Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz Imagines

Patrick Imagine #3

Your phone made that annoying sound it made when you got a text. You pick up your phone from the coffee table and check your messages. You got a text from Patrick. It was a little video clip.

You press play.

It was the Alone Together video. Patrick cropped it so it played, "I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead."

You didn't know what that meant, so you texted Patrick.

 You - Patrick, what's up with the video?

Patrick didn't answer.

 You - Fedora Boy. Answer me.

You wait a little while, just to make sure, he's not actually answering you. Patrick always answered you. You decide to call Pete to ask him what's with Patrick.

"Hello?" Pete answered, sounding sad.

"Hey Pete," you said. "It's (Y/N). Do you know why Patrick isn't answering my texts?"

You heard Pete start crying. He manages to spit out, "Patrick overdosed."

"No," you said, not believing it. "Are you at the hospital?"

"Yeah," Pete repeated.

"I'll be there in 10 minutes," you assure Pete.

"See you," Pete said and hangs up.

Quickly, you grab your phone and run out to your car. You start the car, and drive to the hospital.

You run into the visitors section. You see Joe, Andy, and Pete sitting there. Pete stands up and walks over to you.

You began crying, as Pete hugged you. "(Y/N)," Pete said, rubbing circles into your back.

You look up at Pete. "Patrick is in critical condition,"Pete said. "He's close to going into a coma."

Knowing your past luck, you know Patrick will most likely go into a coma.

You began to cry harder. Andy walked over to you and joins the hug. You feel Andy signal Joe over to join the hug, but Joe said no.

"(Y/N) (Y/L/N)," a nurse said. "Pete Wentz."

Andy let go as Pete maneuvered you and him over to the nurse.

"Yes?" Pete asked.

"Mr. Stump is not longer in critical condition," the nurse said. "But there is still a possibility of him going into a coma."

"Can she see him?" Pete asked.

"Yes," the nurse replied. "Follow me."

You let go of Pete and follow the nurse.

"What's you relation to Mr. Stump?" The nurse asks.

"I-I'm his girl-girlfriend," you mumble.

"You very lucky to be dating Patrick," the nurse said, smiling.

"Th-thank you," you said.

"You have no idea how long I've had on crush on him," the nurse announced.

"Wow," you said, trying not to laugh.

You reached his room. Patrick lay there, snoring cutely.

You walked into the room, and the nurse left. Carefully, you sat on the hospital bed.

Patrick moved a little, startling you.

"(Y/N)?" You heard a tiny voice say. "I'm sorry."

"Patrick," you said, guessing it was him. "You don't have to be sorry."

You moved towards him and looked at his face. Patrick looked so small.

Patrick put his hand on you cheek, looking you in the eye. "I'm sorry." he repeated, causing tears to form in your eyes.

You see that Patrick already had tears in his eyes.

"It's ok," you said. "I just hope you get better, soon."

"I will."

A/N

 I'm the worst. Sorry not sorry. And by the way, I'm not the original writer of this, I'm her friend. She said I could write something in this, so I did. Is my imagine good? Sort of? Not really? Ok then.