One shots (Ryden, Peterick, Freard)

The Tango: Maureen

Peterick~ inspired by the musical Rent
and the song The Tango: Maureen

He cheated. He fucking cheated. I know he did, he still smells like sweat and sex and his hair's sticking up in the back.

That fake stupid smile and the 'Love you, Pattycakes.' It's all a lie.

To Pete Wentz, love is just a fucking joke and I hate it.

Feel like going insane?
Got a fire in your brain?
And you're thinking of drinking gasoline?
As a matter of fact, honey, I know this act
It's called the 'Tango Maureen'

I hate the way he makes me love it.
The way he flirts with everyone, the way he laughs and brushes off my accusation. The way he assures me that he loves me, but comes home late and smells like sex.

He makes my head spin and my stomach turn. I toss and turn when he isn't there. I hate it.

And you toss and you turn
'Cause her cold eyes can burn
Yet you yearn and you churn and rebound.

And that's why I sit where I am right now, in the middle of a Starbucks across from Pete's ex-fiancée, MJ.

"Look, we just had sex a few times after we broke it off. He means nothing." She looked away guiltily.

I think I know what you mean
The 'Tango Maureen'
Has she ever pouted her lips
And called you 'Pookie'?
Never, have you ever doubted a kiss or two?
This is spooky
Did you swoon when she walked through the door?
Every time, so be cautious
Did she moon over other boys?
More than moon, I'm getting nauseous.

"That's not how Pete works, he makes you fall for him every time he so much as walks through the door. He makes you want to kill anyone he looks at wrong. Pete's a manipulative bitch, but you gotta love him.

She cheated, she cheated
Maureen cheated, fuckin' cheated
I'm defeated, I should give up right now
Gotta look on the bright side
With all of your might
I'd fall for her still anyhow
When you're dancing her dance
You don't stand a chance
Her grip of romance makes you fall
So you think, might as well
Dance a tango to hell
At least I'll have tangoed at all

"This mind game he plays. You've gone through it, you know you can't just dabble in this. He isn't the kind of thing you dabble in. He's the kind of thing you fall in love with and-"

"Hey, Patty, what are you doing here? With MJ?"

The 'Tango Maureen'
Gotta dance 'til your diva is through
You pretend to believe her 'cause in the end
You can't leave her
But the end it will come
Still you have to play dumb
'Til you're glum and you bum
And turn blue

"MJ and I where just talking about you, Pete." Panic flashed through his eyes.

"Why?"

"The Tango: Maureen." I stood up and looked at him, he was terrified.

"The 'Tango Maureen'
It's a dark, dizzy merry-go-round
As she keeps you dangling
You're wrong, your heart she is mangling."

And I walked out.

I looked back though the window and saw Pete looking confused before looking at MJ and kissing her. Full on the mouth.

"Why do we love when she's mean and she can be so obscene, my Maureen. The Tango Maureen."

I whisper-sang and closed my eyes, not wanting to see Pete anymore, and began to walk home.

None of the lyrics are mine, they are from the movie Rent
Xoxo
Alexander