(I thought the video was so funny!)
Lucy woke up, and looked at the clock. Three-thirty a.m. . She stood, and quickly sat back down. She could tell someone was awake, going through the fridge. Lucy stood quietly, and tiptoed toward the kitchen. It was Pete. She could hear the anger in his words. "Stupid Patrick. Stupid Adam, stupid Joe. Stupid-" He turned around, a large burger in his hands. He put it down, and looked where Lucy was. Pete grabbed her shoulders, and pushed her to the ground. He positioned himself on top of her, yelling slurred words. It wasn't hard to tell he was drunk. Patrick ran out of his room, his reddish hair matted down, and beautiful eyes barely open. He hurled himself at Pete, and began to punch him. Lucy shoved the boys off, and started thrashing on Pete. Adam rushed out of his room, and pulled Pete away while Patrick pulled Lucy away. Pete's words were less slured than earlier. "Its not fair! Patrick gets all of the good girls!" Patrick cursed under his breath, and took Lucy to his room. He made a pallet on the floor, where he slept. At about 9:00 a.m., Patrick woke up, Lucy's head in his elbow. He carefully place her head on the pillow, and walked out of the room. Pete had calmed down, probably passed out from being drunk. Adam smiled as Patrick walked toward him. "She still asleep? I've never seen a girl sleep for about 12 hours!" Patrick nodded, and felt the top of his head. He had fallen asleep with it on his head, of course. He peered at what Adam was doing, which was cooking. Patrick couldn't see what he was cooking, though. He smiled as Lucy walked into the room, and sat down on the couch, were Patrick was sitting. The sat for a minute in silence, before Lucy spoke up. "What is Pete's problem with me?" Adam shrugged, "He is often forgetting to take his anger medications." Patrick snapped his fingers, "Bingo. Where is his medication anyway? Wait, where is Pete?" Adam checked the medicine cabinet. "His meds should be right here." Patrick looked around the house. "No Pete." Lucy stood. "I know what the f*** he is doing. He is gonna try to overdose." Patrick's eyes grew wide, and he rushed out. Lucy and Adam followed Patrick, until they reached Pete, who was on a park bench crying into his hands. Adam went and sat down next to him, and pulled the bottle of meds from his hand. " He only took one, as he is supposed to." He turned to Pete. "What's wrong?" Adam's voice was calm, as if he was speaking to a lost child. Pete wiped his eyes, twice, before answering "So, this morning, I was walking to calm down. And some idiot called me-" He put quotes around this part. "-'a suicidal emo who should kill himself.'" Lucy pulled out a pen and peice of paper. "Tell me what this douchebag looked like." Pete smiled when she said douchebag. "Tall, short black hair, blue eyes, male." Lucy wrote this down, then sketched a face. Pete nodded. "That's the face." Lucy put the paper away. She pulled Patrick aside. "Do you guys realize, we are still in pajamas?" Patrick looked down before laughing. Pete stood up, and began walking with the others following. When they arrived home, Joe was sitting on the couch, watching the news. Lucy sat down, and listened to the reporter.
(Breaking News!)
Lead singer of Fall Out Boy, Patrick Stump, was seen with new backup singer, Lucy Martin. Many people say they are never apart. Could this be the start of a new romance? Stay tuned.
( I called Andy, Adam before, but he is Andy.)
Andy turned off the T.V. , and looked at Patrick. Patrick had been running his fingers through his hair, and threw off his fedora. What he didn't realize, though, was he threw it out of the window. "Oh great," Patrick sighed. "Now all of the fangirls are going to worship it." Lucy walked into Patrick's room, something on her mind. Patrick followed her. She sat, him at her side.
"Something wrong?"
"I've been thinking...."
"About?"
"I really like you."
Patrick leaned over and kissed her. She looked out the window, and saw reporters.
"God d*mnint!" Patrick yelled.
And she knew why.
The News won't keep quiet.
