You sat on your bed looking through your old yearbook. You saw pictures of you and your best friend Patrick. He was due on tour tomorrow and would be leaving you for a long time. Him and three other guys in his band, Fall Out Boy, just put out an album called Take This To Your Grave. As you flipped through the book, there was a knock on your window. You jumped and looked towards it. Patrick was standing there with tears in his eyes. You quickly opened the window and helped him in.
"Patrick, what's going on? You start tour early tomorrow." You asked hugging him. He sobbed onto your shoulder as you rubbed circles in his back.
"Trick, I need you to calm down and tell me what's going on." You said softly.
"I'm scared (Y/N)." He sniffled.
"Scared of what?"
"Losing everything I've ever known, losing all my friends, and losing you."
"Patrick, I don't get it."
"I'm scared to tour the world and leave all this, Chicago, my parents, and you, behind. I'm scared of starting a new life." You led him to your bed and the two of you sat down.
"Patrick, Chicago will be here when you get back, your parents will be here when you get, even I'll be here when you get back! Patrick, everything will be the same here. The only difference is that you're gonna be making people happy with your music and living YOUR life." You explained.
"What if I see you in my life?" Patrick muttered.
"Huh?"
"I love you (Y/N)! I don't wanna leave you and then you find someone better than me. I feel like such a dork for not telling you sooner. Now I'm leaving and we can never be anything." You looked at Patrick and pulled his head to yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck and his arms went around your waist. You pulled back when you realized you were kissing a boy, on your bed, with a black tank top on and pink shorts.
"I love you too, Patrick." You smiled in return. Patrick smiled, but soon it faded.
"Too bad we can't be together." He muttered.
"Yes we can." You realized.
"How?"
"Patrick, this can work. You won't always be on tour. When your not, you'll be with me, and when you are, I trust you and I hope you trust me." Patrick smiled and hugged you.
"I love that idea." He replied. You giggled and hugged back. Patrick looked at the clock. 2 AM.
"I should go. I have to leave tomorrow and all. I promise I'll be back soon though." He said. You kissed Patrick and smiled.
"I'll be waiting." You sighed.
"I'll be sure to hurry then." He replied before hopping back out the window.
