ᴛʜᴇ Qᴜᴇᴇɴ'ꜱ ʙᴀᴅ ʙᴏʏ PETE DAVINSONXREADER fiction

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While your overbearing friend and your ex were arguing, you quickly made your way to the exit. Your heart was racing. You got an uber. Your legs were wobbling just at the thought of seeing Pete again. You're going to a HOLLYWOOD party, never in a million years would you of thought you'd even step FOOT in one.

What if there's drugs?

What if Kim's there?

What if it's a cult?

It was too late to turn around you were already 3 minutes away from the address. The Uber driver seemed very interested considering they kept asking you over and over again how you managed to get into a party like this. You sort of felt compelled not to say anything, who knows what kind of news reports could come out if you said anything. You lied and set you were apart of set up crew for the TV show SNL and quickly closed the door behind you when you got dropped off.

The house was incredible. You were in shock looking up at this what had to be 3 story mansion with lights flashing out of the windows and doors. It was hard for you to take in and describe so you sort of just stood there staring.

You felt a presence next to you.

"Sheesh, I thought you'd never make it" 

Oh God it was him.

You look over to see a tall man, big lips, beautiful smile, baggy eyes. You quickly patted yourself , fixing your hair nervously. 

"Pete" You said . "Yep thats me, you ready to go inside?" He asked with a charming smile.

You nodded your head blushing. You followed him into what felt like a new world. Loud music, cash on the floor (which you were beyond tempted to pick up) girls half naked, bouncers, and...

The queen herself sitting on her throne.

Kim Kardashian.

She gave you  crooked look.She got up from her seat, she swayed her hips as she made her way to you and Pete, the crowed of people around her almost paved a way for her. She looked you up and down.

"Who's this?" She asked. You held your arm shyly. You were so star stuck you couldnt even spit out the words, I mean, THE Kim Kardashian just asked who the hell you were.

"The girl that helped me find a belt this morning"he said.

She stared blankly at you.

"oh" She said.

You internally sigh in relief.

"You're too kind to normies babe" Kim said to Pete in an almost playful way. She then looked back at you with intimidating eyes.

"You model sweetheart?" She asked.

You shook your head "no".

"What a shame" she said.

Pete looked a little uncomfortable. "That was a weird question" Pete said jokingly.

"If you said yes I would of had you on board to model Skims" She chuckled.

What the hell is skims?

"Um, anyways, let me get her comfortable, she probably doesn't even know what's going on" Pete said.

"She got here, she can figure it out"

She kneeled down to you, her breasts almost in your face, and her piercing eyes staring right into your soul.

"Have you been to an LA party baby girl?" She asked in an almost bratty tone.

You wanted to shake your head no, but you felt Pete tug you by the arm.

"I'll show her the drinks" He said.

It was just you and him in an semi empty incredibly large  kitchen. There were booze practically everywhere. "That was weird" he said leaning against the kitchen table.

"Hey isn't that-"

Pete looked very uncomfortable. He covered this forehead with his hand. "Yes, sort of...Yeah" he said shamefully.

"She's the literal Queen of America, wouldn't you be proud of that?" You questioned.

"Yes-but-I-...Look I really like my job. I'm a comedian, not a bachelor. It seems like the only way for me to get anywhere is to date literal A list girls. It gets so exhausting" He said.

Wow....

You stood next to him, now also leaning on the kitchen counter. 

"So...You're with her because..."

"Look I like her,I mean, who wouldn't date Kim right? She's a business woman, feminine, dedicated, hard working...Any guy would like that"

"Wow you listed everything BUT her curves" You said.

"That's probably why she latched on to me" he chuckled nervously. 

"So what's the matter?" You asked.

"I um...Well when I looked at you I just had this weird oppifany. I just totally forgot how fake all of this is" he said.

"Fake?"

"Yes, the shows, the contracts, the appearances- literally all my relationships  since I made it big or what the hell ever, its all fake...You remind me of what it was like to be normal. You didnt seem to even know who I was" 

Pete gave you a charming smile. "But- I didn't even do anything" you said.

"That's the point" 

You both gazed into each other eyes. Deeply.

Next thing you knew you both were in a bathroom, kissing passionately.

He had to be drunk. FIRST he complains about dating Kim, then next his hands are around your waist, picking you up and placing you on his lap. "Your so fucking beautiful" he said.

What is he crazy or something? You were in a house full of models, actresses, and Kim Kardashian yet he looked at you right in the eye and said you were beautiful. This guy has GOT to be wasted because there's no freaking way in hell.

"I don't get it" You said.

He placed a hand on your cheek gazing into your eyes, his arm wrapped around you, as you sat on his lap. "You don't need to, I can see it for myself"

Your heart melted at that statement.

This guy is either an extreme level of fuck boy you've never encountered before, drunk, a horrible boyfriend...

Or your soulmate. 

You quickly sat up from his lap.

"I can't" You said. He looked a little concerned and confused.

"W-what do you mean?" He asked.

Where you that dumb just now? How could you let some perfect stranger get you so wrapped up like this?  What's gotten into you?

"Its okay its okay" He stood up, towering over you, gently sliding a hand on your cheek.

It was like the house went completely silent. It was like it was just the both of you were together. 

"This is just what falling in love feels like, don't fight it y/n" he said. You looked away.

"You cant tell me that. This is so stupid"

"I already knew the second I saw you...I already know what your feeling, just go with it" he said.

There was a LOUD banging on the door.

"Fuck" Pete muttered.

"POLICE OPEN UP" You both hear.

Your heart was beating out of  your chest at this point.