Fall Out Boy Preferences/Imagines

Andy Imagine: It Was Always You

It was always you
Falling for me
Now there's always time
-Panic! At The Disco, Always (http://youtu.be/lAMBMNur8S0) (huge thanks to rac06h10ael for helping me with this. Go check out her Patrick Imagines book, they're awesome!)

Tonight was the big night: prom. You might've not been asked to prom, but you didn't care. Fall Out Boy, one of your favorite bands ever, was performing. You were gonna have fun, no one could get in your way. You looked at yourself in your mirror, your (F/C) dress looking nice on you. You smiled and added jewelry to your outfit. Tears came to your eyes when you saw the necklace your grandmother gave you before she passed away.

Just as you were about to clasp the necklace around your neck, you hear a car horn horn from outside.

"Come on, (Y/N)!" (Y/B/F/N) screams to you from her car, "we're gonna be late!"

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" You call back, even though it wasn't loud enough for your friend to hear. You mess with your (H/C) (H/T) a little bit before walking quickly out of your bedroom and downstairs.

"Oh, (Y/N)! You look so beautiful!" Your mother catches you before you have the chance to leave. You smile wearily. "Let me get a picture of you!" She exclaims, "Just let me find the camera!" And she disappears. You didn't want to make your best friend wait any later so you grasp the door handle and leave before your mom can return with the camera.

You open the door to (Y/B/F/N)'s car and hop into the passenger seat, pulling the seatbelt across your chest and buckling it.

"I thought you would never come out and skip prom," your best friend jokes before pressing down on the gas pedal and propelled you as well your two friends in the back, forward.

*15 minutes later* (*guy who said the time things in Spongebob voice*)

You and your friends arrive at your high school. You walk in with them and you're immediately welcomed with your favorite Fall Out Boy song being played throughout the whole gymnasium. You smile widely before following your friends to where the prom is being held. The lights are dimmed and there is a large crowd of students around the stage at one end of the gymnasium. They finish up the song and cheers fill the air. You even clap yourself.

Your friends join you in clapping, your best friend grabbing your hand and pulling you with her to front of the stage. She ran there with your two other friends behind you. You reached the very front of the stage, looking up to see Patrick, Pete and Joe. You look behind Patrick to see Andy staring at you, blushing. You look away, blushing and giggling in the process.

You always had a crush on the drummer, from when you met him freshman year to now, your last year of high school. You just never had the guts to confront him about it, even if you two were in the same math class.

"Are you ready to Dance Dance?!" Pete rhetorically asks the crowd in a yelling voice. Screams fill the air once again, bringing a smile to the bassist's face.

Pete starts his bass solo at the beginning, the others joining in after. Patrick sang into the microphone, beginning to play the guitar.

She said she's no good, with words but I'm worse
Barely stuttered out "A joke of a romantic", or just stuck to my tongue
Weighed down with words too over-dramatic
Tonight it's "It can't get much worse" v.s. "No one should ever feel like......."

You sang quietly along with Patrick for a little bit whilst dancing with your friends. You were always embarrassed with the fact you had a good singing voice. Your friends, on the other hand, thought you shouldn't be afraid, but be happy and sing loudly.

You suddenly looked up at the stage for Andy to, once again, look directly t you. You blushed a beet red. You felt really embarrassed.......but you kept on dancing. You saw him smile out of the corner of your eye.

Just as the song ended, Fall Out Boy announced that they needed to take a break, and Panic! At The Disco came on. You walked towards the punch bowl on the side, hoping no one had spiked it. You looked at the red substance and saw that nothing was wrong with it. You took the big serving spoon and poured some of the juice into the cup you had.

"Hey," you hear from behind you, scaring you and causing you to spill your drink onto your chest. You let out a slow, long breath to make sure you didn't throw a bitch fit for getting a really expensive dress ruined that you promised your mom that you wouldn't ruin, "oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! Here, let me go get some---"

"Andy, it's fine. Just, don't startle me next time. Please," you say as calmly as you can. You put on your long sleeved black cardigan that went down to your waist, "See? All better. Well, almost," you add.

Andy chuckles at your remark. You giggle and blush a little.

"So, I was wondering, (Y/N). If you'd like to dance......with me.......for the next song?" He asks, prepared for you to turn him down. He starts to shyly back up, but slowly and not backing up with big steps. You rush up to him and accept his offer. Just then, Brendon says into the microphone that they were going to play a slow song. He then slings his acoustic guitar over his head and plugs it into the amp.

(A/N I know Vices & Virtues would've been out after the guys graduated high school, but for now, it's already out and they're still in high school)

When the world gets too heavy
put it on my back
I'll be your levy

You had your arms around Andy's neck, his arms around your waist. Your head was on his shoulder and you two slowly swayed to the music. You looked over to see (Y/B/F/N) dancing with her crush, (H/F/FOB/M), your other two friends dancing with the other two. You smiled to yourself and looked back up at Andy to see him looking back down at you. You slowly leaned in and kissed him. Fireworks instantly went off and you quickly pulled away, scared that he would look at you differently from now on. He surprised you by kissing you again, and you felt more fireworks go off. You felt like you were on cloud nine.

And those were the first two kisses you had shared with your husband.

A/N I'm sorry fob_mcr_arebae if I stole something like the ending of one of your requested imagines in your book for the ending. Whoops. Please don't be mad at me. *hides before getting injured*

Song on side- Dance, Dance-Fall Out Boy

QOTI: who's imagine do you think you'll like the best?

Just a warning but Pete's first imagine is kinda sad.

-the_infinite_author