A cold night in your room, where you lay in a deep sleep, it was quite late, at least it was 2:00 am. Your phone vibrated a few times, indicating that someone was texting or calling, but being asleep, you didn't hear it until a while later. You could see an endless number of messages from your boyfriend. It was usual for this to happen when he had bad days. Today was one of them, since his texts said "Sorry, I know you're sleeping" "Get up, gonna pick you up" "missing you rn." "lets have a ride" and stuff like that. Those messages were recent, and Gerard was paying attention to the chat so see if you read them. Noticing that you did, he immediately drove to your house, knowing that you were still sleepy and probably didn't even change into something.

you eventually put on more appropiate clothes to go out instead of a pajama, but it was still something simple. It was until after a few minutes, you heard your phone ring again, you picked up and Gerard told you he was outside of your home. His voice sounded emotionless, he was upset. You went to open the door to see him smoking a cigarette while leaning on his bike

"C'mon. get on the bike."