"Love," Patrick said. "You should get some sleep."
"Since when are you my mother?" You said, angrily.
"I'm sorry," Patrick said. "I just think you should get your last good night sleep before you come on tour with us."
"Ok," you agreed.
You and Patrick both got ready for bed. Soon, you were already in bed.
"You're fast," Patrick pointed out.
"I like sleep," you said.
Patrick sat on the bed, and began playing with you hair.
"May I test something?" Patrick asked.
"Good ahead," you said.
Patrick began singing to you. "When the world ends, I hope we both go to Heaven. But still now, you are like my angel. I don't need to go to Church, just to feel blessed. Even when you die, I know you're watching over my head. Oh, oh. When the world ends, I hope we both go to Heaven. But, now and forever, you will be my angel. You will be my angel."
"That was amazing!" You said happily.
"I'm glad you like it, (Y/N)," Patrick said. "I just made it up right now."
"Still amazing," you repeated.
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Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz Imagines
FanfictionThe first one, I can't say the only anymore, Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz Imagines! This book follows imagines with both Pete Wentz and Patrick Stump... but they're not together... it's you and either Pete or Patrick... ya weirdos. Requested welcome...
