressing room and chilled in their until they came back. I brought the guitar and decided to play around with some riffs Mikey taught me. Not too long after, the boys came running in with their clothes in hand.

"Passes are on the table." I said while walking out so they could get changed in privacy. I waited out side the door until Mikey poked his head out saying I could come back. He was wearing the jacket he gave me the first night I met him. I love that jacket.

As soon as I came in and sat down, they had to leave for sound check, so I was in the room alone again. I didn't mind it though. I got to freestyle on the guitar a bit so that was fun. I came up with a few riffs of my own that I wrote down the notes too in my journal.

I was in the middle of playing with a few cords when there was a knock on the door. 

"It's open." I yelled to the person on the other side of the door. It was their manager whose name I learned was Brian. "Hey Brian."

"Hey y/n."

"What's up?"

"It's just that I thought I heard someone playing bass in here and it confused me." Brian said while sitting across from me.

"Oh yeah, that was me." I laughed.

"I didn't know you could play." Brian said while looking at my notes.

"Mikey taught me. Well, he taught me bass. I have experience with acoustic guitars but not bass." I explained.

"Have you ever played in a band?" 

Me? Played in a band? HA!

"Never even played on stage. I've only uploaded videos here and there on Youtube but that's it."

"Can you sing?" Brian asked. Where is he going with this?

"Well, yeah. I'm sorry but are you going somewhere with this?" I asked, mentally face palming at how rude that came out.

"Well, depending on how good you are at singing, playing, and performing, I was thinking maybe you could open for the boys. You know, warm up the crowd a little."

waIT WHAT? ME? ON STAGE PERFORMING? oH HONEYYYYYYY

"I-I don't know about that." I nervously laughed. 

"I'll look up your videos and I'll let you know. I think you should consider it." Brian said while walking out of the dressing room. "Oh and also, those riffs you've written down, look amazing. I wanna hear them soon."

Ohmygodmychemicalromance'smanagerwantsmetoopenforthemholynuggets

I sat there in pure shock at what he just said. He literally only heard me play around on the bass and now he want me to open for them? The only proof he has that I'm a singer is that I said I was. And now he's gonna look up my videos? Oh what have I gotten myself into.