Overloaded Love (Pete Wentz fanfiction) ~COMPLETED~

Hot to the touch, cold on the inside

SAMMY POV;

"You fucking cheated on me you asshole" I scream into my boyfr..ex-boyfriends face "Babe its not what it looks like we were just watching a movie she made a move on me not the other way around" I could feel the anger wash over me as I step forward and punch him clean in the face "get the fuck out of my house you bitch" I say basically picking him off the ground and throwing him out of my house and out of my life.

I did the first thing that came to my mind and right now my best friend is alcohol I wipe the tears away from my eyes and stroll over to the kitchen cabinet and pull out a unopened bottle of Vodka I sink down to the floor and start drinking my feelings away.

2 days later
I haven't stopped drinking I am very tolerant towards alcohol tonight I am going out by myself I need to get out of this fucking house it makes me feel like I'm in a jail cell when I am living in this house.

I go into my bathroom as look at myself for the first time in days damn I looked like shit my makeup was making me look like a clown I start off with washing my face then taking a shower I rinse myself wash my hair.

Once I was done I wrapped a towel around me as I walked into my bedroom and went to my closet I opened it and choose a outfit out mainly black I'm always the type of person that matches there clothes with there emotions.

I put on a black tank top followed by a leather jacket some ripped skinny jeans and my black converse shoes I go and put a little bit of makeup on not to much but just enough to make me not look like an idiot.

I make my way out of my house and head down the street since I live in the city the bar is right down the street which in this case is very convenient.

I walk in and hear the music being blasted and the chatter of guys placing bets on who is going to win the football match that is being shown across the bar, I find a somewhat quite seat in the back corner and order a drink.

I am just sitting there watching the television god I hated Football but not as much as I hated Adam (ex-Boyfriend) it was our fucking three year anniversary and he decides to have sex with a fucking striper there were signs but I shook them off cause he was a nice guy...at heart.

I'm minding my business until I hear one of the most annoying scream I have ever heard "ahhhhhhh omfg you are Pete Wentz holy smokes" some girl says jumping up and down I roll my eyes she eventually steps aside and sure enough Pete Wentz is standing there I mean he is very hot and all but hasn't he got a wife and a child like what the fuck is he doing here.

I stare at him seeing what he was going to do about the annoying fan girl that is making him take selfies with him he looks at me with pleading eyes god I feel sorry for him but it's kinda his fault cause you can't be famous and not expect to have girls surrounding you 24/7.

He is still staring at me I sigh and get up and head to the girl and Pete "Umm...yeah hi" I say to the girl tapping her shoulder she turns around an looks at me "Mr Pete Wentz is busy right now he needs to go to an important inteview" I say in a polite voice "and who are you" she says in a bitchy voice I glance at Pete then back at the girl "I'm his...assistant now Mr Wentz needs to go now" I say in a aggressive voice she glares at me then walks away "thanks" Pete says sighing with relief i smile "no problem" I say as I go and grab my bag and walk back out of the bar.

I hear footsteps behind me and soon they are right next to me "what's your name" I look up its Pete I smirk "Sammy" he smiles "how did you know who I was" he says "well maybe it's because your in a very famous band" I say sarcastically "wow sarcastic" Pete says slightly nudging me "that's me anyways should you be going home to your wife and kid" he doesn't respond "well where's your boy tonight a girl alike you can't be single" Pete says "you would think so but no my asshole of a boyfriend cheated on me with a striper on our three year anniversary" "well he sounds like douche" I chuckle to myself "well I need to go bye Pete" "can I at least get your number" I turn around and look at him "I will follow you on Twitter lets see if you can find me and if not you might find me drinking in a bar" I say as I walk away.
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