The Adopted Romance
Chapter 6-The Gig
Gerard's POV:
"Everyone out! I'm sorry, Heather,you're not old enough to come in. "I ordered as I smiled apologetically down at her.
"It's okay, I'll find something to do. I'm a little tired as well." I replied
"There's a good girl" I said,putting my hand on her head tenderly.
"I'm not a baby." She said, pushing my hand off and grinning.
"Here's my phone. If you need anything, call Rob. I spelt his name wrong so It's under Bob, okay? See you after the gig, then!" I called, handing her the phone and stepping out of the bus.
Heather's POV:
I could hear them from the bus. They sounded so good, just like My Chemical Romance. I listened to Gerald screaming out the lyrics to You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison and other songs. I sang and danced to a few of them and then that left me feeling tired. I lay down on the lounge for a short rest.
*~^2 hours later^~*
Gerard's POV:
"Aaaah, that was a great gig, guys. Good work!" I smiled encouragingly to the guys, hopping back onto the bus.
"Heather, we're back... Heather? HEATHER?!" I yelled, searching the bus for her.
"GUYS!!" I yelled as I ran off the bus at break- neck speed. "HEATHER'S MISSING!!!"
"Everyone out! I'm sorry, Heather,you're not old enough to come in. "I ordered as I smiled apologetically down at her.
"It's okay, I'll find something to do. I'm a little tired as well." I replied
"There's a good girl" I said,putting my hand on her head tenderly.
"I'm not a baby." She said, pushing my hand off and grinning.
"Here's my phone. If you need anything, call Rob. I spelt his name wrong so It's under Bob, okay? See you after the gig, then!" I called, handing her the phone and stepping out of the bus.
Heather's POV:
I could hear them from the bus. They sounded so good, just like My Chemical Romance. I listened to Gerald screaming out the lyrics to You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison and other songs. I sang and danced to a few of them and then that left me feeling tired. I lay down on the lounge for a short rest.
*~^2 hours later^~*
Gerard's POV:
"Aaaah, that was a great gig, guys. Good work!" I smiled encouragingly to the guys, hopping back onto the bus.
"Heather, we're back... Heather? HEATHER?!" I yelled, searching the bus for her.
"GUYS!!" I yelled as I ran off the bus at break- neck speed. "HEATHER'S MISSING!!!"