Suicide Lane (Patrick Stump Fanfic)

Chapter 19

Patrick's POV
"WAKE UP!!! WAKE UP!!! WAKE UP!!" I shouted while jumping on the bed.

It's been a week, today is the beginning of tour.

"I'm up, I'm up, Jesus." She rubbed her eyes.

I kissed her cheek, "The bus will be here in two hours."

I got up off the bed and grabbed our suitcases. I put them by the door and then went back up to the room.

Willow was sitting on the bed. I crawled onto the bed and wrapped my arms around her waist, "Are you excited?"

She nodded, "Yeah."

I kissed her cheek and she got up.

She went into the bathroom and closed the door.

I got dressed with the clothes I left out for me and put on some socks.

I grabbed my converse and put them on.

I ran into the living room and sat on the couch. I turned on the TV and waited for Willow.

I checked my phone, 100%, sweet.

I put it in my pocket along with my headphones.

After about an hour, Willow came down. She put some stuff in her suit case and then straddled over me.

I smirked, "Hey."

She wrapped her arms around my neck, "Hey."

I placed my hands on her waist and she wrapped her arms around my neck.

We leaned our foreheads together and we kissed, passionately.

We did that for about ten minutes.

She pulled out and smiled, "Please promise me you will have sex with me whenever we stop at a hotel."

We laughed, "I promise."

She kissed me again and then got up. She went into the kitchen and she came back with some coffee and pop tarts.

We quickly drank our coffee and are our pop tarts. We heard an over exaggerated honk.

It's time!

We grabbed our stuff and ran outside. I locked the front door and put my stuff in the trunk.

She put her stuff in the trunk except for a few things and then ran inside the bus.

I quickly followed after her. We all said our hellos and then talked for a while.

Willow looked up at me, "I'm going to use the bathroom."

I nodded and she got up.

After about five minutes she came back smiling.

"What?"

She giggled, "You will see in a minute."

Pete got up and smiled, "Well, we have seven hours until we get to the first venue. I'm going to sleep."

We all nodded and he left to the bunks.

"GOD FUCKING DAMMIT WILLOW!"

Willow started bursting out laughing.

"YOU TOOK THE GOOD BUNK!"

She kept laughing and grabbed her stomach, "I'm laughing so hard it hurts!"

I started laughing too and Pete came in, "You win this round Blues, but next time you will pay."

He ran back to the bunks and angrily flopped in one.

When the laughing died down, I smiled, "You didn't go to the bathroom, you got the good bunk."

She nodded and we kissed. We are sharing a bunk so it works.

She held my hand and we walked back to the bunks.

It's nine am we got up at seven. Oh sweet! It was the nice bunk.

This bunk had a memory foam mattress on accident so it became the good bunk.

We laid in it and we fit perfectly.

Willow is small so there is a lot of room.

I hopped in first and she climbed in next.

I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close. Her hair was in my face, but I don't care. I love her.

I slowly fell asleep.

Willow's POV
When I made sure Patrick was completely asleep before I got up.

I knew he had to sleep, he went to bed at four am.

I went into the living room area thing and sat on the couch.

Andy and Joe were playing video games and Pete was making food.

I took out my notebook and started drawing.

I love art. I've been trying to find an artist job for years.

I just love drawing, painting, sketching, and art in general.

It's my passion.

Pete sat by me, "Whatchya drawing?"

"I don't know."

I really don't.

I started drawing circles.

I've got it.

I made a sketch of five people.

Pete, Patrick, me, Andy, and Joe.

It will be our tour art!

Pete smiled, "Your drawing us. Awesome!"

I smiled and kept drawing. After about an hour, I finished.

It is amazing.

"Blues, this is amazing!"

I smiled, "Thanks."

He ripped it out of my note book and took some tape.

He taped it on the corner of the mirror.

He smiled, "Now everyone will notice it."

I smiled and went back to drawing again.