Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz Imagines

Pete Imagine #4 (Part 1)

You and Pete had 'fun time' 4 months ago. A week after, it turned out you were pregnant.

"5 months," Pete says. "until my boy is here."

"Hold up," you say, looking at Pete. "How are you so sure it's a boy?"

"I know it is," Pete replies.

"How?" You ask.

"Because," Pete begins. "boys come from doing it easy."

"Eww!" You yell.

"Fine," Pete says, still smiling from his maturity. "if it's not a boy, then is it a girl?"

"I'm not going to tell you the gender," you remind him.

"Then why did you tell everyone else?" Pete asks, quivering his lip.

"Because," you say.

"Well," Pete says. "we're naming him Bronx."

"No," you disagree. "We're naming him Daniel."

"Bronx," Pete insists.

"Daniel," you insist.

"Bronx!"

"Daniel!"

You two went on for half an hour.

Pete's phone starts ringing.

He signals one second and answers it.

"Hello? Nothing. Yes! What?! Ok, I won't."

"What?" You ask.

"Joe needs coffee," Pete replies.

"And he called you?" You ask.

"Yeah," Pete says. "He likes his coffee."

"Well then," you say, turning to face the T.V.

Pete puts one of his arms around you and his other hand on you stomach.

"I found out your gender," he whispers to your stomach, quiet enough for you not to hear.