Beep
Beep
Beep
That's what you heard. It was quiet. Nothing else. Steady beeping... and a sniffle.
"(Y/N)...."
Patrick.
"(Y/N), I know you hear me. Don't act like you don't. This is my fault. I wasn't there for you. I wasn't the friend you needed, and that almost got you killed." He took a long pause, as if he were contemplating whether or not to go on. "Which brings me to my next point. I don't wanna be just friends anymore. I love you, okay? A lot. And it killed me when you secluded yourself. When I found you in your bathroom, I was crushed and I-I stopped and you Could tell that his sniffling was full blown sobbing,
Open. Your. Eyes.
"So when you wake up, I'm debating whether I should kiss or slap you, but either is just as meaningful." His voice broke.
"Slap." You heard yourself say. Wait... you just spoke. You just used your vocal chords
"(Y/N)?" You heard Patrick's voice light up. "Say that again?"
You tried so hard to push your eyes open. You could only manage a squint for the longest time, until you could focus your vision on Patrick. his face shimmered with tears. "I said you should slap me." You grinned.
A huge grin plastered on his face. "Don't ever do that again!" He warned. His tone filled with happiness and authority.
"I won't. I'm sorry. Im just weird and I was thrilling of Mason & Alex and-"
You were cut off by Patrick's lips pressing against yours. You felt his lips curve into a grin. "Shut up. And I'm not gonna slap you."
"Good." You mumbled, pulling him back down for another kiss.
--a/n--
Awwww.
I'm so tired tbh. THIS US SHORT PLEH
-Emily aka Foblvr
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Fall Out Boy Imagines/Preferences
FanfictionIt's a collection of FOB imagines with maybe a Pref or two