(A/N: This is based on the song by Set It Off which I have included in the media section. Enjoy! Also the punk edit at the top is mine. Cool, huh?)
You sat in the van with Patrick, Pete, Andy, and Joe.
"Where's our next stop, Patrick?" You asked your boyfriend.
"Second hand jewelry store, baby. It's gonna be an easy one." He smiled. You nodded you head and picked up your sleek black gun. Joe sat in the drivers face with a hard look on his face. You guys were all friends, it's just been hard for awhile. Joe stopped the van and looked back at you four.
"5 minutes and then we've gotta go. 5 starting now." He instructed. You and the other two guys put on sun glasses, hopped out of the van, and walked into the store, Patrick leading.
"Everybody freeze!" Patrick yelled. The man sighed and turned to him, raising his arms. Pete walked up with the bag.
"Put the money in the bag, or we'll shoot." You yelled pointing your gun at the man. Patrick shot you a sideway smile and bit his lip. You smiled back before returning to your intimidating look. Pete collected the money and turned to leave. You and Andy turned to while Patrick followed, occasionally turning to point his run towards the man. You heard two gun shots and saw Patrick fall. He had a gunshot wound in his shoulder.
"Trick!" You exclaimed grabbing him. He put an arm over his wound as you pulled him towards the van.
"Dammit Patrick. Leave it to you to get shot." Pete sighed rushing towards Patrick's aid.
"I'll be fine. You okay Doll?" Patrick asked touching your cheek.
"Yeah. Just take it easy." You replied softly. You had an uneasy feeling. That man saw the license plate and he would call the police. You brushed off the feeling and watched Pete wrap up Patrick's wound. That night, you parked a secluded area. Everyone was asleep except for you and Patrick.
"Patrick?" You asked.
"Yeah (Y/N)?" He replied.
"How's your arm?" Patrick chuckled and kissed you softly. His cold lip rings gave you a strange feeling of comfort.
"I'll be fine Doll." He smiled pulling back from the kiss. It wasn't all the time Patrick let his guard down. Only with you.
"Patrick, I think that guy saw our license plate." You confessed.
"We'll be fine (Y/N). We're partners in crime, remember." Patrick said lifting up his hand to show a matching tattoo to yours. You smiled and lifted your hand too grabbing his.
"I love you Patrick." You smiled.
"I love you too (Y/N), till death do us part." He replied kissing your hand.
*Morning*
You woke up to the sound of sirens. You opened your eyes and peered out the window to see two police cars.
"Guys!" You said shaking Andy who was next to you. They all woke up and saw the police cars.
"What do we do?" You asked. Patrick sighed and grabbed his gun.
"Guys, we knew we weren't gonna live forever and we knew this would end." He said looking around.
"I don't know about you, but I'm not going back!" He exclaimed.
"I'd follow you into the ends of the earth. I'm asking you to follow me now." He finished before hopping out of the van. You and the other three followed. You went out guns blazing. Pete, Joe, and Andy were hit first.
"Shit!" Patrick exclaimed, pulling you behind the van.
"Patrick, what are we gonna do?" You asked a bit nervously.
"We'll fight it out Doll." Patrick said pulling out his gun. You popped up above the car door.
"You'll never take us alive!" You yelled before hopping back down. Patrick was reloading his gun while muttering to himself.
"If the heat comes close enough to burn, then we'll play with fire." He muttered.
"Come out with your hands up, we have the place surrounded." An officer yelled. Patrick got behind the door and fired a few shots. Every shot that was returned made you quiver in fear. Patrick came back and sighed sitting back next to you.
"You know what we have to do right?" He asked. You nodded your head solemnly. Patrick grabbed your face in his and kissed you passionately.
"I love you (Y/N)." He mumbled against your lips. You smiled and kissed him again.
"I love you too Patrick." You replied. Patrick stood up grabbing your hand.
"Come on." He said softly. You saw a playful but fearful look on his face. You knew what he was about to do and your eyes held similar fear. You both walked up with your hands raised. You passed the dead bodies of the guys. Patrick just chuckled darkly. The policemen still had their guns raised. Patrick reached behind his pants and quickly pulled a gun. The police shot him and you. You fell next to Patrick and he was the last thing you saw before everything went black.
A/N: I'm sorry if this lacks the romance you were looking for. Right now I'm feeling a bit scornful towards 99.99% of males (nice & cute band members being the 1%). I hope this wasn't bad. Thank you for reading.
