M. Way - Go Ahead

                                    

                                          
/mikey x reader/
                          
"I can't... I'm sorry" was the last she said to Mikey as she walked out the door, her duffle bag on her shoulder.
                          
Mikey wiped the salty tears that ran down his pale cheeks as he leaned his back against the headboard of his bed.
                          
"what did I do wrong, Y/n?" he whispered.
                          
| t h r e e y e a r s l a t e r |
                          
Mikey smiled as waved at the adoring fans below the stage. Gerard wiped tye sweat off his forehead, "Thank you and goodnight (home town)!"
                          
Mikey's eyes roamed around the hundreds of audience, wanting to see something. Someone.
                          
When he didn't his smile faded away and he walks off the stage after Frank. 
                          
They walk to the tourbus, Mikey covering his eyes from the flashes of the paparazzi cameras.
                          
He got in and went start to his bunk, pulling off his top. He ran a hand through his straightened hair and searched for his phone in the bed.
                          
"Mikey!" Frank shouted making Mikey jump, his head hitting the upper bunk. "Sorry" Frank laughed and Mikey turned to him, rubbing the sore part of his head.
                          
"What?" he asked, pained and annoyed. "The boys are heading out, you coming?" Frank asked.
                          
Mikey nodded, "you guys go ahead, I'll catch up" he said and Frank nodded before heading out the bus.
                          
Mikey heard the door close and the whole bus was silent, he breathed in deeply. 
                          
He found his phone under his pillow, pressing the on button. The lockscreen made him sad, it was a candid picture of her.
                          
Y/n. She was starring at Mikey, that she didn't notice Mikey snapped a picture of her. Her eyes were in pure awestruck and passion yet Mikey shook his head.
                          
That was three years ago. She may have found someone new. 
                          
Mikey puts on a t-shirt and a coat on, walking out the tourbus.
                          
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Mikey hummed a song as he receives a text from Ray, telling him where they had gone to.
                          
"Oh! I'm sorry!" a familiar voice said as Mikey drops his phone. Mikey hissed and picks it up, a hand falling on his.
                          
"I'm so sorry" the voice apologizes again.
                          
That sweet and soft voice. Mikey looked up and his heart fluttered and broke at the same time.
                          
There stood the girl he loved his entire life. The girl who fucked him up badly and the girl he was willing to give up everything.
                          
"M-mikey" Y/n whispers as she pulls her hand away. Mikey takes his phone and puts it in his coat pocket.
                          
"I-i need to go" she stuttered, quickly turning away. Mikey swiftly grabs her wrist and turns her around.
                          
"Go ahead! Shout at me! Be angry!" she said, tears threatening to spill from her dull eyes.
                          
"I left you and you have the very right to be angry at me, Mikes" she whispers, feeling her own tears flow down her cheeks as Mikey assuring gave her wrist a squeeze.
                          
Mikey remained silent as he blinks a complete of times, putting his hand on one of her cheek.
                          
"Say something, Mikey!" she said.
                          
"You still look as beautiful as ever" he whispers, wiping her tears away. 
                          
Y/n cried silently and Mikey pulled her into his chest, letting her cry. 
                          
She missed this. He missed this. 
                          
"I'm sorry for leaving" she croaked out. Mikey shook his head, "no, I'm sorry for not fighting for you"
                          
She looks up and Mikey smiles weakly, "I missed you" he said, caressing her cheek.
                          
"I missed you too, Mikey" 
                          
"Is there any chance we can try again?" Mikey asked in a hopeful tone. Y/n entwined their hands together, she smiled and kissed Mikey's cheek, "of course, Mikes"