Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz Imagines

Patrick Imagine #9

A/N I literally am stealing this from @fedorafangirl. Don't hate me. At least I'm giving you credit.

Patrick had to work late, so you decided to surprise him by stopping by the recording studio.

While you were in your car, driving to the studio, Novocain played. You couldn't help but sing along.

You finally reached the studio. The parking lot was empty, except for Pete's car. He had to take everyone home, basically he was the chauffeur.

You got out of your car and walked to the entrance. Quickly, you look at where Fall Out Boy's room was.

Remembering the room number, you went to the room.

Before you opened the door, you wanted to know what they were doing, so you pressed your ear to the door.

"Fedora Boy," Pete said, mocking you. "Truth or dare?"

You laughed at how they were playing Truth or Dare as adults.

"Truth," Patrick said.

"What do you hate about (Y/N)?" Joe asked.

"Dare!" Patrick said quickly.

"I dare you to tell us what you hate about (Y/N)!" Pete insisted.

"Nothing," Patrick replied. "If I hated something about her, I wouldn't be dating her."

"Are you sure nothing?" Pete asked.

"She's annoying," Patrick blurted out. "She's annoying and sometimes over-dramatic. I just wished she would be more calm, especially when it comes to our band."

Your heart had been shattered by that point.

Wiping the tears from your eyes, you opened the door. Everyone looked at you.

"Love," Patrick said. "did you hear what I said?"

"All of it," you admitted, in a quiet voice. "If you really felt that way, you could have just told me."

You didn't want to hear what Patrick was going to say, so you walked out to your car. Patrick came after you.

You were sitting quietly in your car, when he knocked on your window.

You opened your door, hesitantly. "What?"

"I'm sorry," Patrick said. "I made that up. Your not annoying. If anything, when you talk a lot, it makes me happy because I get to hear more of your angelic voice. And, your a fangirl. I expect you to be over-dramatic when it comes to us."

"Really?" You asked, not believing any of it.

"Yes," Patrick replied. "And if you let me take you home, I'll show you a good time."

You stepped out of the car. "First you have to tell them our leaving," you said.

Patrick grabbed your hand and you both went back into the studio. "We're good," Patrick said.

"And," you added. "we're going to be leaving now."

"Yeah, leaving," Patrick said slightly smirking.

You two began leaving when Pete yelled, "Don't break the headboard!"

"Shut up, Peter!" Patrick yelled.

"I swear," Pete said angrily. "If you call be Peter one more time, I'll snap your neck."

"Ok," Patrick said. "Peter."