So, everyone knows that 99% of arguments, (1% of arguments never have a resolution, in the end) end up with an apology and making up. This is what happened after your first argument.
Joe: you had been staying at Catherine's for a long time now. It had been several weeks after you got into a fight with Joe. You hadn't talked to him or seen him ever since. Hell, you didn't even talk to the other three band members, although you and Andy talked once in a while. Even the girlfriends/wife of Fall Out Boy had ignored you. No one had been there for you after you guys fought, except for your family, Catherine and your friends.
"Hey. Someone's on the phone for you," your roommate says, handing you the phone. You took it from her and she goes back to getting ready for work. She was a waitress who got a huge pay, even if her occupation wouldn't pay much. She worked at a high end restaurant that wasn't very far from where you lived. It was actually the place where you met her, since she was the waitress for one of your dates with Joe.
Joe, you think. If only I didn't throw that bottle. Those bottles landed Joe's dick of a drinking buddy in the hospital. Thankfully, he never went near your former partner again after that episode.
"Hello?"
"(Y/N)? Thank god you picked up," you hear the voice of your former boyfriend.
"Joe? What are you doing on the phone?"
"Well, it looks like Catherine couldn't take this broken love anymore," he replies. You glared at your roommate and she gave you an apologetic look.
"Why did you call me?"
"I want to talk to you. About us."
"Alright, shoot"
"This time while I was thinking without you around has been driving me crazy. I thought about what I did to fuck this up and now, I swear I've been sober ever since you left. I knew I had to change. The only reason why I would get drunk was to get over the fact I got jealous when that guy started flirting with you and he thought I was a wimp when it came to drinking."
The memory horrified you. The bruises on Joe's face. The police arresting the guy, Jack. The two had gotten into an argument. But Joe started to act differently after that night.
"I'm really sorry, (Y/N). I hope you can give me a second chance. Pete and Patrick took my money and the drugs away, so I don't have either of those anymore."
"It's okay, Joe. Just don't do that again. If it happens again, we're done for good, no questions asked," you say firmly. You hang up the phone and see Catherine several feet away from you, a sad expression on her face. You go over to her and put your arm around her shoulder (in a friendly way). You then realize that she has tears in her eyes.
"I-I can't believe y-you're already leaving. I-I mean, I'm happy for you and Joe, but I-I liked your company. You were an awesome roommate," Catherine stutters out. She looks up and brings you into a hug. You hug back and whisper into her ear, "I enjoyed staying here too. I'll come back to visit you, and I'll make sure of it."
You pull away from the embrace. Over the past few weeks, you and her really bonded, you two were really close. Although Catherine wasn't as close as sisters to (Y/B/F/N), she was there for you when your friend wasn't. You grabbed your stuff and said good-bye once again to Catherine before leaving.
Patrick: you hadn't been yourself after you left Patrick. You had been staying at your parents's house for several weeks now. Your friend, (Y/F/N) helped you once you left him. You were a crying mess and she helped you get through it. He was your air. Without him, you couldn't survive. It might sound cliché, but he meant so much to you.
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Fall Out Boy Preferences/Imagines
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