Sugar, We're Going Down. (Peterick Fanfic) {NEVER FINISHING}

Up All Night

Pete's P.O.V.

I came up with our band name, 'Fall Out Boy' cause I'm just fucking smart like that, and now we are starting to learn how to play our new song. 

Am I more then you bargained for yet

That part is mostly down for my part...and also Patty, but we are still kinda teaching Andy and Joe their parts. It's sounding quite good for just starting to play a song we just finished tonight. "Okay, so like this for the intro...and then this for the first line?" Andy attemps to play his part, and almost gets it perfect. "So a bit more like this?" Andy screams over his drumming.

"SOUNDS PRETTY GOOD! NOW LOOK AT THE REST OF YOUR NOTES AND PRACTICE" Patty yells over the loud crashing and banging. "OKay." Andy replies softly. "Hey, I think I have this off the guitar Trick!" Joe comes up towards us and plays. Patrick joins in with him and they sound excat. 

Patrick and I take a break since we have been practicing this song since we started writing the song. We head upstairs from Joe's basement to grab waters and to call a pizza place. "Uh, yeah hi. I would like to order a medium vegan pizza! and a medium cheese pizza." I say to the delivery guy. (A/N- Joe is trying to go vegan for Andy in this fanfic...cause that's how I roll bitches.) 

Twenty-five mintues later a boy around our age brings us our pizza and tries to flirt with me, being a nice guy I just go with it. "You look nice...Pete, is it? I think I've seen you around school...or you are in my 4th period...ya now...Im Ryan Ross...from...Panic! at the Disco..Yeah." He says while blushing hard at me. "Oh, yeah Ryan! you are in my english class! Well here is your money and a tip for being nice...but sad too say we are going to beat your band at the Talent show." I say with a smirk on my face handing him his money.

"PIZZA'S HERE FEGGETS." I scream to Joe and Andy, who are most likely making out and not practicing but..that is their choice. They stumble up the stairs and run to the pizzas sniffing them up and down. "WHICH ONE IS VEGAN!" Andy screams while actually noticing the one labeled "VEGAN".  "Oh...nevermind" He replies to himself blushing.

We gobble down the pizzas since we all were starving. Once we finish we head back down to our "Recording" room.

Patrick's P.O.V.

Around 12:03 AM we start practicing with guitars, drums, bass, and my singing. Everything sounds great, we just have to keep practicing and trying harder to beat Panic! at the disco. "Okay guys, from the top again!" "But TRICK, We are tired as fuckkk" Pete whines. "Well, this needs to be perfect if we want that record deal. OKay?!" I say loudly.

*BLINGERRRRHhHHH BLINGREEEERRRRHHHHH*

"Sorry, that's me...take a break." I say as i run up the stairs answering my phone. "Thisss is Patrick" "OH GOOD YOU ARE ANSWERING YOUR PHONE UNLIKE PETER." Jessica screams into the phone. "Sorry...what did ya need?" "Just wanted to tell you guys thank you for taking the kid off my hands cause I really want to finish school and start law school....just a huge thank you from me. Next time we have an ultrasound Im going to give you guys hugs." "Okay Jessica, have a nice night" I say with a smile in my voice. "Thanks Pat, See ya soon." 

I run back down stairs, "Sorry, Jessica called to say thank you for giving her baby a home once it is born. Back to practice." Everybody is lying on their backs just half asleep. "WAKEEEE UPPPPP" "FuCK YOU PATRICK I NEED SLEEP FOR THIS GUITAR HAND" Joe yells baack flipping me off. Looks like everyone is sleeping so, might as well wait for school tomorrow.

NEXT DAY FIRST PERIOD.

"Who all did the homework I assgined the other day?" Mr. Armstrong asks, I raise my hand, and only me. Pete laughs, Joe just looks amazed, and Andy begins to raise his slowly with me. "Good Job Patrick and Andrew. Now, back to our notes." Pete looks at me and hands me a note.

That Ryan kid in my english class was the pizza guy and tried to flirt with me..

Uhm.....excuse meeeeeeeeeeeee, Ryan Ross....from Panic! WTF.

Yeah, kinda awkward for us both. 

The bell rings and I get up super sassy and walk out. Well guess who's locker is real close to mine...I really don't wish to see Ryan's face at all today after hearing that.. Yay.....fun days. I head to my locker and rush to get all of my things together.

As I walk onto my next class I see the one AND THE ONLY Brendon Urie. "Hey, It's Pattycakes," he says to me with a sparkle in his perfect smile. "And it is you, Brendon Urie!" I say right back my signature smirk. "So how's your song coming along, cutie?" Did Brendon FUCKING Urie just call me cutie..? Woah.

We end up talking all the way to our next class, free period, which we had together. Most of the times this year I sat alone listening to my music, but today Brendon plops his stuff right next to me and just sits there. I end up listening to my music, like most days, while Brendon looks at his YouTube© account for Panic! 

After he checks Panic's YouTube© he turns to me and motions for me to take out my earbuds. So, being the nice guy I am, I pause my Blink-182 and take out the earbuds. "Yes Brendon?" "Just wondering if you would like to go do something later tonight...ya know? Since you and Pete aren't 'offical' yet.."  Did Brendon Urie....just ask me on a date!? 

"But, Pete would still be really upset," I say back quietly. "But he doesn't need to know...does he?" "I...I guess not.." I say while jotting my number on to his paper. "Just don't go around telling everybody though.." "I won't." Brendon replies with a smile then turning away back to YouTube©.

TIME SKIP-5TH PERIOD

Pete's P.O.V.

I walk to English class with Ryan, a small kid that has a huge crush on me. "Do you know Brendon...?" "Yeah! isn't he the lead singer of your band?" "Well he is, but he is trying to sabotage you and your band...by like asking out Patrick and stuff.." Ryan says most likely wishing he hadn't, since he is like in-love with me.

"Thank you for telling me Ryan, that was really brave and sweet of you to tell me." I say before kissing his cheek then heading into class. Brendon has no idea what is coming to him this week. I start planning pranks to play on him the whole period. 

He is going to get it...Watch out Brendon.