---3rd Person POV--

As they walked down to the Starbucks Coffee that was around the corner Gerard made some small talk.
"So what's your name?" He asked politely
"I'm Y/N, and you are?" You replied.
"I'm Gerard" He said with a laugh "So what brings you here Y/N?" He asked
"Oh I just moved in down the street, but none of my stuff is here yet, so I'm stuck in ah such a Beautiful hotel." You said sarcastically
"Oh cool! Want a little tour of Jersey tomorrow?" He replied
"You'd do that?" You asked
"Of course! You seem like a nice girl."He said
"That is if you want the tour.. Not to rush you into a friendship or anything, You don't hardly even know me! Oh god I probably sound like such a creep!-" He babbled
"Oh no! I'd love the tour Gerard! You don't sound creepy at all, you do sound really friendly though." I replied
"well now I just sound stupid." He said with a laugh. "So you want that tour?" He asked
"Sure!" I said "You are the nicest person I've met so far. there was this old woman on the sidewalk about to cross the street, and I tried to help her carry her stuff across and she yelled at me that she can take care of herself, so unless your that old woman in disguise, your the nicest person I know in NJ other than my
"Friend" Bert who works at the hotel."I said

--time skip brought to you by a mf fire truck--
Y/N's POV
As Gerard and I ordered our coffee I realized that he got 4 strong coffees....
"Why so much coffee?" I asked him
"Cause I'm gonna be at a recording studio later with my band and I don't wanna pass out while singing cuz that would be inconvenient. And my band mates might draw a mustache on my face if I do fall asleep, that would probably be worse than just taking a nap." He replied
I just gaped at him for a moment before actually ordering my coffee. Then we sat at a booth.
"So your in a band?" I asked him.
"Yep." He said popping the p "Lead singer in an extremely unpopular band called My Chemical Romance. This is only our second album, so literally nobody knows who we are." He said
"That's so cool! I've always wanted to be in a band." I said.
Then Gerard got a call. It lasted for about 1 minute. It consisted of Gerard being screamed at for being late for recording by who I assume is one of his band mates.
"Shit! Uh.. I gotta go but here's my number!"
He said thrusting a little piece of paper off the receipt at me and running off. I put the number in my phone as "Gerard the Coffee Guy" and headed back to the hotel.

--End Of Chapter--
Authors note
There it is! The second chapter.Now we have Gerard's phone number! time to see how this shitty thing goes. I hope he closed the GodDamn door behind him. We wouldn't want to summon beebo now, would we?